Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shichen looked at the woman on the sofa. Judging from the visual effect, her facial features and temperament were all gentle, especially the way she looked down at a book, and there was an indescribable scent of books.

Unfortunately, the opening must be mean.

He didn't speak, he looked up through the floor-to-ceiling glass door to see the sky outside, then turned and walked outside.

When approaching the entrance, Wen Yi suddenly called out to stop him, "Wait a minute, you come back."

Mo Shichen stopped in his tracks, turned his head and glanced at the woman who was sitting on the sofa looking at him, pursed his lips slightly, and walked over with long legs without expression.

He even raised his lips and tail, "What else does Miss Wen have to say?"

Wen Yi put the book in her hand on her lap, took the bag aside, took out a bank card from the wallet inside, and handed the card over while reporting the password.

The man didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows, "Miss Wen didn't sleep enough with me, do you still want to keep me?"

Wen Yi said, "You really think a lot."

"Oh?"

"Use the money in it to buy some nice clothes for myself. Usually I don't care, but when you appear in front of me, you have to dress nicely—from head to toe," she held the card between her fingers, light and careless. Smiling lazily, "I'm neither Li Qianrui nor Miss Fang, I can't appreciate your poor appearance."

Mo Shichen, "..."

He took the card over and smiled slightly, "I wonder if Miss Wen likes that style?"

"Perhaps, you can ask the professional cowherds, or how those little white faces who are adopted make the benefactor happy?"

Mo Shichen took the card and turned around and left.

Looking at his slender and straight back, Wen Yi grinned coolly, then lowered her head and continued to read.

…………

Only half an hour later, the doorbell rang again.

She squinted her eyes and turned her head to look at the sky outside——

The fiery sunset has disappeared, the entire sky is covered in dark blue, the city lights are bright, and the night has begun.

Wen Yi turned her head slowly and looked at the man walking towards her. She was still thinking about what she should do when the man was late.

It seems that I have learned well, and the timing is just right.

Mo Shichen had already changed his clothes.

Different from the shirt and trousers that Aleb bought last time, his current outfit is more casual and everyday, with light gray and white collocation, his temperament is gentle and elegant, and he has a bit of nobleman-like temperament.

"You're pretty fast."

Mo Shichen twitched the corners of his lips, and said calmly, "Think about it, if I'm late, Miss Wen will ask me to do something strange, so I hurried back."

He said that he was in a hurry, but his tone was indifferent and lazy.

Wen Yi narrowed her eyes, "If you live in a fishing village, you can go fishing, if your fiancée is a waiter, you can be a waiter, and if you don't have money to sleep with you, you're very generous... Tsk, Mr. Li Ru, your heart is very powerful."

The last sentence, the tone can be as ironic as possible.

The man didn't care at all, as if there was nothing that could poke him, he just spread his hands and said calmly, "The reason for going out to sea is because the deputy captain of the fishing boat has a temporary acute illness, and I seem to be able to sail the boat just now, as for sleeping with me."

He paused, his tone became lighter, and there was a slight chuckle mixed in, "Miss Wen covered the sky with one hand, I just can see the situation clearly, besides, as I said earlier, this job is for a man , is a good job."

Wen Yi was taken aback, "Can you still sail?"

He raised his eyebrows, "You don't even know if your husband can sail a boat, Miss Wen, you don't seem to be very competent."

She really doesn't know.

She only knew that Mo Shichen seemed to know a lot of messy things, but there were not many things he didn't know, but he might still be able to play when he was a student, and he didn't have that much time after he took over the company, so in the two years after their marriage, in fact, Quite boring, work, work, quarrel, cold war, quarrel.

Mo Shichen looked at her in a daze, squinted his eyes, and smiled lightly, "It seems that our relationship is really not very good, Miss Wen, please forgive me, is our married life harmonious?"

The word "marital life" was bitten slowly, and Wen Yi's age could of course tell what it was referring to.

She raised her face, with a half-hearted smile, "It's not harmonious."

"Oh? If I don't even touch you, then you are really too unattractive."

Wen Yi licked her lips and smiled, "Mr. Li, you may have misunderstood something."

"Um?"

She smiled and said, "The disharmony I'm talking about is your one-sided weakness. The time is too short, and you're over before I feel it... Regarding the matter of pretending to be an orgasm, I think someday I'm not going to work anymore, I can go to work as a voice actor for ****."

Mo Shichen's handsome face became dark under her gentle laughter.

His dark eyes were deep and misty, and his long legs stepped directly in front of her, leaning down neatly, his outline was slightly tense, and the cold temperature oozes out, and he stretched out his hand directly on her body, as if to take off her clothes .

"You really have no morals," Wen Yi teased distastefully and loosely, "I said you promised to sell yourself to me for Li Qianrui's medical expenses so readily, so you must have been lusting after me long ago, right? ?”

The man lowered his eyes, and answered without haste, "Well, it's a very good thing for a person to have self-confidence."

Wen Yi, "..."

"Put your hands away, who will unbutton my clothes? You are so ignorant of the rules, do you want me to send you to a nearby nightclub tomorrow to find a mother who will teach you how to be a cowboy?"

"..."

Mo Shichen's eyebrows still twitched uncontrollably, "Didn't you want me to sleep with you?"

Wen Yi pushed the man away, then buttoned his shirt back, looked sideways at him, "You are more impatient than me."

With a gloomy face, the man said hoarsely, "Take this opportunity to make up for the orgasm Miss Wen didn't enjoy in her married life."

"Tsk, I really want to see what Li Qianrui's expression will be if he hears these words."

Mo Shichen said without changing his face, "You can carry a recorder with you and play it to her when you have the chance."

"..."

Wen Yi was too lazy to quarrel with him, so she stood up from the sofa and said nonchalantly, "Okay, I've tasted your body a long time ago, and I don't want to miss it or taste it again," she lowered her head and squinted. He glanced at the man's increasingly ugly face, and suddenly tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Hey, doesn't Li Qianrui dislike you for being unattractive? You are really her love, I feel ashamed."

The man's breathing suddenly became heavy several times, and the line of his jaw became tense.

Wen Yi looked at his depressed and patient face, turned around in a good mood, and was about to remove the makeup, and then asked the hotel to bring in dinner.