Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Seeing that she was still for a while, Mo Shichen called her again, "Yi'er?"

The low and slightly confused tone seemed to have really not noticed her eyes, and just looked at her deeply and secretly.

Wen Yi took a deep breath, withdrew her gaze and continued with her hands, helping him take off his shirt.

There was no bandage on his wound, and there was a shallow layer of scab where the bullet penetrated, but it hadn't fully healed yet, and it was indeed likely to return to its original shape if it was soaked in water.

After throwing away the shirt, she got up and turned away, "Take off your pants yourself."

The man said in a low voice, "I won't."

"..."

"Mo Shichen, don't push yourself too hard, take it off quickly."

After saying this, she turned around again.

He stopped talking, and what responded to her was silence, not even the sound of water ripples.

She waited for about a minute, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned her head to look at him, and then realized that what this man was like just now is what he looks like now.

Wen Yi was really annoyed by his behavior, she gritted her teeth and said coldly, "You don't want to take it off, you don't want to wash it, if you have the ability, just sit in the bathtub all night."

After saying this, she walked out with a breath of air.

She didn't forget to put the doorknob on when she went out, and then slammed the door so hard that the whole bedroom shook.

However, other than that, it was completely quiet, and the man didn't express anything.

After Wen Yi rushed out of the bathroom, she threw herself straight onto the big bed. Even so, the lingering anger still persisted. She turned over and rolled back and forth several times, almost from the head to the end of the bed. Even so, she couldn't calm down.

That man clearly did it on purpose. He followed this routine from beginning to end. He could say such shameless things as not knowing how to take off his clothes and not taking a bath.

She closed her eyes and made up her mind not to talk to him.

Five minutes later, she calmed down a bit.

Ten minutes later, she realized that something was wrong. Why did she consciously stay in his bedroom? Could it be that she was really waiting for him to come out after taking a shower? Just now when she was about to leave, he hugged her around the waist, but now there is no one to stop her.

Thinking of this, she immediately sat up. Just as she was about to get up and go out, she remembered that she was wearing a bathrobe, and it was a man's bathrobe. Her clothes were still in the bathroom, and they were wet .

She thought about it, when she left the manor, she didn't pack much. If Mo Shichen hadn't specifically ordered the servant to clean up and throw away her things, there should be her clothes in the cloakroom.

The person had already walked to the door, and held the doorknob to open the door, but the raised foot still didn't step out for no reason.

After a few seconds, it was taken back instead.

She closed the door, sat back on the bed, and raised her wrist to look at her watch.

Half an hour passed with no movement.

An hour passed, still no movement.

Wen Yi closed her eyes, opened them half a minute later, and smiled to herself, okay, he's really good, he's ruthless, he won.

When she pushed open the bathroom door again, the man sitting in the water just opened his eyes and looked up at her.

When the four eyes met, she really couldn't tell whether those black eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well on a moonlit night, were blurred or awake.

Wen Yi said in an emotionless voice, "I thought you were asleep."

There was a strange arc on the corner of his lips, he stared straight at her, and said hoarsely, "I fell asleep, but the water became cold, which woke me up."

"It's not that I'm afraid that I'll go away. I didn't forget to grab me when I fell asleep. I just sat in the water like this and didn't worry that I would go away."

Mo Shichen looked at her for a while, then pulled his lips and smiled gently, "I'm going to catch a cold, if you don't want to ignore it, then it's pointless for me to force you to stay tonight, I'll work harder tomorrow."

Wen Yi pursed her lips and didn't speak for a while.

She went in anyway and bent down to touch the water in the bathtub. It had been an hour and the water couldn't be colder.

"You take off your pants, and I'll put the water on you again."

This time he responded briefly and neatly, "Well, good."

The man came out of the bathtub, stepped on the ground with bare feet, stood aside, lowered his head, untied his belt, and took off the trousers that were out of the water.

Wen Yi drained the water in the bathtub, and then refilled half of the bathtub with hot water.

Before Wen Yi could react to the sound of clothes being thrown to the side, the man hugged her from behind, "Yi'er."

"You're cold and wet. I've already taken a shower. Don't hug me."

He leaned his chin on her shoulder and smiled lowly, "I thought you were gone."

He even heard the door open.

Wen Yi stared at the water being released and the slowly gathering heat, "If I leave, when do you plan to get out of the bathtub?"

"I don't know, I probably figured it out as soon as I figured it out."

He just didn't want to move for a while, too much alcohol made him paralyzed, a little drunk and tired, if he didn't need to wake up, he just wanted to rest, even if he was sitting in cold water, but he didn't really feel anything.

"You take a bath. If you insist on me washing, I might splash water on your wound and make a fuss all night. If you are tired, I will be tired too. I will wait for you outside."

"Not going?"

"If I want to leave, I just left."

"it is good."

The man's slender fingers plucked the hair around her ears, then lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, "Go find a nightgown and change into it, the bathrobe is wet by me."

Wen Yi didn't answer, she pushed his hand away and walked out quietly.

Fifteen minutes later.

Because Mo Shichen's bathrobe was worn off by Wen Yi, he could only pull a bath towel around his waist and walked out.

The headlights in the bedroom were turned off, leaving only two dimly colored bedside lamps by the bed.

The slender figure of a woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Mo Shichen looked at her, his eyes suddenly darkened, his breathing became heavy, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but when he saw the fireworks flickering between her fingers, he suddenly frowned.

Most of Wen Yi's hair was blown dry, but maybe she was impatient, so there was still a little bit of dampness, she didn't follow his advice to find a nightgown, but took out a white men's shirt from the closet Put it on casually.

Cool and sexy.

It could have been extremely pleasing to the eye and heart, especially what it means when a woman is willing to take the initiative to wear men's clothes, it goes without saying.

If she didn't have a cigarette in her hand.

She stood there, as if admiring the night view outside the window, smoking casually and skillfully.

Mo Shichen's long legs immediately stepped onto her body, wrapped her around her waist with one hand, and took her into his arms, while with the other hand, he skillfully snatched the cigarette between her fingers and extinguished it.

He stared down at her face, his voice was tense, "Why do you smoke?"

Wen Yi seemed to realize that he came out when he met her, looked up at his handsome face, and then at the half cigarette he took away, with a nonchalant expression on her face, "It's boring, just right Seeing the cigarette and lighter you still had beside the bed, I lit one, so it doesn't take such a big reaction, does it?"