Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It? - Chapter 737
Wen Yi smelled the smoke from him—it was so heavy that she couldn’t help but ignore it.
She didn’t want to think about the man’s affairs, but her mind turned automatically, the smell of smoke was so heavy, he might have smoked for a few hours, and then he thought of the time he had just left Shen Yu…
He would never be downstairs all the time, he would come up again when he saw Shen Yu leaving?
She thought about it this way, but she didn’t think deeply about this issue, but replied in a calm voice, “Now is indeed a good time.”
The man’s arm around her waist tightened in vain, almost strangling her bones with such force.
Wen Yi endured it, but his body couldn’t stand his stiffness, and his light and fluttering tone was quite provocative, “Why don’t you say it in front of him?”
He asked in his ear, “Do you really want to see two men fight for you?”
“You came here on purpose, just to tell me, doesn’t Shen Yu love me particularly?”
The man’s hand stroked her hair, and his voice was low and hoarse, “I’m afraid you will be in the hospital in a hurry, madam.”
“He said,” her voice was soft, but her tone was always low, “if I give him a chance to start, he won’t let me down.”
This time, Wen Yi felt the muscles of the man holding her stiff, and even his breathing near his ears became disordered and heavy.
Wen Yi didn’t forcefully break away from this embrace, but just smiled and asked, “Master Mo, what do you think?”
Mo Shichen didn’t answer her, and she didn’t seem to need his answer, so she said to herself in his arms, “I think if I can divorce you, he should be the best choice I can find. …Or, if I didn’t fall in love with you at the time, maybe I should have come together with him logically, get married and have children, and live a life of little gathering but a lot of hope and sweetness…”
“Enough,” the man interrupted her coldly, and the arm around her waist was tightened. “No if, it was me that you loved at the beginning, and again, it’s me that you love.”
“Yes,” she said weakly, “stop pestering me, okay?”
His low voice was almost vague, and it seemed like an illusion, “What if I love you more than him?”
The air seemed to be silent.
Hearing these words, saying that she was absolutely indifferent, it must be false.
She was hugged by him and her face was forced to be buried in his chest. Although this posture seemed intimate, the biggest advantage was that she couldn’t see each other’s expressions.
Her heart seemed to be curled up, and the hands that fell on both sides of her body followed into loose fists.
For a long time, maybe a few seconds, maybe ten seconds, or dozens of seconds, Wen Yi directly misappropriated his last sentence, “Mo Shichen, there is no if.”
“Madam,” he said, “let’s make a bet.”
“You gamble with people, usually ten to get eleven, but I’m not sure, I don’t bet.”
“Bet on whether I can let Mo Shiqian remove your protection.”
Wen Yi did not speak.
“If I win, don’t let me tear it with you again. Go home with me obediently.” He touched her head with his hand, and slowly inserted his fingers through her hair. “If you win, I Return your documents to you, and don’t bother you in any way. Whether you stay in Lancheng and work under Mo Shiqian’s hand, you can go back to Paris to work for Wen’s, and I will never interfere again—”
His low mellow voice gradually became seductive, “Compared with Lancheng, you should want to go back to Paris more? Huh? Your parents are getting older, and your mother has always been reluctant to bear you, not to mention… Shen Yu’s circle is also In Paris, if you want to be with him, two people will end up best in Paris, isn’t it? The family becomes in-laws, lives in close proximity, and the two are in the same house. It would be perfect.”
The winning side of this bet made her very tempted.
She gave up everything and left Paris. Although she was determined to act quickly, it was still compelling. What’s more, when she got here, Mo Shichen still persevered in pestering her, which made her extremely frustrated, even frustrated. To the point of being discouraged.
It couldn’t be better to get rid of him and go back again.
Wen Yi put his hand on his chest, pushed him away, and withdrew from his arms, “I want to think about…” These four words were answered by Shen Yu in the evening, “Mo Shichen , I have to think about it.”
Her mind was a little confused, “It’s late now, and I’m sleepy and tired…I’ll talk about this matter tomorrow.”
“Okay,” he did not continue to be aggressive, he took a few steps back, his handsome face was warm and faint, but when his dark eyes looked at her, there was always a feeling of affection and indulgence, “I will find tomorrow. You… By the way, how about the buns this morning, do you want me to steam some more tomorrow morning?”
After changing the usual, she really wanted to slap him directly. With such a simple bun, you might as well buy a portion at the breakfast shop outside and let people eat it.
But in this situation, she chose the simplest way of saying, “No, do I like to eat buns?”
She just said it casually, and felt that steaming buns was a difficult task, so she deliberately embarrassed him.
Not to mention that she is used to western breakfast, even in China, few people say…I like to eat buns…
Mo Shichen looked down at his hand, still showing a rather disappointed expression on his face, and said lightly, “I also think I have made rapid progress recently, and I can steam a perfect bun after a few more exercises.”
“…” No matter how perfect buns are, they are nothing more than buns. Who can taste the deliciousness of the world?
but……
Out of the corner of Wen Yi’s eyes, he caught a glimpse of the man’s hands. The place where he burned and cut was much better last time, and it was already scarred, but it seemed to have licked the new wound again, making the hands that should have been pretty look a little mottled. .
There was no expression on her face, “Please go back if it’s okay, goodbye.”
Before the man answered, she stepped back, then raised her hand to close the door.
Mo Shichen watched her profile disappear quickly, and his eyebrows drooped when the door was closed. He didn’t even look at him after turning his face away, just disappearing from his sight.
Separated by a door.
Wen Yi stood quietly in the hallway for a long time. She didn’t go back to the house right away. She couldn’t tell what kind of confusion she was wrapped in. The thread in her head was still messy, so she just leaned on the door panel. , And then slowly slid down, and finally sat down on the carpet.
The long corridor outside the door is deep and quiet.
Mo Shichen looked at the closed door in front of him, and had no thought of leaving for a while. His handsome face was extremely pale. After standing for a while, he calmly took out a cigarette, then lit it methodically, and took a long breath. Take a mouthful and spit it out.
He remembered the sentence he blurted out when he held her just now, what if I love you more than him?
In fact, what he wanted to say was, but I love you more than him.
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