Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

The pupils of Wen Yi's eyes slowly focused, but she was still a little distracted when looking at him, and she didn't know if she was really looking at him, or if she was "watching" him and thinking about other things.

Just when Mo Shichen thought she was going to express his resistance to him in this way, she sat up slowly while holding her forehead. Maybe it was because she just got up, or because she hadn't drank water for too long, so her voice was a little bit Dumb and still a little astringent, she hummed and said, "Order, I'll go wash up."

She didn't even look at him after she finished speaking, and she got out of bed to look for shoes after she lifted the quilt.

Mo Shichen had already stepped back from the bed before her, and looked down at her from the side, "Let's go to the restaurant outside."

She put on slippers on her feet, brushed out the hair that had fallen into her clothes, drooping her eyelids, as if she hadn't woken up, "I don't want to go."

The man was quiet, but still restrained his emotions, and spoke to her in the most gentle tone, "The food in the hotel tastes average, and the environment in the restaurant is better."

She didn't even look at him, and walked straight past him towards the bathroom, leaving only a faint sentence, "I'll just eat something, if you don't want to eat in the hotel, you can go out by yourself."

Wen Yi didn't change her clothes after washing. She was still wearing a nightgown and a long shawl. The water on her face was still wet, and her hair might have been combed with her fingers. Although it wasn't messy, it was similar to her Usually close to meticulous neatness, there are still obvious gaps.

Naturally, it was impossible for Mo Shichen to leave alone to go to the restaurant. He stood on the balcony outside the living room, looking down at the bustling river view calmly. He didn't turn around until there was a slight movement behind him. in the living room.

"Lunch has been ordered, and it should be delivered later."

She hummed without raising her head, then sat on the sofa, didn't turn on the TV, didn't go to get the magazines on the coffee table, even her mobile phone seemed to be left in the bedroom and she didn't take it out, because she didn't put the mobile phone in her clothes place, and she was empty-handed.

She just sat like this, not as sluggish and sluggish as before, but she also didn't follow the elegant sitting posture that had long been used to.

With her eyes closed, she let her body lean against the back of the sofa without saying a word, she was waiting for the sake of waiting, and she didn't show any expression of impatience, but even so, she still clearly conveyed a feeling of lethargy meaning.

Mo Shichen stood by the door between the balcony and the living room and watched her for a long time, his handsome brows were deeply furrowed, and his thin lips were unconsciously pursed.

He walked towards her with long legs, sat down beside her, and asked her in a low voice, "Are you sad that I forced you last night?"

Wen Yi opened her eyes, looked at him calmly for a while, and asked, "Do I look sad?"

She did not feel that she was in a very sad state of mind.

Mo Shichen looked into her eyes, met her gaze, and then said, "How did you sleep so far today?"

She propped her head on her elbows, half-closed her eyes, and said in a casual tone, "Thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing to do. Sleeping is comfortable and passes the time, isn't it great?"

After a moment of silence, he still asked, "Aren't you looking for Mo Shiqian?"

Wen Yi raised her head to look at him, then smiled vaguely, "Isn't it just what you want?"

"In that case," he sat beside her, and naturally what he saw was her side face, "come back to Paris with me, and let's stop fighting?"

Her faint smile deepened, and then she replied calmly and indifferently, "Get me back if you have the ability, don't expect me to be willing."

She really planned to go to Mo Shiqian last night, but for some reason, after being pressured by him for two rounds, she seemed to lose her energy. She didn't want to do what she could or should do. I did it, I would rather lie on the bed with the quilt rolled up and sleep endlessly.

Nothing to think about, nothing to face.

It's also pretty good.

Although he had vaguely felt something last night, Mo Shichen was not sure until now that this woman seemed to use her dullness and lethargy to erect a new barrier between them.

The lunch was quickly delivered by the hotel waiter, and Wen Yi got up and sat in the restaurant.

All the food she likes is what she likes to eat. The food in this hotel is indeed very ordinary as Mo Shichen said. It is not particularly delicious, but it is not unpalatable. The look of eating is very slow and very little.

Because he was in China, he ordered Chinese food, and she tried every dish, barely finishing a small bowl of rice.

During the whole process, she didn't look at him, nor said a word to him.

After the meal, she put down the tableware, went to the study with her mobile phone and called Mother Wen for ten minutes. The door was just closed casually. Her voice was not high. Mo Shichen stood outside the door for a while, and did not continue to steal. listen.

After finishing the call, she poured herself a glass of warm water. After drinking it three times, she put down the glass and went to the bedroom——

Mo Shichen stood by the sofa and stopped her, "Wen Yi."

She stopped in her tracks, looked back at him, didn't speak, but asked indifferently, what's the matter?

"Don't tell me, you're going to sleep again."

She looked away, turned and continued walking into the bedroom.

Mo Shichen's pupils shrank, and his long legs chased after him in a few strides. He grabbed her arm from behind and pulled her around. When he spoke again, his tone was heavy and grim, with a bit of joyful expression on his face. , "Wen Yi."

"how?"

"What are you doing in the bedroom again?" There was nothing in it except the bed, and she didn't even turn over her own suitcase except when she was going through the clothes.

"Sleep, take a nap after lunch," she said lazily, with a silent smile on her lips, "Didn't you tell me not to tell me, so why bother to ask me?"

He pinched her jaw with his fingers, and paused every word in a calm voice, "You did it on purpose, huh?"

"What am I doing on purpose?" She seemed very puzzled, and said amusedly, "Is it bothering you even if I sleep?"

He stared at her, and said in a flat tone, "Too much sleep is not good for your health."

She replied lightly, "I can't do this or that. If you want to be healthy, you may not be happy if you live a few more years."

Mo Shichen didn't speak for a while, only the gloomy brow revealed his displeasure at the moment.

But Wen Yi didn't care, he didn't speak, so she turned and went back to the bedroom.

When she walked in and was about to close the door with her backhand, the man pushed the door panel against it like last night. He lost the patience to talk to her with nice words, and the strength carried in his bones was revealed in his warm and calm tone. "No more sleep, either, I will accompany you to go out for a walk, you can go wherever you want, or you can just get up, read a book, watch a movie and play other things, you can sit still, but you are not allowed to continue to sleep."