Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

For the first time in his life, Mo Shiqian felt that he couldn't restrain the roiling anger in his body.

This was also the first time since Chi Huan broke up with him that he felt really flustered.

He remembered that Mrs. Larry blocked the knife for her before. Although it was a deliberate calculation, but even when she didn't know it, she didn't have any deep emotions except for the slightest shock and real gratitude.

But Moxi...

He knew too well that women would always be unavoidably moved by such dramas.

And it's not the fault of the emotion itself.

But human nature.

It's just that the more human it is, the more unstoppable it is.

An Ke came back with a bag of clothes, "Mr. Mo."

Mo Shiqian still looked down at the woman sitting on the bench, he stretched out his right hand, and took the paper bag that An Ke put in his hand.

In the next second, he bent over and hugged the sitting woman directly.

Chi Huan was startled, he didn't expect him to hug her suddenly, "What are you doing?"

The man didn't look at her, but raised his eyes to An Ke and ordered lightly, "Go and empty a women's bathroom."

An Ke lowered her eyebrows and said respectfully, "Yes."

She walked in front, and walked very fast.

Holding the woman in his arms, Mo Shiqian walked slowly through the corridor of the hospital with long legs, and did not forget to answer her question by the way, "Go and change clothes."

"I said I don't want to go."

The man stopped and looked down at her with indifference, "Chi Huan, whether it's for yourself or Mo Xigu, you'd better not mess with me again at this time."

She looked at his expressionless outline, pursed her lips and said nothing.

When he went in with her in his arms, the people in the women's washroom who had just been "driven out" all looked at them with "unusual" eyes.

Chi Huan simply buried her face in his arms.

Mo Shiqian felt a little happier because of her unconscious movement, and the line of his jaw was no longer so tight.

After everyone went out, An Ke closed the door for them and guarded outside.

The man then put her down.

Mo Shiqian took off her dirty coat without saying a word, spread it beside the washbasin, then hugged her and sat on it, "Change all the clothes."

"Just replace the one on the outside."

The man's tone was gentle, but his attitude was absolutely tough, "Replace them all."

"Mo Shiqian..."

With his hands on her side, his unfathomable eyes stared at her face for a moment, "If you want to waste time with me, I can spend it with you to the end, Mo Xigu is dead or alive , I don't care."

Chi Huan bit her lip.

The two remained in a stalemate for a while.

In the end, she was the first to compromise and reached out to take off the sweater in the coat.

While taking clothes from the paper bag for her, the man said flatly, "All."

There is a bra under her sweater, which means that the bra has to be changed too.

She didn't know why she was asked to change this.

Suddenly, a ridiculous idea flashed through my mind.

Chi Huan laughed, "You don't think I have an affair with Mo Xigu, so you want me to change this outfit?"

Mo Shiqian raised his eyelids, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and said calmly, "Do you want me to take it off for you and put it on again?"

Her pupils dilated slightly.

He really... had such guesses and ideas?

Suffocated, she turned her face away, "Turn around and turn your back to me."

The reason why Chi Huan asked him to recite it is very simple. It is different to see each other naked when rolling the sheets, and to be naked when changing clothes. They have been together for less than a year, let alone an old married couple. .

Naturally, I will still be embarrassed.

She thinks so, but Mo Shiqian doesn't think so, especially at such a sensitive moment.

He only felt that she was no longer willing to get close to him, and now she wouldn't even let him see her body.

The man's handsome face became more and more gloomy, his eyes stared straight at her, and he repeated almost indifferently, "Are you changing it yourself, or should I ask you to change it?"

"I'll let you turn around."

He hooked his lips, "Where have I not seen or touched your whole body? I can draw you without clothes with my eyes closed. Let me turn around now, is it too late?"

Chi Huan's eyes widened, "You..."

Mo Shiqian stood tall and straight in front of her, without the slightest intention of compromising or giving in.

In the end, she unbuttoned her bra with her backhand and changed all her clothes.

The man casually stuffed the changed clothes back into the paper bag.

As soon as she was carried down to sort her clothes, there was a knock on the door.

An Ke's respectful voice came from outside, "Mr. Mo, here comes the towel."

Mo Shiqian walked over to open the door, took the towel, turned on the hot water from the faucet, scrubbed it several times with his strong hands, then wrung it dry, and wiped her face gently and meticulously.

Wipe her hands again.

After being tossed like this, Chi Huan did find himself much more comfortable.

Compared with just now, it is indescribably clean and refreshing, and my hands and feet are no longer stiff, and my face is cold and numb.

The man threw the towel into the trash can, and handed the replaced clothes to An Ke. Then he said indifferently, "You can go and see now, whether Mo Xigu is dead or alive."

Chi Huan looked up at him, "Can you stop talking so badly?"

He put one hand into his trouser pocket, looked at her condescendingly, and said lightly, "You better not have a day when you make me look bad."

She turned sideways and turned towards the direction outside the door.

The man followed without saying a word, keeping a distance of half a step.

In just about twenty minutes, Mo Xigu had already shifted from the emergency room to the advanced ward.

The only doctor in the ward is Mo Xigu's secretary.

The doctor was just leaving.

Looking at the unconscious man lying on the hospital bed, Chi Huan asked with a dry throat, "How is he?"

The doctor stroked his glasses, "I almost hurt my kidneys, but luckily I didn't hurt my internal organs. It's just that the wound was deep and I lost a lot of blood. I should be able to wake up before tomorrow morning."

Her tense nerves finally relaxed slowly.

Chi Huan walked to the hospital bed.

She asked the secretary on the side, "Is Mrs. Mo not here?"

"Mrs. Mo is currently in Australia. She just contacted her and is already preparing to return home."

"okay."

She withdrew her gaze, "Please watch for a while, I'll come back later."

The secretary looked at the man guarding the door, and then at her. He didn't dare to say anything, but said, "Of course I will take good care of Mo Shao. Miss Chi doesn't have to worry."

Chi Huan turned around and walked out the door.

When he reached the door, he took the man's arm and closed the door with the other hand.

She took his arm and walked forward.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her fingers holding his wrist, they were white and soft, he didn't ask or say anything.

Chi Huan dragged her up to the roof of the hospital.