Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss - Chapter 812

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Seeing her half-move, Mo Shichen called her again, “Well?”

The low, slightly perplexed tone seemed to be unaware of her eyes, just watching her deeply.

Wen Yan took a deep breath, took his eyes off and continued his movements, helping him take off his shirt.

There was no bandage on his wound, and there was a layer of shallow crickets where the bullet penetrated, but it hadn’t fully grown, and it would probably have returned to its original shape if soaked in water.

She tossed her shirt and turned away. “Take off your pants.”

The man’s voice was low. “I won’t.”

“…”

“Mo Shichen, you don’t have to go in. Hurry up.”

With that said, she turned away again.

He stopped talking, and there was silence in response to her, not even a sound of water ripples.

She waited for about a minute, and finally could not bear to look back at him, and found out what the man looked like just now, and still looks like it.

Wen Yan really annoyed his virtue, biting his teeth in a cold voice, “love to take off, love to wash or not, you have the ability to sit in the bathtub for one night.”

Her Majesty’s words went up with her spirits.

She didn’t forget to bring the doorknob when she went out, and then slammed the door heavily, causing the entire bedroom to shake.

However, besides that, it was completely quiet, and the man showed nothing.

After rushing out of the bathroom, Wen Min straightly fell on the big bed. Even so, he was still angry, and rolled back and forth several times, almost rolling from the bed to the end of the bed. Even then he couldn’t calm down.

The man was deliberately intentional. From the beginning to the end, this routine was such a shame that he would not take off his clothes or take a shower. He could also say that it ’s true that his face is gradually thickening through the city walls.

She closed her eyes and resolved to ignore him.

Five minutes passed and she calmed down.

Ten minutes later, she realized that there was something wrong. Why did she stay in his bedroom consciously, did she really have to wait for him to come out of the shower? He hung her waist just now when she was leaving, and now no one stopped her.

Thinking of it that way, she immediately sat up in a bone. As soon as she thought of going out, she remembered that she was wearing a bathrobe and a man’s bathrobe. Her clothes were still in the bathroom and were wet. .

She thought about it. When she left the manor, she didn’t pack much. If Mo Shichen didn’t order the servant to clean up and throw her things out, there should be her clothes in the cloakroom.

The man had come to the door and held the doorknob to open the door, but his raised feet still went out inexplicably.

A few seconds later, it was closed.

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

Half an hour passed without any movement.

An hour passed and still nothing happened.

Wen Yan closed his eyes and opened it after half a minute. Wu Zi smiled okay. He did, he was cruel, he won.

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

When the four eyes are opposite, she really can’t tell whether these dark eyes, which are as deep as the moonlight ancient well, are blurred or sober.

Wen Huan said with an emotionless voice, “I thought you were asleep.”

The corners of his lips were strangely curved, staring straight at her, and said husky, “I fell asleep, but the water became cold, and made me awake.”

“I’m not afraid that I will leave. I didn’t forget to drag me when I fell asleep. I just sat in the water and didn’t worry about me leaving.”

Mo Shichen looked at her for a while, then smiled slowly, holding her lips, “I will catch a cold. If you are willing to let it go, then I have no intention of forcing you tonight, and I will continue to work hard tomorrow.”

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

She walked in and leaned down to touch the water in the bathtub. It had been an hour, and the water couldn’t get any colder.

“You took off your pants, and I’ll refill you.”

This time he responded neatly, “Well, okay.”

The man came out of the bathtub, stepped on the ground barefoot, stood aside and lowered his belt to untie the trousers that brought out the water.

Wen Ying drained the water from the bathtub, and then refilled most of the hot water in the bathtub.

The sound of the clothes being tossed to the side, Wen Ying was hugged from behind by the man before he responded, “Well.”

“You’re cold and wet, I’ve taken a shower, don’t hold me.”

His chin rested on her shoulder and smiled lowly, “I thought you were gone.”

He heard the sound of opening the door.

Wen Ye looked at the water being put out and the hot air that slowly gathered, “If I go, when are you going to come out of the bathtub.”

“I don’t know, maybe it came out.”

He just didn’t want to move for a while. He was paralyzed and intoxicated by too much alcohol. If he didn’t need to be awake, he just wanted to rest, even if he was sitting in cold water, but he didn’t feel much.

“You can take a shower. If you let me wash it, I might spill water on your wound. After a night of trouble, I’m tired if you get tired. I’ll wait for you outside.”

“Not going?”

“I’m leaving just now.”

“it is good.”

The man’s slender fingers poked the hair in her ears, and bowed her head to kiss her, “Go and find a nightdress to put on, and my bathrobe got wet.”

Wen Yan didn’t answer, and let go of his hand and went out quietly.

Fifteen minutes later.

Mo Shichen was worn out by Wen Ying because of his bathrobe. He could only pull a towel and walked out around his waist.

The bedroom’s headlights were turned off, leaving only two dimly painted bedside lamps on the bedside.

The woman’s slender figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Mo Shichen looked at her, her eyes darkened suddenly, her breathing was sinking, her throat knot rolled up and down, but she suddenly frowned when she saw the fireworks that suddenly disappeared between her fingers.

Most of Wen Wen’s hair was dry, but she may be impatient, so there was still two or three minutes of wetness. Instead of listening to him, she went to find a nightdress, but drew a white men’s shirt from the wardrobe Feel free to put it on.

Cool and sexy.

It could have been extremely pleasing to the eye and pleasing, especially when a woman is willing to wear a man’s clothes, which goes without saying.

If she had no cigarette in her hand.

She stood there, as if admiring the night view outside the window, and smoking was careless and adept.

Mo Shichen’s long legs immediately stepped onto her body, one hand wrapped around her waist and put her into her arms, and the other hand cleverly snatched the smoke between her fingers and annihilated it.

He stared down at her face, his voice tense, “Why smoke?”

Wen Ying seemed to realize that he came out when he met her. He looked up at his handsome face and looked at the half cigarette taken away by him. The expression on his face was indifferent, “boring, just right I saw a cigarette and lighter still on the bedside, so I ordered one. Do n’t need such a big response? ”