Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She looked at his face, and then she still staggered her eyes, and said lightly, "From last night to now, you shouldn't be the one tormenting me, should I let you torment, why did it become me tormenting you?"

He said coldly, "Blowing yourself up is not because you want to torment me when you are sick. Is it because you have a tendency to masochistic and feel comfortable when you are sick?"

Cold?

Her fingers moved, as if she suddenly felt that it was indeed cold when she was standing outside just now.

Chi Huan looked at her and moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Mo Shiqian looked at her indifferent look, especially those two lips were black and blue from the cold, and his face was pale with no warmth, the anger in his heart burned even more.

The long legs took a step forward and walked over, supported her chin with his knuckle fingers and lowered his head to kiss her, covering those two cold lips, and licked her warm, wet and soft tongue heavily.

It seems that this can dispel the black and cold of this territory.

He was still angry after all, so the hand pinching her waist still hurt her bones.

This kind of kiss didn't last long, he let her go, dragged her to the dining room without saying a word, pulled the chair away, and said two words indifferently, "Dinner."

Chi Huan didn't speak, and sat down quietly.

Mo Shiqian sat down opposite her, watched the woman pick up the chopsticks, frowned, and said in a colder voice, "Drink the soup."

"I don't want to drink."

"Want me to pour you a drink?"

"I just can't drink the soup?"

The man's eyes were deep and cold, mixed with frivolous mockery, "I used to drink it and now I don't want to drink it. You just don't drink soup?"

So she picked up the spoon and scooped up the soup.

Mo Shiqian looked at her with lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes, seeming to be obediently sipping soup, the clusters of flames in his heart not only did not go out, but tended to become more and more prairie.

It's a bad feeling, feeling out of control when it looks like it's in control.

But he still didn't say anything.

The two finished the meal quietly in this weird silence.

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After the meal, the man cleaned up without saying a word, and even cleaned the bowls himself.

When he was in the villa, it was done by servants and cooks, and he hadn't done these things for a long time.

Sitting on the sofa, Chi Huan looked up at the man wiping his fingers with a paper towel, and broke the long silence with a voice, "What is your plan, to stay here forever?"

It's okay to live in the Xishan Mansion temporarily for a day or two, but it will definitely be inconvenient for a long time.

The movements of Mo Shiqian's hands paused, his dark eyes looked at her without warmth, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he stated coldly, "No one is watching you here."

Throwing the used paper into the trash can, he turned and walked into the bedroom.

Standing on the balcony, I made a phone call to the Mu family. I talked for about ten minutes. After hanging up the phone, I simply cleaned up the bedroom. When I went out, I closed the door behind me. When I passed the sofa, I said calmly, " Walk."

Mo Shiqian took her back to the villa.

Before she woke up in the morning, he had already called Fengxing to send someone to send Mu's father, Mu's mother and Mu Xi to the airport. Of course, there were bodyguards accompanying him all the way.

When they went back, Fengxing sat on the sofa carelessly.

Seeing the two coming in, he raised his eyes and glanced casually.

Although Mo Shiqian brought Chi Huan back, except for the necessary communication, they almost had no dialogue during the whole process.

After taking off his coat and throwing it to Mama Lin, he went straight upstairs without even looking at her out of the corner of his eye.

With smoke in his lips, Feng Xing squinted his eyes to look at his back through the smoke. When he retracted, he inadvertently glanced at Chi Huan who was standing next to the sofa. She was also the man who had just watched him go upstairs.

The eyes are so dark that it is difficult to discern real emotions.

He took off the cigarette, held it between his fingers, exhaled the smoke, and said calmly, "Sit."

Chi Huan looked down at him, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

She picked up the hot tea on the coffee table, let the dense mist obscure her facial features, and said softly, "If you want to teach me the same way you taught Liang Manyue before, then there is no need, he has already lost his temper gone."

Feng Xing's tone was very loose, as if he was chatting about something very ordinary, even with a little smile, "After you were with him, did you ever complain openly or secretly that he refused to tell you that he fell in love with you? gone."

Chi Huan's hand holding the cup froze slightly.

She looked up, but said nothing.

Feng Xing smiled, took a puff of cigarette, and said lazily, "You don't have to look at me like that, I guess, with his personality, he will never talk about love easily, a woman like you who needs a sense of security the most in a relationship... ...Unless you say that loving him is false, otherwise, you will definitely be dissatisfied."

She moved her fingers, lowered her head and took a sip of tea before she spoke, "He already said it."

Feng Xing smiled but said, "Is the love that you women talk about so weightless? Just say I love you casually, and then casually say, oh, I don't love you anymore—or should you say, What is easy to pick up is also easy to put down?"

The so-called, take it lightly, put it lightly.

His tone didn't sound accusatory, but the accusation was sharp enough.

When he was talking, he couldn't see that his focused eyes were fixed on her all the time, and he didn't miss every change of expression.

Chi Huan just smiled, and said indifferently, "Although I am a woman, I can't represent a woman. If you say that, let me think about it... Maybe I really am like this. I guess you should be dissatisfied with me. Do you want to persuade your best brother to give up on me?"

Feng Xing whispered lazily, "I just want to tell you, if the love that is easier to say is easier to give up, then the love that is harder to affirm... the less likely it is to let go, and I can see that I have not That ability made him give up on you."

Chi Huan was startled, his pupils contracted imperceptibly, and his body stiffened beyond the naked eye.

The man was slow, took another long puff of cigarette, and said slowly, "There is something I don't know if you know... The plan we made to deal with Gail was the day before your wedding. A risky move, making them think that we have no intention of defending, but Liang Manyue has advanced the time on his own initiative... In fact, he was not sure that he would be able to escape unscathed from the very beginning, so... the property, equity and even such assets under his name The villa, his apartment, and the car, except for his family, are all transferred to your name, in order to prevent him from dying, so that you, a young lady who has never suffered in life, can still live a prosperous life. Worry-free living."