Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, and his tone returned to his indifference, "So, you have given up the thought of breaking up because of this matter."

Chi Huan looked at him, unable to say a word.

"Continue to eat, the food is going to be cold."

"Oh."

After realizing it, Chi Huan replied with such a simple word.

When I lowered my head to eat the food, I finally remembered something, looked up at him, "Why don't you eat?"

Mo Shiqian looked down at her small face, pulled his lips slightly, showing a slight arc, his expression eased a lot, and with a hmm, he picked up his chopsticks.

The two ate at an inconvenient small table.

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After the meal, the man packed up his things, and Chi Huan went to the bathroom to take a simple shower.

Lie back on the bed again.

When Mo Shiqian returned to the bedroom, he saw her lying sideways on the bed, neither reading a book nor watching videos on the ipad, just staring out the window, as if in a daze.

He frowned and walked over, attached himself, put his hands on her waist, and said softly, "I only slept in the afternoon, why did I sleep again so early?"

"I want to lie in the quilt, it's comfortable."

Freud believed that sleeping was an act of escapism, emulating the state of a baby curled up in the womb.

The man's hand stroked her cheek, "I installed a home theater, but I haven't used it yet. If you don't want to do anything now, I'll accompany you to the movies, okay?"

She was silent for a few seconds, but still refused, "I'm not in the mood."

"I want to see, you accompany me."

"You don't like watching movies."

"You didn't watch horror movies before, didn't you bother me to watch them with you recently?"

She looked at him for a while, but still pursed her lips, "But I'm not in the mood to watch a movie right now."

The man lifted the quilt directly, and picked her up from the bed, "Well, if you don't want to watch a movie, stay with me."

"Mo Shiqian, I just want to fall asleep."

He looked down at her, and said lightly, "I can't sleep, I would rather lie under the quilt than accompany me, I have no place in your heart?"

Chi Huan looked at him, unable to answer.

So he was carried by the man to a room on the third floor that was designed as a home theater.

The space is not large, probably just suitable for one or two people to watch.

The facilities are all top-notch, and the decoration is in her favorite style, even the sofa is the big and soft one she likes.

There are a few tomato pillows on it, which feel very good.

Chi Huan was placed on top by the man, and he took it over and hugged him unconsciously.

She is very small, and she is very comfortable in the large and soft sofa.

Mo Shiqian sat down beside her, wrapped her in his arms with his left hand, and pressed the remote control with his right hand.

He looked down at her, "What do you want to see?"

The woman leaned on him, as if she had no bones, casual and lazy, her voice was not very energetic, and said sullenly, "Isn't it what you want to see, whatever."

Chi Huan was obviously not interested.

The movie was chosen by Mo Shiqian.

Because it was still early, and because she had already slept in the afternoon, he played three movies.

The first one is tear-jerking and sensational.

It's not a heavy and depressing film, but it's heart-warming but tear-jerking.

Although Chi Huan said she didn't want to watch the movie, she basically entered the state of watching the movie as soon as the movie started. At the climax of the plot, she lay in the arms of a man and wept uncontrollably.

On the contrary, it was Mo Shiqian who had no disturbance throughout the whole process, and his attention was always on the woman in his arms.

The second, a comedy with a lot of laughs.

The process of watching a typical popcorn commercial movie is very easy, and the effect is to quickly and briefly sweep away the backlog of depression.

The third one is the horror movie that Chi Huan is keen on recently.

It is a horror film from the United States but not so American but with an Asian psychological thriller style.

The whole process was high-energy, and after two hours of broadcasting, Chi Huan was in fear for two hours.

She couldn't even hold back the thought of going to the bathroom in the middle, and after dawdling for a long time, she still asked the man to accompany her.

After the three movies were finished, it was almost one o'clock at midnight.

Chi Huan hugged the pillow.

Mo Shiqian hugged her and her pillow.

As soon as the big screen went dark, the strange figure disappeared, and the man's faint voice sounded, "It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Only then did she come to her senses, "Oh."

She threw the pillow aside, and just as her feet were about to hit the ground, she heard the man ask again, "Go by yourself or should I hug you?"

"Hug, I don't have shoes."

After asking, he actually remembered that she was carried directly from the bed by him, but when he heard the word "hug", his thin lips still couldn't help but rise. Kissed her on the face, stealing a kiss.

Mo Shiqian carried her down to the second floor.

The woman yawned in his arms.

"Sleepy?"

Chi Huan leaned on his shoulder and nodded, "I'm tired of watching."

There was a faint smile on the man's lips.

She laughed after crying, and immediately entered the tense and suspenseful atmosphere of the plot after laughing.

Especially the English version of the last horror film he played, Chi Huan's English level is good enough to watch the version without subtitles, but to watch it smoothly without affecting the plot, he needs to pay more attention.

After such a night, the double consumption of emotions and attention will cause excessive brain use, so it is naturally tiring.

There will be no leisure to think about her parents back then, and what she might feel cold about now.

At least, she can vent her emotions and divert her attention.

Back on the bed, Chi Huan was already sleepy.

But Mo Shiqian was taking a shower in the bathroom, and she still insisted on waiting for him to come out.

Fortunately, a man does not take a bath more slowly than a woman, and he will come out after about twenty minutes.

When he lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, she leaned towards him.

Mo Shiqian turned off the light, and touched her head with his palm, feeling a softness that seldom appeared in his heart, "Didn't you say you were tired?"

She rubbed her head against his chest and buried it deeper, "Yeah."

"Then sleep."

"Did you choose those movies yourself, or did the psychiatrist choose them for you?"

Quiet is even quieter in the dark.

"The standard I mentioned is for the secretary to choose."

"Have you consulted a psychiatrist again?"

The man said lightly, "This little bit of psychology doesn't need special consultation."

"The one who hid in my room in advance to hypnotize me... who sent it?"

"He left the country on the morning of the incident, and I have sent people to the United States to arrest him."

He took care of her all day today. Although she was sleeping in the afternoon, except for answering a few calls, he was always by the bedside, let alone at night.

Can't spare the time to figure it out myself.

Chi Huan was silent for a while, "Okay."

The man's chin rested on her forehead, and he said flatly, "I won't just let this matter go."

Chi Huan was startled, and heard the bitter indifference in his words.

She didn't say much, leaned against his chest, and soon fell asleep.