Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

When she opened her eyes again, the sun was already very bright. She stretched her waist, her whole body was comfortable and relaxed, as if she had slept for a long time, and she was very lazy.

After getting out of bed and washing up, she checked the time, it was already past twelve o'clock.

Very hungry.

Originally, I wanted to ask Youran out for lunch, but now she probably had already eaten at this point. While pressing the power button, Chi Huan casually considered whether to go downstairs to eat or order takeaway.

After booting, there are no missed calls, only a simple text message.

[The lunch is left outside the door. 】

The person who wrote the letter was naturally Mo Shiqian.

There was a slight arc on Chi Huan's lips. I don't know if it was a smile or a mockery.

She went to open the door, and she saw an insulated box standing in the middle.

If you don't eat for nothing, what the man brings or someone brings is better than the food outside.

As a result, before she stepped out, she saw wisps of smoke drifting towards her.

She turned her head and bumped directly into the dark eyes of the man.

He looked at her without saying a word, not for a moment.

The blue and white color curls up like nothing.

Chi Huan picked up the insulation box on the ground, turned around and entered the house.

The tall man followed behind her.

Chi Huan put the thermos box on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa by herself. She didn't have any makeup on, and she was dressed loosely. Her long hair was tied up casually, and she looked at ease, neither hot nor haggard.

He had already stubbed out the cigarette butt, and when he came in, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, his voice was hoarse in her breath, "Eat first."

She leaned back on the sofa, looked up at him, and smiled lightly, "In the days without you, to be honest, my life is actually quite good, neither sweet nor so much." ...Unhappy," she looked at his slightly changed handsome face, her voice was weak and indifferent, "Before yesterday, I never thought that we could really get back together after a broken mirror, but before last night, I didn't even think that we would be together again. reconcile……"

She paused, as if she couldn't find a suitable adjective, so she licked her lips and smiled.

Although she didn't finish the sentence, but when she expressed some meaning, silence speaks louder.

After being silent for half a minute, she said, "Mo Shiqian, it's not as good as us..."

When she was considering this sentence, she was still hesitating in her mind whether she should say, why don't we calm down for a while, or let's forget it.

But she couldn't say the words yet, because the man guessed her last words, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he bent down suddenly, pinched her jaw, blocked her mouth, and cut off the rest of her words .

The kiss wasn't long, but after it was over, the man's lips were still pressed against her, his breathing was hot, and his voice was hoarse, "If I didn't tell you about this and made you uncomfortable or unhappy, you can get angry with me, but Chi Huan , after five years, we just reconciled yesterday, are you going to tell me to break up?"

He knew she was angry, and he even realized his mistake from Xia Tangtang's tactful reminder.

But he didn't expect that she would play it lightly and prepare to break up.

"Maybe it was a mistake to reconcile with you."

The man's voice rose uncontrollably, even tinged with sternness, "Chi Huan!"

He was short of breath, a little disordered, and stared at her firmly.

She didn't dodge or avoid, just staring at him like this.

There was mockery in those eyes, mocking him, more mocking herself, and the latter hurt his nerves more than the former.

His voice became hoarse, "Huanhuan."

She doesn't speak.

He said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry," Chi Huan murmured and repeated these three words, and smiled, "You said sorry, why are you saying sorry?"

Are you really sorry that you are wrong, or are you sorry because she is angry?

The man's voice was a little hoarse, "I shouldn't have kept it from you—"

In fact, he didn't want to "hide it", he has such a temper, she will naturally know when the situation is ripe, so he didn't specifically explain.

She looked into his eyes and asked with a smile, "Do you love me?"

Mo Shiqian's thin lips moved, trying to make a syllable, but before he could say it, she answered her own words, as if talking to herself, "Although you didn't say it, I acquiesce that I love you ..."

The arc on her lips became sneering again, "Do you think that you are not really married, and Little Mango is not your daughter, and you have no other women around you these years, so I should be moved instead of pulling Blame you for this trivial matter?"

He didn't speak, his eyes looked like overturned inkstones.

She looked away, her eyes staggered from him, and she fell on the carpet, "Whether you were married or had children, I can accept it... I chose to break up five years ago. Now that we broke up, the five years You don’t need to be responsible for me and our relationship, you have your freedom, and I bear all the consequences of the choices I make—it’s not that I don’t mind, it’s just that I love you, and I don’t want to let you go because of these.”

He stared at her with little waves in his eyes.

"I love you, as you said when you came back, as long as you are not married, you can do whatever you want with me, as long as you are divorced, I still want to be with you... When Xia Tangtang told me that you were divorced, I Think, you came back to find me after divorce, is it because you can't forget me, just because you were dumped by me back then, so you are not so honest, so I went to you with the cheek. "

Although she was smiling, the shadow and self-mockery in the smile made Mo Shiqian's heart twitch, as if someone had reached into his chest, held his heart, and squeezed it hard, pinching him. The pain of suffocation.

"It's ridiculous to think about women. If you really love yourself, you will be passionate. If you don't tell me, I will acquiesce that you love me so much, and you especially love self-imagining and self-comforting. If you don't take the initiative, your attitude is cold and you are far and near. You find reasons and excuses, like an innate instinct."

"Huanhuan..."

"Mo Shiqian, do you really love me? Do you really want to reunite and never be separated again? When you first came back, you forced me to force me, and beat my boyfriend in name. When did I not pamper you to you? You got hurt. Let me serve you, I hate you for letting me be a mistress, but I still can't bear to hurt you and can only cut myself with a knife, can't you feel it, or do you really think that I am afraid and you dare not turn against you?"

At the end, her eye circles were already red, but her face turned colder, and her voice seemed to spill out from between her teeth, "I'm so mean, have you ever considered my feelings? Have you stood in my position? Think about it, will Chi Huan feel sad and lonely because he thinks I have a child with another woman? I asked you to do something great or make a sacrifice for me. If you say something that makes me happy, you will die ?”