Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

this voice...

Chi Huan was hugged by Mo Shiqian, her face was buried in his chest, and she couldn't see the woman who came, but after five years, she still had no difficulty identifying her.

After all, this couple is a dragon and phoenix among people who are not easily forgotten.

Hearing this gentle and cool voice, the blood-stained man raised his eyebrows and looked over with cold eyes.

A beautiful face came into view.

In the small fishing village beside the river city, this could be said to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Although he had only met Chi Huan a few minutes ago, Chi Huan's face was often active on the screen and on the screen, and it represented different meanings.

Wen Yi's facial features are all soft, especially when she is smiling.

She was wearing a pair of black women's trousers on the lower body, and the nude pink shirt was very light in color. The unique design of the neckline made her look a little more fashionable than the gentleness, the cuffs were rolled up, and there were expensive wristbands on her thin white wrists. surface.

The trousers and shirt are made of fabrics with a strong sense of fall, especially when she stands upright, as if her sitting posture has been strictly regulated since she was a child, or she has been trained in demeanor in dance practice the day after tomorrow. Her slender, white neck like a white swan stands on the collar Here, it makes her look extraordinarily elegant.

But the little black suit draped over her shoulders, the two bodyguards standing behind her who may be 1.9 meters tall and feel very oppressive, and her arms casually wrapped around her chest, all made her elegant and gentle burst into a chill fierce.

Wen Yi looked at the still handsome face with both eyes, and when he met him who was completely unfamiliar, it seemed that he could not find a trace of familiar eyes, and smiled faintly, "I not only transferred all the type A blood in the hospital, I also bought this hospital."

Mo Shiqian turned his body halfway, turned his head to look at her, his narrowed eyes shimmered, and he didn't make any comments.

When Chi Huan heard these words, there was only one feeling in his heart——

Powerful, domineering.

Mo Shichen didn't think so, his brows twitched violently, then he shook off the bodyguard who was restraining him, and strode directly towards Wen Yi.

With that murderous look, the two foreign bodyguards behind Wen Yi couldn't help stepping forward, but she raised her hand to stop them.

She smiled lightly, "This Mr. Li, if you hit our president, he doesn't have to argue with you. If you hit me... my daddy wouldn't even be willing to hit me. Who would dare to touch me?" A hair, I'll break his hand."

As soon as she finished speaking, her wrist was pinched by the man's extremely strong hand.

He looked down at her, his handsome face was gloomy and hostile, his hands were as strong as if he wanted to crush her bones, "What do you want, eh?"

"You hurt me."

The man's persuasive question escaped from the gap between his teeth, "I ask what you want to do?"

"I said, you hurt my hand."

"Now, immediately, immediately, have someone transfer type A blood back to the blood bank."

"Do you know who I am?"

"I do not want to know."

Wen Yi smiled lightly, "Then do you know who you are?"

His pupils and eyes have changed slightly, but his brows and eyes are still cold, "I don't care who you are, and I don't care who I am, I transferred the blood type A back, otherwise..."

At the end of the sentence, the man's voice was also extremely low, and everyone present could hear the silent but deep threat.

Wen Yi turned away her face and smiled.

It's interesting, it's really interesting, catching fish and yet emboldened to threaten her, the vice president of Clod-Summer.

She said softly and lazily, "Are you going to wait for him to crush my bones before doing it?"

The two are about to step forward immediately.

But they were not faster than the man's hand speed. Before the hands of the two bodyguards touched the corner of his clothes, Wen Yi's neck was pinched by the man's fingers.

A gloomy voice escaped from his throat, "Try again."

Her throat was instantly choked, and Wen Yi frowned tightly.

The two bodyguards looked at each other, not daring to move without authorization, not knowing what to do, they looked at Mo Shiqian in unison, "President...President."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Chi Huan looked at this scene in shock, glanced at Mo Shichen and Wen Yi, then looked at Mo Shiqian who was hugging his waist, his fingers tightly clutching the man's clothes, "Mo Shiqian... What's wrong with him? "

Are you crazy? He just had no feelings for his brother when he could still treat him as their brother.

Wen Yi is his wife.

Mo Shiqian's handsome face remained unmoved, and he only answered Chi Huan's question in a calm voice, "Probably when he fell into the sea, his brain hit the surface of the sea and he was paralyzed." Chi Huan, "..."

She raised her face, pursed her lips and looked at the man who calmly had nothing to do with her, "You...won't you let him stop?"

She knew Mo Shiqian to some extent, and he clearly had no intention of interfering with this gesture.

Mo Shiqian raised his hand and stroked her head, "He wants to strangle his wife to death, what can I do?"

Chi Huan, "..."

Mo Shichen obviously heard this sentence.

He looked down at the beautiful and high face in his hands, his pupils tightened, and the strength in his hands was loosened a little.

After several changes in his face, he finally returned to indifference, and said in a hoarse voice, "Return the blood to the blood bank. If you are dissatisfied with me, come to me... Qian Rui is just an ordinary girl, she Didn't do anything wrong - if she's wrong, it won't do you any good, see what I mean?"

Her beautiful face was not shaken at all, because her throat was choked, and it was somewhat difficult to speak, "Either, you just let go of your hand, or, you strangle me to death... Then let our family take their father and daughter Throw them into the sea to feed the fish."

The man's pupils shrank and shrank, and his voice came out of his larynx, "What do you want?"

"What are you talking about, just do it if you have the guts."

Mo Shichen's eyes were like inkstones that had been knocked over, filled with dark indifference.

But the next second, his fingers loosened.

The two bodyguards immediately pulled Wen Yi back two steps from him.

Wen Yi regained her breathing, raised her hand to touch her aching throat, the small suit had already fallen to the ground, was picked up by one of the bodyguards, and draped over her shoulders again.

She turned her body halfway, and her gentle side face revealed a burst of coldness, "Since Li Qianrui is half dead, let her father apologize to me on her behalf, bow ninety degrees, and show my sincerity."

In the past six months since Mo Shichen woke up, he had never been aroused by a woman with such violent ups and downs. He even wished he could strangle her to death on the spot.

Unfortunately, he can't.