Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shichen looked at her steadfastly, half a minute passed amidst the noise of the sea breeze.

Then, he nodded slowly, and his rustling tone was a little weak, "It took me a lot of effort to coax you to this extent, and I don't want our relationship to return to its original state because of other people's affairs."

Mo Shichen took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "I know they hurt you, and you don't like them. After this matter is settled, I won't come here again, nor will I What will it have to do with them again, I'm sorry, you can bear with it for a few more days, okay?"

She stayed quietly in his arms, neither moving nor expressing anything.

His chin rested on her shoulder, "Wen Yi, most people in this world are not purely good or purely evil, such as Qianrui's father, he is selfish, he does not hesitate to hurt others for his daughter, He is also cowardly, he knows what his daughter did wrong, but he is unable to correct her, so he acts as an accomplice, but..."

The man clasped her waist harder and harder, "When I first woke up, they treated me very well. I don't remember what kind of father my father was, but Qianrui's father, since I woke up, To begin with, he has almost no reservations about me. After I woke up, I couldn't get out of bed for a month, and I couldn't do anything for two or three months. When you came to Jiangcheng, I was considered to have recovered. It was the first time I went to sea , During this period of time, I can’t give them any help, and it’s still a burden. They want to make money to find a doctor for me, and try to supplement my nutrition. Three meals..."

"He is a selfish old man, a cowardly and unprincipled father, but because of this, I can't directly erase the care they have given me with all their strength, the family affection I have really felt, and the love I have received , he is dead, he has his own responsibility, Qianrui's responsibility, and mine. "

"You're right, I have to put aside these heavy feelings when I'm with you, because my guilt and feelings for them will hurt you and jeopardize the relationship we have built with great difficulty during this time. I can't, but I will be tired."

He didn't intend to show these obscure and complicated thoughts, but Wen Yi was still too sensitive after all, or in other words, she loved him for too long, and she was almost conditioned sensitive to his emotions.

With such a hugging posture, Wen Yi couldn't see the expression on his face, but for the first time, she felt that he had taken off the mask he was used to carrying.

Her face was pressed against his chest, and her heartbeat could be heard clearly and powerfully.

After he finished speaking, Wen Yi raised her head from the man's arms, grabbed the shirt on his chest and pulled his head down to her, her lips pressed against his thin lips.

She only kissed once, didn't go deep, and separated when the man wanted to turn back unconditionally.

"Won't it make you feel better if you pour out some depressed thoughts?"

Mo Shichen stared at her, as if studying her emotions.

"I thought it would be shameful for you to hide your secrets, but in fact, there are times when you can't hold back anymore," she sneered at him mercilessly. I understand you, you say you are boring or not."

"..."

He lowered his eyes and looked at her silently, looking at the hair on her face blown by the sea breeze, he wanted to laugh a little, his heart softened a lot, and the haze and dust accumulated in his heart seemed to be blown away by the sea breeze Blow lightly.

Wen Yi looked at his stretched eyebrows and kissed him again.

This time, Mo Shichen held the back of her head without hesitation, and deepened the kiss against the guest.

After the kiss was over, he leaned against her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Sleep in my room at night, no, when you get back to the hotel later, you go directly to take a shower, and I'll take your luggage to my room."

"That won't work. What should my sister-in-law do? She can't be left alone."

The man came to a conclusion indifferently but indisputably, "My woman should sleep with me, who cares who's woman."

Wen Yi, "..."

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Wen Yi was very hungry, and the taste of this restaurant was really simple and delicious. She ate two small bowls of rice. After the meal, the two drove back to the hotel. Mo Shichen half-coaxed and half-forcedly brought the woman back to him. Customized presidential suite.

After shutting her in the bathroom and hearing the sound of water in the shower, he went downstairs again to pick up the luggage from Ye Siran.

Ye Siran was already upset when he was woken up by the doorbell, but when he knew Mo Shichen's intention, he immediately...

"what?"

? ? ?

Mo Shichen repeated with a patient smile, "She slept with me."

Ye Siran's eyes widened, "Why?"

"Mrs. Wen Shao," the man said, "when you were sleeping with your husband, someone asked why?"

"..."

"But she came with me!"

"She has to sleep with me if she comes with the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu."

"...But if I sleep in a hotel alone, I will be scared."

Mo Shichen was unmoved, Wen Yi's suitcase hadn't been opened yet, he could leave after picking it up, and only said lightly, "That's your husband's business."

"!!!"

He's still in Paris!

Ye Siran was very angry, but anger was powerless. She really didn't expect that her sister-in-law, who usually seemed reserved and indifferent, would do something like a man abandoning his companion.

He also laughed at her for being a husband control, she left her husband to accompany her to Jiangcheng all the way, who is the husband control!

Sinkhole!

………………

After taking a shower, Wen Yi climbed into bed and fell asleep. She was so sleepy that she didn't have the energy to argue with Mo Shichen whether she should accompany him or Ye Siran. He fell asleep right away.

Mo Shichen simply sorted Wen Yi's luggage in the living room, then went to the balcony to call the subordinates here to confirm the process of Li's father's funeral, and then told the people here to arrange suitable and long-term development jobs for Li Qianrui , and the three-bedroom apartment he promised to buy for her.

The next day will be buried.

He thought for a while, then called Kang Ding and asked him to book the plane ticket for the night after tomorrow. He planned to take Wen Yi back to Paris after the funeral. Before leaving, he had to make all the arrangements. .

it's getting dark.

Mo Shichen put his hands on the railing of the balcony, his expression was submerged in the darkness, and he looked at the sea which he couldn't see clearly.

This sea is familiar to him, and even the air smells familiar to him. He has stayed here several times longer than Paris, and thought he would stay for a lifetime.

Probably won't come again in the future, he thought calmly, then turned and went back to the master bedroom.

The woman on the bed was lying sideways. He walked over, bent his knees and got on the bed, and gently took her body into his arms.