Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

The man was extremely indifferent, "Is there anything else?"

Song Shu was a little helpless, and said softly, "President Mo, maybe I shouldn't say some things, but since I happen to know...I'll pass it on."

Chi Huan looked up at the man's face. He was drooping, with an expression of extreme indifference.

"Because I'm the younger sister of the president's wife, and I've known her since college... She called me just now and briefly explained the situation—according to her veteran subordinates who have worked with the chairman for more than 20 years and According to friends and other elders, the chairman has never known that your mother has passed away all these years, and he always thought that she had brought you to remarry someone else..."

Because it was a phone call, Mo Shiqian didn't speak, and Song Shu couldn't see his expression, so naturally he couldn't guess his current attitude.

After a pause, she continued to think about it, "Things back then... were very complicated, and the time was too far away, but sometimes in a wealthy family, bearing the honor and disgrace of a family's rise and fall, many times... there is nothing I can do about it."

Chi Huan looked at the man who was hugging him, and actively pressed his face against his cheek, took the phone from his hand, and asked aloud, "What's wrong with Mr. Lawrence?"

Song Shu was taken aback, "Miss Chi," but she quickly came to her senses, her tone of voice unchanged, "Mr. Lawrence had an argument with Mr. Mo...He was hospitalized due to anxiety, but he has woken up now. The doctor said it was nothing serious. hinder."

quarrel?

Was it because of her father's quarrel?

Chi Huan originally wanted to say that there was no serious problem, but thinking about her own father being beaten in prison, she changed her mind and said, "Okay, I'll ask him if he will go to the hospital tomorrow."

Song Shu sighed softly, "The chairman seems to have been in poor health for these years... In the past two years, the affairs of the group have basically been handed over to the president and the president's wife. The doctor said that the chairman's body needs to rest... So he will You should go back to Paris."

After a moment of silence, Chi Huan said, "I'll tell him."

Song Shu naturally guessed that the phone should be on speakerphone, but she didn't point it out, she just smiled and said, "If it's okay, Miss Chi, I'll hang up first.

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan put the phone back on the small table, put his arms around the man's neck, and asked softly, "Did you quarrel with him?"

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and kissed her cheeks and lips, his voice was still calm, but his voice was low and indistinct, "Not really, I just told him that he has no right to meddle in my private affairs."

He just asked sarcastically, as a man, should he let his woman suffer from overwork and die early due to overwork and exhaustion at a young age?

Then there was silence for a long time before asking in a daze, who died.

He sneered and hung up the phone.

Later Song Shu called him and said that the chairman was hospitalized.

Of course Chi Huan could tell that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything more, his soft and delicate face rubbed against him intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly, "Don't you still want to read the documents, otherwise You go to the study, I'll take a shower, okay?"

The man looked down at her, his slender and strong fingers passed through her long hair, and his other arm wrapped around her waist, locking her in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Go later, You sit with me for a while."

Chi Huan blinked and buried her head in his arms.

He didn't speak, so she didn't make a sound to break the silence. She stretched out her hand to grab his big hand and put it in her palm to play with.

After a while, she asked in a low voice, "Song Shu said that he... didn't know about your mother's death, do you believe it?"

Mo Shiqian held her hand back, his voice lost the layer of indifference and vaguely repressed hostility, only indifferent mockery remained, "Even if he doesn't know, it's just that he doesn't know."

How hard is it to know whether a person is alive or dead?

What's more, she was still his woman.

do not know?

That's more ridiculous than knowing.

Chi Huan was hugged and sat on his body. He didn't say to get up and go to the study, and she didn't say that she was going to take a bath. She just sat so affectionately.

She chatted with him... Of course, it's not a chat, it's just that she talks about interesting or boring trivial things by herself, talking all over the world.

He listened quietly, occasionally responded with a few words, occasionally lowered his head to kiss her, and occasionally pulled his lips into a smile.

After about forty minutes like this, he let her take a bath, and he got up and went back to the study.

After Chi Huan came out of the shower, he studied the script with his ipad, checked a lot of background information about that drama, and figured out the characters. Until around eleven o'clock, he was picked up by the man who came back from the study and put him on the bed. .

"You're really annoying... I still haven't finished reading some materials."

Mo Shiqian put her on the bed, then covered her directly, lowered his head and kissed her lips and chin, stretching down.

Chi Huan was helpless. Although he was in a better mood, he was still depressed. He couldn't tell where he felt it, but he could feel it very clearly.

When a man is in a bad mood, he always needs to vent. Having sex is one of the effective ways. At this time, she didn't want to refuse at first... Although they just... last night

but……

She had to remind him, "If I remember correctly, you used up the last set at home last night, did you buy a new one?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He frowned, clearly displeased.

Chi Huan coughed lightly, "If you didn't buy it... then you have to bear it."

The man continued to kiss her, and said vaguely, "If you have it, you will give birth."

Chi Huan stretched out her hand to push him, "No, I don't want to get pregnant out of wedlock," she pouted, "And my movie is about to start shooting, if I really get pregnant, it's not good for the child, and it's not good for me."

Seeing her insistence, Mo Shiqian didn't continue, not to mention that it's really not the time to get pregnant, he lowered his head and kissed her ear, his hoarse voice accompanied by warm breathing, seemed extraordinarily bewitching, "Don't do it, then you can use it There are other ways to help me, huh?"

Chi Huan, "..."

………………

With the soft and fragrant woman in his arms, Mo Shiqian slept peacefully until dawn, until the biological clock automatically woke up.

Never felt alone.

But now I feel more and more lonely.

Of course, he doesn't know now that being able to sleep alone at dawn is not loneliness at all.

Loneliness is tossing and turning, sleepless nights.

It is hate to thick but miss.

There are many respectful or beautiful smiles, but there is no one I want to see.

He habitually picked up his phone and looked at the time on it, only to find that there were several missed calls displayed on the screen.

Basically all from the same person.

Xiao Yu.