Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

After that, she picked up the tea he poured, raised her head and drank it all in one breath, put down the cup, picked up the bag beside her and got up.

The man didn't speak until her wrists were clasped when she walked by his side.

As soon as she broke free, she was clasped even tighter.

Chi Huan was pulled back to her side.

Mo Shiqian looked directly into hers with unfathomable eyes, and asked calmly, "What did he tell you, and what did he use to threaten you?"

She smiled, "What do you think he can threaten me with?"

He frowned.

If Chi Huan can be threatened, there are many things Lawrence can do to threaten her.

He narrowed his eyes and said patiently, "You tell me."

She bowed her head, a little cold and contemptuous, "It's not that he threatened me, it's that I don't like his existence, because of you he appears in my life, but you can't make him not exist."

From her last phone call before he returned to China, to her emotional breakdown and crying last night, it was impossible for him not to feel abnormal.

She told him to break up, and he was not surprised.

He put too much pressure on her because of Lawrence.

He knew this from the beginning, so he chose not to tell her all the things that happened that could be kept from her.

She was breaking up with him because of Lawrence.

he knows.

But even so, looking at her extremely cold face, listening to her extremely cold voice——

Even when they were first together, she had a high profile, but she had never been so cold.

Her heart was still suffocated, as if someone reached into his chest and grabbed her heart.

Mo Shiqian stood up, his hand on her wrist never loosened, and he led her out without saying a word.

Chi Huan shook it a few times, but failed to pull his hand out.

Once you get out of the private room, you will be in a public place, and it is around 6:00, which is the peak time for dinner. There are many people, and their appearance has a high rate of return. If they are noisy, they will undoubtedly attract everyone's attention.

She didn't make a sound and let him lead her.

The man checked out at the front desk, took out his wallet with one hand, and asked the counter lady to take out his bank card.

From the beginning to the end, he never let go of her hand.

After checking out, he put the wallet back.

He didn't speak during the whole process, he led her to the parking place, opened the co-pilot's door, "get in the car."

Chi Huan didn't look at him, but still bent down and got into the car.

She has many things in his villa, and it is impossible to never go back.

The car drove in the direction of the villa.

The speed of the car is the same as usual, the lights on both sides of the street are also the same as usual, in fact, the whole city is also the same as usual.

When he got home, he also got out of the car first, walked around the front of the car and opened the driver's door for her.

As soon as Chi Huan's feet landed on the ground, she was about to pass him and go upstairs, but before she could take two steps, she was hugged by the man.

She frowned and said coldly, "Mo Shiqian."

"Go back to the bedroom and talk."

When he said that, she naturally wasn't going to make a scene like a shrew.

At the entrance, the man changed a pair of shoes roughly and casually, ignoring the high heels on her feet, and carried her straight up to the bedroom on the second floor, and put her on the bed.

She was sitting, looking up at him, "Mo Shiqian, we are all old people, we are willing to get together and get together, there is no need to make it ugly, okay?"

She sits, he stands.

The tall figure almost covered her.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, and said in an orderly voice, "When I came back last night, did you cry so sadly because you were going to break up with me today?"

Chi Huan smiled, raised his hand to comb his long hair, turned his head to look at the carpet, his eyes did not meet him, "I don't know, there are many reasons for women to cry, and they can be mixed together. There may be this one you mentioned... After all, we Having been together for such a long time, it is impossible to say that there is no feeling at all, not to mention that you are really good to me."

The man asked softly, "Don't you love me?"

Her eyes froze slightly for a second, but then flashed by.

"Since you want to break up, you probably don't love me."

His eyes darkened, "Since I don't love you anymore, everything Lawrence does won't interfere with you, and you can stay with me even if you don't love me at the beginning, why do you want to break up now?"

"Why does it have to be why? Emotions are not formulas, let alone logic. They don't need logical reasoning that can be presented. When they want to be together, they stay together, and when they feel bored, they separate...how many special reasons do they need?"

Chi Huan met his dark eyes and sensitive handsome face, parted his red lips and smiled lightly, "I chose to be with you at the beginning, maybe it was just a thought, or... you performed well that night? But now I don't need or even want a man anymore, your value has been deducted by half."

What she said was not impossible, maybe even true.

But even so, anger still appeared on Mo Shiqian's face, "Chi Huan."

"I don't want to say something so ugly, it's boring, you and I don't look good, so it's still the same sentence, we get together and break up, and I won't take you away after breaking up, and you don't want to . . . to pester me endlessly."

The man's eyes narrowed, leaving only deep coldness and anger. He enveloped her with his arms on both sides of her body, imprisoning her, "Chi Huan, I don't care if you are forced Break up with me, or really want to break up with me..."

He opened and closed his thin lips, his voice was extremely slow, and his words were clear, aided by heavy breathing, "You have promised to marry me and accepted my engagement ring. You will be my woman for the rest of your life. I've identified you a long time ago... It's best if you like me and love me, even if you really don't like me anymore, it can only be mine."

The man's knuckle fingers pinched her chin, forcing her face to look at him unavoidably, "You also promised not to leave me, I don't care what the world is like, and I don't care what you say It's true or it's lying to me, but since I take it seriously, it can only be true."

Every time he said a word, he would lower his head and lean closer to her.

At the end, the man's thin lips had already pressed against her cheek, and his voice was still stern and cold, and it became as if he was comforting her, "Huanhuan, he told you What did you tell me, you promised me, huh?"

Chi Huan looked at him, but she didn't want him to look at him.

Because he held her face, not letting her escape.

His face was reflected in her pupils, handsome and calm, and there was also a faint taste of paranoia hidden in the depths that she hadn't felt before.

Make her palpitate.