Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi felt that she would never be his opponent in terms of physical strength, she looked at his almost perfect jawline, gritted her teeth and said, "Mo Shichen, I want to break up with you peacefully, do you have to tear my face apart? "

The man laughed outright when he heard this.

Mo Shichen pinched her chin with his fingertips, and said with a low smile, "It's interesting for you to say that, since you don't want to follow me, why should I keep my face? To be your friend or not? Little buddy?" The strength of the man's fingers became heavier, causing her to feel some pain, and the smile deepened, "I don't need friends, and I don't like to be friends with my ex-wife, Wen Yi, you can either be my woman, or , is my enemy—”

Wen Yi's eyes widened instantly, and then the man attacked her lips faster and harder.

She pushed and resisted, but in vain, the clothes were ripped off one by one by him, and then fell to the ground.

While pinching her chin, he forced her to lift up to accept his kiss, robbed her of breath, swept away her thinking ability, let the strong pure masculine breath pour in, drowning her sense of taste and smell.

The man was extremely patient, while teasing and attacking her sensory world, he forcefully stripped off all the coverings on her body.

Wen Yi's whole body is tense, as a woman, her physical strength is always limited, no matter what she does, it's hard to shake his figure, she only regrets that she didn't keep her nails, otherwise there would be sharp weapons that could ruthlessly pierce this man's flesh Among them, even if it does not cause any influential injuries, at least the heart

Mo Shichen naturally felt her resistance, he ended the kiss, locked her face with his cold eyes from a short distance away, his thin lips were pressed into a ruthless straight line, and he clasped her waist. Pressing her body back, she was about to...

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Boom, boom... boom."

The sound of Wen Yi opening her mouth to speak was swallowed by the man's kiss, and she could only stare at him with reddish eyes.

Su's mother's voice sounded outside the door, "Ma'am... Ma'am, are you there? You told the kitchen to cook the supper for the eldest son."

Wen Yi's hands clenched into fists, and hit the man's chest and shoulders indiscriminately, but to no avail.

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes, the bottom of his long and narrow pupils was stained with blood red, he seemed to be crazy out of shackles, but his eyes were extremely calm, he even lowered his head and leaned towards her, lifting her face to her ear, burning hot Her breath was sprayed in her cochlea, it was hot and itchy.

The voice was low and cold, and full of sarcasm, "What are you staring at me for? We are husband and wife. This is our bedroom. Even if you want to leave, we are still husband and wife now. Besides, this is not the first time we have It was bumped into."

Wen Yi was aroused by his tone of anger, but there was nowhere to explode, so she could only turn her head and bite down hard.

Outside the door, seeing that no one opened the door after waiting for a while, Mama Su knocked on the door suspiciously and tentatively, "Eldest Young Master?"

The lights in the bedroom are on, so there's always someone in there, right?

In normal times, Mother Su usually knocked on the door and didn't respond, and she probably wouldn't knock again, but because Wen Yi had ordered her to prepare the rear end and bring it up, although she was a little afraid of disturbing the master's good deeds, she was also afraid that it would be herself. Think too much.

Su's mother was wondering whether this couple was Xiao Biesheng's newlyweds after the Cold War, and she couldn't hold it for a while... The door suddenly shook.

"..."

At first, Mama Su thought that she was too old to see it wrong, and then stared at the door in front of her for a long time before confirming that the door panel was indeed moving in a way that the naked eye might not be able to notice, as if someone was... …

Mother Su hurried away with the snack in her hand.

Indoors, brightly lit.

"Mo Shichen..."

She was thrown into the middle of the soft mattress by him, and the man naturally followed closely, his heavy body covering her body, and they kissed together throughout the process.

Wen Yi grabbed the quilt under her body with her fingers, looked at the man on top of her, couldn't push her away, and simply stopped wasting her efforts, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you breaking up?"

There was a sneer in his eyes, his breathing was slightly disordered, but he was still calm and leisurely, "What if it is?"

"I don't mind having a breakup with you, if you can break up cleanly after you're done."

A cold and mocking word escaped between his teeth, "Oh."

After that, he pinched her lips again and kissed her more deeply and fiercely.

Wen Yi couldn't beat him, and didn't bother to resist, but when his kiss stretched to her neck and continued to go down, she half-closed her eyes and asked lazily, "Why, do you think you have the ability to spend the rest of your life?" Are you bullying me on the bed?"

He paused, kissed her lips again, and after kissing for a while, he moved away a little bit, his thin lips pressed against hers, and said word by word in a hoarse voice, "If I can't even get the woman I want, I will These powerful positions today are not ridiculous, those who envy Clod-Summer's position as president, what are they envious of, huh?"

His voice was extremely low, as if it came from his throat, and only she could hear it. Although she was the only one here, Wen Yi was still shocked by the arrogance in his words, her pupils shrank, and she opened her mouth to speak. But his lips were blocked by a deeper and longer kiss, and he couldn't speak anymore.

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No matter how much she resisted, she was still lingering in the middle of the night

Mo Shichen didn't have much energy and stamina at first, because for nearly half a month, he was busy with company affairs during the day, and had to constantly negotiate with the people who were looking for Li Qianrui. He was not used to Wen Yi's absence at night. , so I didn't sleep very well, and even often didn't eat, my body should be tired.

But this tiredness could not hold back his endless desire to plunder and possess.

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Wen Yi hadn't been tossed about for a long time, and when she woke up the next morning and opened it, she felt sore all over her body. She put her hand on her forehead, tilted her head casually, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man standing in front of the French window.

He has washed and dressed neatly, with ironed and straight trousers on his lower body and a dark blue shirt on his upper body. He has a tall and straight figure, a little more stern and lonely than usual.

It was only when his arms were hanging down that she saw a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke just dispersed slowly.

Enduring the soreness, she slowly sat up and was about to speak. The man probably sensed her movement keenly, and while holding the cigarette back to his lips, he turned around and looked down from a distance of two meters. looking at her on the bed.

The four eyes are facing each other.

Wen Yi turned her head, but there was no sign of anger, but her voice was still cold, "It seems that you are just waiting for me to wake up, and you have something to tell me."