Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi struggled a few more times, but to no avail, "Are you still in pain?"

The man mumbled, "It hurts."

"..."

She slowed down her tone, "You're home, get out of the car, and ask Mother Su to cook you something sober up, and go to bed after drinking."

He hugged her tightly, "No."

"..."

"Mo Shichen, stop making trouble."

The man was indifferent. Apart from holding her tightly, he no longer tried to kiss her or take advantage of her, but his scorching breath sprayed on her neck, tickling her faintly, making her My nerves couldn't stop trembling.

He had a feeling that he wanted to hug her and fall asleep like this.

Wen Yi was helpless, "What will you do before you get out of the car obediently."

He rubbed his head on her shoulder, his voice was hoarse and muffled, contradictory and somewhat sexy, "You stay with me."

"..."

She smelled the alcohol on his body, and warned suspiciously, "Mo Shichen, don't let me find you pretending to be drunk."

That's what she said, but when the man refused to cooperate, she could only compromise and coax him to get out of the car, "Okay, okay, I'll accompany you, let me get out of the car first."

Mo Shichen hugged her, his voice was deep and sexy, exciting, "If you let go, you will run away."

Her heart tightened slightly.

"Don't you want to stay in the car all the time, and it's not comfortable for you to hold me like this."

He said in a low voice, "Then give me a kiss."

"..."

"Didn't you just kiss me?"

"That's me kissing you, I want you to kiss me."

"..."

Wen Yi didn't know what to do, she really didn't want to procrastinate and mess around, so she kissed him on the cheek, "Are you ready?"

"Not the face."

"..."

"You are really annoying."

She didn't notice it herself, but when she said this, she was so angry that she was almost coquettish.

The man didn't speak, but stared at her quietly and deeply, his thin lips were slightly pursed, exuding a seductive aura, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became ambiguous.

Wen Yi looked at his handsome face, and even his eyes became blurred by the light in the car. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was really drunk or sober.

She leaned over, kissed him quickly on the lips, and then turned her face and said, "Okay, if you make trouble again, you can stay in the car by yourself."

"Well," the man touched her face, "you can get off after I get off."

"..."

Wen Yi watched the man turn around, pushed the door open and got out of the car. Although his tall body was crooked a few times as if he was about to stagger and fall, he still managed to stabilize his figure.

After getting out of the car, he walked around the front of the car, walked to the driver's door and opened it, reaching out to her.

Wen Yi said, "Since you can walk, you can go back by yourself. Lend me this car, and I will drive it home... Mo Shichen!"

Before she finished speaking, she was carried out by the man directly.

He looked down at her and said in a hoarse voice, "You just said to accompany me."

"..."

Wen Yi put her hands around his neck, raised her head and approached his handsome face, "Are you really drunk? I think you are quite sober."

"You watch me drink."

"You can drink very well."

He smiled faintly, "I just have strong willpower, and I can't let you run away."

"..."

"Mo Shichen, you don't want to use alcohol to commit murder, do you?"

The man hugged her and walked into the room, smiling hoarsely, "I really don't have the strength anymore."

"You can still hug the princess, I think you are very strong."

"Holding you is of course powerful. If you want it, baby, I will get up to satisfy you no matter what."

"..."

"I am going home."

"I'll let the driver take you later."

"I'm afraid you won't let me go later."

Mo Shichen lowered his head and kissed her face.

He carried her all the way to the master bedroom. During the period, he passed Mama Su who greeted her as usual, "My lord, Miss Wen..."

Wen Yi pulled her lips back into a smile.

However, Mo Shichen didn't seem to notice, he still hugged her with both hands, lowered his head and changed his shoes intuitively.

Mother Su smelled the alcohol on the two of them, and asked, "My lord, do you want the kitchen to make two cups of hangover tea?"

The man turned a deaf ear.

At first Wen Yi thought he was ignoring it, although usually unless he was in a particularly bad mood, he would usually respond, but at this moment he didn't seem to see or hear Mama Su's existence at all.

"Mo Shichen?"

The man responded to her, "Huh?"

"Mother Su asked if you want to make sober tea."

He was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up at Su's mother, as if he just realized that she was standing there, and woke up from a trance, "Cook a cup and send it up."

"Hey, okay."

"..."

Wen Yi blinked, and it wasn't until then that she was sure that the man was really drunk.

Only she knew... There is such a way to get drunk. She really believes that he looks sober because of his strong willpower. The remaining one or two points of consciousness tightly grasped her.

It was just enough to hold her.

Because... afraid of her running away?

After Mo Shichen changed his shoes, he still didn't put her down, so he carried her all the way back to the bedroom.

Wen Yi was also weird and didn't bring it up again or wanted to go home, but just asked, "You only drank so much wine after you recovered from your injury, aren't you afraid of death?"

The man glanced down at her, "Who told you not to persuade me."

"..."

"You drink with the director of Clod-Summer, how can I persuade you?"

"You know you have."

"..."

"Doesn't it hurt when you hug me, doesn't it take effort?"

He replied hoarsely, "It hurts, it's a little hard."

Wen Yi was taken aback, and immediately said, "Then you still don't let me down."

"I'm going to take you to bed."

"..."

Wen Yi reminded him, "You said just now that you have no strength. Also, a man who is really drunk can't do it. If you pretend to be drunk, I will get angry."

He bowed his head and kissed her again, with an inexplicably serious tone, "If you don't do it, you will fall asleep."

"..."

After going upstairs to the short corridor, Mo Shichen kicked open the bedroom door and carried her in.

The door was hooked backwards by him, and it was shut dead with another bang.

Wen Yi was put on the soft big bed by him, which was expected by her, but what she didn't expect was that Mo Shichen hugged her and fell into the quilt together. When he was about to push his shoulder, he turned over automatically and got off her body.

Without the heavy male body, Wen Yi only felt lighter, and then was surprised for a few seconds, he really didn't plan to do anything?

Wen Yi tilted her head, only to realize that the man lying on the bed had closed her eyes, breathing evenly as if she had fallen asleep. She stroked her forehead, smiled and was about to sit up, but only halfway up, her waist was crushed. Only a strong arm encircled it.