Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Hearing what she said, Mo Shiqian finally calmed down, hummed, and said in a low voice, "I'm going back."

"Bye-Bye."

The man puts on his coat and goes to open the door.

But before his hand touched the doorknob, the tall and straight figure suddenly turned around, and strode back with long legs.

Chi Huan was taken aback, but before he could realize what he wanted to do, his face was supported by one hand, and the man's lips were pressed down precisely.

A long kiss.

When he finally finished, Chi Huan was already unable to stand still because of the robbing of his breath. If it wasn't for his fingers tightly clutching his clothes, he might have weakened.

Mo Shiqian stroked her hair, looked at her blushing face, and whispered, "Goodbye."

Chi Huan nodded.

This time he walked out the door without looking back, but when he closed the door, the woman suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

He put his hand on the doorknob, looked up at her, "Huh?"

Looking at his deep black eyes, Chi Huan coughed lightly, "You can help me take the garbage down, it's at the door."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He pursed his thin lips and looked at her silently.

Chi Huan smiled mischievously, and said quite innocently, "Anyway, you want to go down, it's too cold, I don't want to go out."

Speaking of which, when he was her bodyguard, he was often ordered to throw garbage.

Mo Shiqian naturally took out the trash bag from the trash can and carried it down.

Before the door was closed, she still said, "There is snow on the road, drive slowly."

The man closed the door for a moment, looking at the pretty but neatly dressed little woman standing in the room, the sense of disappointment that she thought she was going to stay overnight for him to take out the trash dissipated quite a bit.

Staring at her, a deep voice escaped from his throat, "See you tomorrow."

The door was closed, and the apartment was quiet again. Perhaps it was because of the lack of popularity, it was not as deserted as it was during the day.

Chi Huan walked to the French window.

After a day of snow, the outside is already covered with snow, and the whole city is covered in white snow.

She looked down at the downstairs, the figure of the man dressed in black stood out in the white snow.

He opened the door and got into the car. This time he didn't stay in the car for a long time, and the black Gust left quickly.

Only then did Chi Huan close the curtains, ready to go to the study to continue researching and speculating about the movie role she was going to play this time.

While sitting in the chair waiting for the laptop to turn on, she thought of the two bright roses in the living room... In fact, she knew that they were definitely not a gift from grocery shopping, because the variety was very expensive, and she knew it was in a flower shop at a glance I bought it on purpose.

The notebook is very fast, Chi Huan looked at the screen, and clicked on the search engine.

Type a line of words with your fingers, what do the two roses represent.

Press Enter, and countless entries pop up immediately.

The first line is -

There is only you and me in this world.

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Mo Shiqian drove back to the villa. After the car turned off, he unfastened his seat belt. Suddenly, he remembered something. His hand that was about to push the car door stopped, and he took out his mobile phone from his body to check the text message.

There is indeed one text message, a spam text message.

Frowning, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Back in the villa, he took off his coat, changed his shoes, and lightly ordered Mama Li to make a cup of hot tea and serve it.

Go straight upstairs and into the study.

Opening the notebook, he picked up the mobile phone that he had put down when he came in and took a look.

Well, no text messages.

After about ten minutes, I took another look, and this time there was nothing.

No. 10 famous mansion.

The phone next to Chi Huan's notebook suddenly dinged, and a text message alert sounded.

She reached out and took a look.

There are only four simple words, [I'm home. 】

After thinking about it, she unlocked one and typed it in with her fingers, [Just get home safely, let's rest early. 】

Mo Shiqian stared at the almost perfunctory text message on the screen, frowning even more tightly, staring at this sentence for a long time, then pointed to the screen to edit the sentence.

Delete, delete, subtract, come and go, still feel dissatisfied.

Finally, I asked, [What are you doing? 】

Chi Huan looked at the phone for a long time without any activity, thinking that he was not going to send any more - Originally, he was not a man who liked to chat with text messages, so even if she had something to do, she would always call him directly.

But if he sent it, she would naturally reply, [I'm reading and researching the script, the role I'm going to play this time... is more neurotic, with more complicated experiences and inner world, I'll try to figure it out more before shooting. 】

It may be that the sentence was relatively long this time, Mo Shiqian finally felt that she was not so perfunctory, and was quite satisfied, so he replied with a closing sentence, 【Well, rest early after reading. 】

【it is good. 】

Chi Huan looked at the words successfully sent on the screen of the phone, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

It may be that they didn't live together, but they suddenly felt like they were in a relationship.

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Chi Huan decided to go to the mall to buy something the next day. Although there seemed to be nothing missing, it might be due to the shopping instinct in a woman's bones, and she wanted to buy something new after a while.

Although her apartment is in a quiet location, it is not very far from the city center, and the newly opened shopping mall nearby seems to have been open for a while, and it only takes ten minutes to drive, so she didn't call An Ke, but drove there by herself.

The snow stopped last night. Although the snow has not melted, the road has been cleared.

Her car was parked in the underground parking lot, and she was about to open the door when she saw an elegant and luxurious woman get off from a valuable car that had just driven in. She probably saw that she was leaving, so she immediately said, " Huanhuan."

Chi Huan looked at her, and really didn't understand what she was trying to do by appearing in front of her again and again.

She just glanced at it, didn't intend to pay attention to it, and bent down to get into the car.

Suddenly hurried footsteps sounded behind her, and before she turned her head, she heard Mrs. Larry screaming in shock, "Huanhuan, be careful!"

Chi Huan was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, the woman in the expensive mink fur coat had already pounced on her.

The sound of the blade sinking into the flesh was extremely clear.

"lady!"

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Chi Huan sat on the bench outside the emergency room of the hospital, with long hair hanging down, and an indescribably dull expression.

She didn't know how long she sat there, trying to get the phone out of her bag, but her hands were covered in blood.

So she belatedly took out the tissue and wiped it vigorously and carefully.

After throwing away the paper, she took out her phone.

Wanting to call Mo Shiqian is almost an instinct without a doubt, because he is the closest person to her now, and the first reaction when something happens is to call him.

But when she opened the address book and looked at the three words Mumumo, she hesitated to click on it.

Her mind was confused, confused, even blank.

That bastard was holding a knife towards her... trying to kill her or stab her.

But Mrs. Larry just happened to come to her...and blocked her.