Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the watch, and said lightly, "I don't have any extra time to waste on you. If you don't say this today, I'll come back in a week next time."

The man kneeling on the carpet was wearing black trousers, even though they had been soaked in blood, they could only vaguely see the dark color at this moment.

His hair was messy, and there were bruises on his face, especially his lips were very dry, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time, and the white flakes were turned up, making him look in a mess.

The long time and the fear of the unknown, these two things can drain a person's spirit and mind the most.

"President Mo..." The man on the ground raised his head, "Who told me to do this... Shouldn't you know it well?"

"certainly."

"Then why do you have to tell me personally?"

Mo Shiqian raised his hand, and the bodyguard in black came over behind him, holding the DV in his hand, facing the man on the ground.

He said indifferently and calmly, "It's not me you want to tell, but the person who told you to do this."

As soon as the man's face changed, he immediately understood what he meant.

I know very well, some things are indeed well known, but even if the two countries are at war, they need an excuse to send troops, not to mention tearing their faces apart, they need a reason enough to put on the table.

He said with a terrified expression, "President Mo, you should also know that if I say it, even if you let me go, the chairman will not let me go, so what difference does it make if I say it or not?"

Mo Shiqian lit a cigarette with a lighter, took a long puff, then let it out unhurriedly, and when he spoke again, even his voice seemed to be soaked in smoke, with a rustle of depression, "The difference may be that you don't care about him at all. It's useless, you can either die or live, in my place, if you want to die, you can't die, and if you want to live, you are worse than a dog."

When he finished speaking, the face of the man on the ground was pale, his eyes were out of focus, and he was extremely flustered.

A man's indifferent voice sounded from above again, "I'll give you time to think about this cigarette."

………………

When Mo Shiqian was driving back to the villa, he received a text message from a woman.

[The flowers are dying. 】

He glanced down at the words on the screen, and the appearance of her editing this text message appeared involuntarily before his eyes, and a smile curved on his lips.

He didn't reply to the text message and put his phone back in his coat pocket.

When the sound of the car's engine sounded outside, Chi Huan was reading in the study.

About the time when Mo Shiqian changed her shoes and went upstairs, she put down the book in her hand and got up to go out. Sure enough, she happened to meet the man who was going up the stairs to the corridor.

She was stunned when she opened the door with one foot.

Some stood there in a daze.

Mo Shiqian walked towards her with calm and even steps.

Holding a bouquet of... oversized red roses.

She looked up at him, pursed her lips and asked, "Aren't there two? How did it become such a big bunch?"

She didn't bring many things from the famous mansion No. 10, but she brought the vase with roses here specially, and it is now placed on the desk in the study.

Just now, looking at the time and thinking that he was coming back soon, and seeing the roses that were about to wither, she sent him a text message.

The man looked down at her, took two out of it unhurriedly, handed them to her, and said flatly, "Go and change."

"..."

Chi Huan didn't know why, so why did he buy such a big bunch?

She curled her lips slightly, and still took the two, turning around and muttering, "Since we bought two at the beginning, we should always follow the tradition. If we buy so many vases, we won't be able to put them in. I just like two." of……"

That's what she said, but she still took out the withered roses in the vase and inserted two new ones into them.

After changing it, she was about to remove the dry petals and store them all in a large jar she bought specially.

But as soon as he turned around, he was completely shocked.

The replaced rose fell from his hand and fell to the floor.

Because the man knelt down in front of her on one knee.

Every time he mentions getting married, it's like discussing some daily life. Chi Huan has long been used to it, and even once thought that this was probably his style.

She never thought that one day he would really kneel down in front of her holding flowers and a ring and propose to her.

Mo Shiqian raised his head and looked at her somewhat ignorant and bewildered little face.

When she was at home, her long hair was casually tied, and the dress on her body was also very plain, giving her the appearance of a simple and charming little woman.

"Since you said you love me, I have been thinking about what love is. Until today, I don't know what it is in other people's definitions, but I am sure. I hope to open my eyes every morning. I can see you, I hope you will always need my care, I want everyone to know that Chi Huan is my woman—"

His voice was deep and slow, like the water flowing under the moonlight, so clear that every word would be hooked into her heart, and even the way he spoke was so handsome that it made people's heart flutter.

"If I have love, that should be it for me, so marry me, huh?"

The flower was the bouquet of two roses that had just been pulled out, and the ring was the one she had accidentally seen in his suitcase.

Probably when he went to France, he bought it specially.

Chi Huan didn't speak for a long time.

She stared blankly at him for a long time before she seemed to come to her senses.

I opened my mouth several times, but couldn't spit out any definite answer.

Finally she said, "You're so corny."

Unexpectedly, she had to hold back for a long time before uttering such a sentence. Mo Shiqian waited for a long time, and his brows frowned.

He threw the flowers on the desk, and instead of standing up, he reached out and took out the ring from the ring box, and picked up her left hand that was hanging by her side.

Put the ring on her ring finger.

Looking down at the way he put the ring on her, the heartbeat that had interfered with her thoughts and emotions not only didn't stop, but it tended to beat faster and harder.

"How can you be like this? I haven't agreed yet."

Having said that, she even forgot the gesture of pulling her hand back.

What's more, the man is holding her hand. If he doesn't let go, she won't be able to pull it back.

Mo Shiqian was lukewarm, "I walked a street with you in Licheng back then, don't think that you can accept me if I really kneel down to propose marriage, I just satisfy your power and pleasure of being proposed as a woman , in fact, you have already agreed."

Chi Huan, "..."

After putting on the ring, he stood up.

She looked down at the ring.

Before she could say anything, a man's faint warning voice sounded above her head, "Don't take it off, or I'll go back and lock you up if you can't take it off."

Chi Huan, "..."