Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi looked at him, and then at the closed door of the ward, with a smile on his face again, and said in a lazy voice, "It's already here, why don't you go and see Miss Li? I don't think she has anything to love. It looks like, maybe I didn't figure it out, and followed her father... Then I have to add one thing to my life experience in the future-the father and daughter who forced the death of my husband's savior."

Mo Shichen looked at her with a funny face, pinched her cheek with his fingers, and said lightly, "I'm here to pick you up."

"Oh..." Wen Yi pulled out her tone and let him hold it lightly, "Master Mo, when I'm not there, you go to the airport to pick him up. Once I'm here, there's a door You don't even go to visit, to be honest, your behavior... is too deliberate, and people don't think you have a guilty conscience."

Mo Shichen looked down at her, withdrew his hand, nodded and smiled, "Okay, I'll go in and say hello, I'll take you to dinner later, wait for me for a minute."

Wen Yi showed him a smiling face, then raised her wrist as a gesture, "The timer starts, don't wait when it's over."

"..."

He glanced at her, let go of his arms around her waist, walked to the door, twisted the handle and walked in.

Li Qianrui still maintained the posture she had when Wen Yi left. When someone came in, she seemed not to hear anything at all, sitting quietly like a sculpture.

Mo Shichen stood in the center of the ward, looking at her silent and slender figure silently. After about twenty seconds, his voice broke the tomb-like silence, "Take a good rest these two days, and the day after tomorrow you Father is buried, I will pick you up in the morning."

She didn't speak, didn't respond.

"Qianrui," the man said flatly, "I know you feel sad and hopeless now, but don't get overwhelmed, it has no meaning other than depriving yourself of your life."

Li Qianrui finally moved, she turned her head, with dry tears on her face, no tears in her eyes, empty, she smiled and said, "You are telling me, if I commit suicide like my father, you will not Will regret or feel guilty about it, so I don't have to do it?"

"Yes," the man's beautiful thin lips spit out a word without haste, he looked at the hope floating in her eyes, and finished the rest of the sentence with the same tone, "but it won't be long, the longer the time, the better it will be." By chance, until I can no longer remember."

The gleam in Li Qianrui's eyes instantly went out.

Mo Shichen looked away, turned and left.

After closing the door, he looked at the woman leaning against the wall, staring down at her watch, and smiled, "Madam, if you really plan to leave your husband behind to be with another woman after I've been there for a minute, then Are you going to leave like this?"

"Fifty-four seconds," Wen Yi dropped her left hand back to her side, looked up at him, and smiled slightly, "Of course I can't, I have to wait for the eldest son to come out, then shake off my displeased face, and then get angry. leave."

"Then do I have to come out seven seconds late to give my wife a chance to show off?"

She glanced at him lazily, and then yawned unconsciously. The sleepiness hit her and she frowned. Before Mo Shichen could react, she had already taken two steps forward, wrapping her arms around him. She hugged the man's waist, buried her head in his chest, and muttered, "I'm sleepy, and I'm also hungry."

This movement of hers made Mo Shichen's heart soften in vain, as if something had collapsed slightly, he hugged her back with his back, and asked softly, "Eat first or sleep first?"

"do not know."

He smiled and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to eat something you like, and then go back to take a shower and sleep."

"Um."

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When I came to Jiangcheng again, I felt that the present is not what it used to be, and things are different and people are different.

Mo Shichen dismissed the driver and drove by himself. He said he would take her to the restaurant where she had a "blind date" a few months ago, to make up for the meal she wanted to eat but lost her appetite after the conversation.

Wen Yi sat on the co-pilot, propped her head casually, and while aimlessly scanning the scenery outside the car window, she propped her chin and teased him, "The eldest son has returned to this place, and everyone has become down-to-earth. Driving, and condescending to go to a restaurant to eat."

The man turned his head to look at her, curled his lips and said, "I thought you liked it very much, and you would find it sweet."

Wen Yi did not hesitate to give her affirmation, "Not bad."

"Be realistic."

"Drive well, and I'll give you the actual one when you get off the car."

Mo Shichen hummed, looked ahead, and concentrated on driving. After a while, the curvature of the corners of his lips was restrained, and the expression on his face gradually returned to indifference. There was even a bit of indescribable gloom between his brows and eyes.

It's just that Wen Yi was indeed a little sleepy due to jet lag, so she closed her eyes and took a nap for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously, until the car suddenly slowed down, and she was suddenly awakened.

Then the handsome and silent face of the man in the driver's seat came into her sight.

She was slightly stunned, but said nothing. After the speed of the car stabilized, she closed her eyes again.

The man driving the car was probably immersed in his own thoughts, and his absent-minded divergence prevented him from noticing that the woman beside him fell asleep and woke up again.

The car stopped in front of the restaurant. Mo Shichen took off his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car, walked around the front of the car and walked to the side of the passenger door, opened the door, and raised his lips with a hint of pampering. Reach out to her.

It is around 5 o'clock in the evening, and it is slightly earlier than the meal time, so there are few people and cars outside the restaurant, but in this season of this place, although the sunset does not have Xishan, it is just above the sea level.

The color of the sunset is orange-red, which is very beautiful.

Covering his slender and handsome figure, what was missing fell on her face and hair.

Wen Yi got out of the car, and when her foot hit the ground, the car door was closed by the man's outstretched arm.

He naturally led her, turned around and walked into the restaurant.

But she stood where she was, refusing to move.

Mo Shichen turned to look at her.

Because of Jiangcheng's geographical location, even in early winter, the temperature is not too low. Wen Yi wore a mid-length fringed cardigan sweater, and her shoulder-length short hair was a little messed up by the sea breeze. The smell of fireworks, the hand was held in his palm, and the eyes just looked at him like this.

He turned around and took a step towards her, his tall body almost blocked the sea wind for her, waving her hair with his fingers, and sighed softly, "You haven't had enough sleep, so you're depressed and want to lose your temper?"

"Mo Shichen," she no longer called him Mr. Mo as she did when teasing or mocking.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, and his increasingly deep gaze locked on her face.

She said quietly, "Don't coax me just to coax me, tell me your truth, do you feel that my appearance here makes you embarrassed and tired, because you have to pack up and hide your sadness to accompany me, It wears you out."