Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan frowned and looked at her.

Wen Yi is from the Lawrence family, but she doesn't know what her reason for coming is.

Mr. Larry said with a look of embarrassment, "Huanhuan saw Shi Qian and Beth..."

Although the words are not finished, adults can naturally understand what they mean.

Although this kind of thing is bloody, there are too many bloody things that happen in wealthy families.

Wen Yi raised her eyebrows and didn't express any opinion. She just said to Chi Huan, "Miss Chi, your clothes and hair are wet. If you go out in the rain again, you will definitely get sick. I don't know how distressed Shi Qian will be." .”

Shi Qian...

Mo Shiqian...

Thinking of this name now, Chi Huan only felt that the place on his chest seemed to be tightly clenched by one hand, twisting into a ball.

There is no other feeling except pain.

Love is a negative emotion.

Love is not negative because she has so much sweetness these days.

It's just that the negative side is like a painful bone disease without painkillers.

There is no cure, no relief.

She was also so dazed that she didn't know what to do in the future, and what to do.

Chi Huan pulled his lips, smiling but not at all, and said flatly, "It's not that I want to go out in the rain, it's that they want to forcibly throw me abroad regardless of my wishes."

This was almost tantamount to a merciless slap in the face, and Mr. Larry was inevitably embarrassed.

But in the shopping mall for many years, this embarrassment will never be shown. He still smiled on his slightly fat face, "Mr. Wen, don't stand still, go in and sit down."

Wen Yi didn't speak, but just looked at Chi Huan.

It's obvious what she means.

But Mr. Larry turned his head and smiled at Mo Xigu, "Young Master Mo, didn't you say that you are responsible for Huanhuan and take her to Madai to relax...she will see Shi Qian and Beth later It must be in a bad mood, why don't you take her away now."

Chi Huan thought it was ridiculous.

It's so grandiose that it can reach this point.

Mo Xigu didn't reply yet.

Just as Wen Yi was about to speak, a low and indifferent voice rang out from the stairs, "Take her away? How many lives do you have?"

For the first time, when Chi Huan heard this voice, what filled his heart was not a sense of security and joy, but an unresolved astringency.

It seems that there is nothing in the stomach, and I can only chew some dry and unripe fruit, which is full of bitterness and astringency, lingering on all tastes.

She thought of the little moans she had heard, of Beth calling his name coquettishly.

Her throat seemed to be choked by a hand, and she couldn't breathe.

But she still looked over—

Perhaps it was because his eyes were fixed on her body, and his sense of presence was too strong.

Maybe it was because she couldn't help but wanted to see him.

Mo Shiqian was coming down from upstairs, his slender legs stepped on the steps step by step, climbing down the steps.

He was still wearing the same clothes as when he came.

Black trousers, a long black suit, the suit was unbuttoned, and the collar of the shirt inside the knitted sweater was a little wrinkled. The whole person looked decadent and dark.

The short black hair is a bit messy, but he still has a handsome face, with three-dimensional and deep features, but his face is expressionless.

When he went downstairs and passed by Mo Xigu, he turned his head and glanced at him.

Looking at each other, the four eyes are hidden and turbulent, but they can't see the waves.

The line of sight then crossed.

Mo Shiqian stepped on the mess all over the ground, and walked straight to Chi Huan.

Compared to him, she was actually more embarrassed.

This embarrassment is not from clothes and hair, but from emotions and eyes.

The man reached out to her, his hand about to fall on her face.

Chi Huan looked at his handsome face, and before her brain could react, she had already taken two steps back, avoiding him.

She didn't think so.

It's just that as soon as the voice was recalled in her mind, she couldn't help the conditioned reflex.

The man's hand just froze in mid-air.

The atmosphere was so awkward and stiff.

He didn't take his hand back, and looked down at her face.

Chi Huan lowered his eyebrows and didn't look at him.

Wen Yi didn't speak, and Song Shu kept quiet even more.

Mo Xigu stood not far away, also silently keeping silent, but staring deeply at them with a pair of eyes.

Mr. Larry was a little uncertain whether things were going smoothly or not. He frowned and asked in a questioning tone, "President Mo, where is my daughter?"

Mo Shiqian ignored him.

He took a step forward, grabbed the woman's shoulder with his unretracted hand, and then forcefully pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and wrapping his other hand around her waist, into a deeper embrace.

Chi Huan was almost held in his arms, with his face pressed against his chest, smelling the breath of his body in his nostrils, and the dry eye sockets quickly became moist again, very sore.

The man sighed in a hoarse voice, "My eyes are swollen from crying." The hand that fell on her shoulder touched her head, "Good boy, it's okay, it's okay."

She didn't cry much, but she couldn't hold back when she knocked on the door and cried for a long time outside the door.

Her fingers clutched his clothes, tears wet his chest.

What do you mean by nothing.

It's okay, what do you mean?

The smile on Mr. Larry's face was gone.

Regardless of Mo Shiqian's attitude, Lawrence's absence is the most fatal.

He sent his daughter-in-law here, not only was he not sincere, but he couldn't suppress Mo Shiqian at all.

"Mo Shiqian, let me ask you what did you do to my daughter?"

Chi Huan was stiff, his hands and feet were cold.

Mo Shiqian hugged the woman in his arms, and when he looked up again, there was only a cold and stern sarcasm on his face, "Do you really think that the chairman of Clod-Summer would condescend to come to you to talk about cooperation and marriage? You I really thought that Lawrence would fall in love with your daughter who may not even be able to get a college diploma at school except fooling around with different men and buying famous brands with credit cards? In his eyes, your daughter is not as good as Chi Huan. "

Beth's family background may be better than Chi Huan's, but Lawrence looks down on Beth even more personally.

Larry's complexion changed, his voice raised, and he no longer had the smile and good temper he had before, "Mo Shiqian, what have you done to my daughter?"

The man stared at him coldly, his dark eyes covered with a cold and frivolous smile, "You should ask, what am I going to do to you?"

The threatening meaning in these words was already shockingly clear.

Mrs. Larry remained silent all this time. She looked at Mo Shiqian, then at the girl who was hugged by a man, stepped forward and pulled her husband's arm, and said helplessly, "Let's go up and have a look first. Beth."

Larry took off his mask, gave them a cold look, and walked upstairs with a flick of his sleeves.

Mo Shiqian ignored them, looked down at the woman in his arms, and called out in a low voice, "Huanhuan."