Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan is his woman.

Since it's his woman, he won't let her go no matter what.

He just wanted to know...whether she had him in her heart.

An Ke held his breath and didn't dare to say anything more, "I see, is there anything else Mr. Mo can do?"

He was supposed to hang up the phone, but when the voice came out of his throat, the content changed. He asked indifferently, "How many times has she visited Mo Xigu?"

This time An Ke quickly replied, "Miss Chi hasn't gone out for the past two days."

"Well, I see, you can call me again if you need anything."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, goodbye."

After hanging up An Ke's phone call, Mo Shiqian opened the address book again, staring at the red missed call with deep, dark eyes, and slightly curved the corners of his thin lips.

He saw this call when he got off the plane, but he only glanced at it at that time and didn't reply to her.

The finger clicked on the word Huanhuan.

Lancheng, No. 10 famous mansion.

When Chi Huan saw the name that suddenly lit up on the phone screen, he was stunned for a moment.

For a few seconds, she even thought it was an illusion, and even subconsciously thought that he would never answer her calls before returning to his country, let alone take the initiative to call her.

Without time to think about it, she clicked to answer.

No one spoke, and it was quiet on both ends.

This briefly made her feel wronged for no reason, but she still took the initiative to speak, "Mo Shiqian?"

The man's deep voice sounded in her ears, "It's me."

"You called me and didn't talk, did you dial the wrong number?"

He smiled, "No."

"Oh, so what do you want from me?"

His deep and slow voice is very sexy, as if covered with a faint smile, which sounds a little casual, "Didn't you call me? I thought you had something to do with me, and I'm waiting for you to tell me."

After a few seconds of silence, Chi Huan said sullenly, "It's nothing."

The man smiled unhurriedly, "Then you called me because... you miss me?"

Chi Huan didn't speak, neither admitted nor denied.

"Fengxing...how is it?"

"It's okay to get out of bed, as long as you don't exercise vigorously, but it will take a while to recover."

"Oh."

Her name overflowed between his lips and teeth, very low and casual, but still full of indescribable bewitching taste, "Huanhuan?"

Chi Huan took a breath, "You should be very tired, go to rest early."

Her voice is very soft, but it sounds delicate and soft.

"Well," the man smiled faintly, and asked slowly, "Wait for me to come back?"

It was quiet for a few seconds, but I didn't know what emotion was pulling it so long.

She seemed to sigh, a little bit, but she still gave the answer obediently, "Okay."

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and saw the blurred facial features and outlines reflected on the glass, and the curvature of his lips deepened unconsciously.

…………

After answering that good word, the originally tangled and anxious mood calmed down unexpectedly.

If you promise, you can't go back on your word. If that's the case, let it be.

Maybe he can really solve it, maybe her original decision was wrong.

An unexpectedly good night's sleep at night.

The next day, after lunch, she took a short nap. After waking up, she glanced at her watch, got up and went to tinker with makeup and change clothes with great interest.

It is now the end of winter, and it is no longer the severe cold with snow.

Chi Huan carefully put on a delicate and light makeup that was not obvious. Although it was close to nude makeup in the eyes of a straight man, the whole process still took her a lot of time.

In the end, I picked a nude powder coat for a very small woman, and carefully matched it with the sweater and boots inside. A head of thick long hair hangs down her shoulders, and the bright beauty reveals a charming taste.

Go out at half past four.

Before going out, she carefully checked in the mirror for a few minutes, and finally—

One hundred percent, satisfied.

Underground Parking Lot.

In the white Ferrari, Chi Huan was sitting in the driver's seat, her delicately sculpted eyebrows were tightly twitched, because she had tried to start the car several times, but all failed.

Problem with the car again?

She was a little annoyed and a little annoyed, but there was nothing she could do about it. She didn't know anything about things like car breakdowns, let alone repairing them.

No way, after several consecutive failures to start, she opened the door and got out of the car.

It might be too late to get to the airport in time to get the car towed.

She scratched her hair irritably, but still took off the bag on the co-pilot, then closed the car door vigorously, and left the parking lot to hail a taxi.

As soon as she reached the side of the road, a taxi stopped beside her.

Wearing big brown sunglasses, Chi Huan opened the door and got in the car, "Go to the airport."

The driver of the car glanced at her in the rearview mirror, his expression remained unchanged, and his tone was normal, "Okay, miss."

………………

Airport.

Mo Shiqian wore a black overcoat with only a thin light gray sweater on it.

After coming out of the exit, he stopped in his tracks, raised his left hand and glanced at the time on the silver watch, it was now 6:15 in the afternoon.

The man's handsome face did not show any waves. He looked down at Feng Xing who was being pushed into a wheelchair by a bodyguard in a black suit, and said lightly, "You two send him back first."

Feng Xing raised his head and glanced at him, "Chi Huan is here to pick you up?"

"Um."

Feng Xing said in disdain, "I don't want to wait to come back after a trip abroad, that's not enough, I have to come to the airport to pick me up... I said why are you getting more and more hypocritical?"

Mo Shiqian also lowered his head and glanced at him, "You are not hypocritical, is there a woman to pick you up?"

Feng Xing, "..."

He sneered and said calmly, "There is no woman to pick me up. Speaking of which, I haven't seen your big star for a long time. I'm not in a hurry to go back anyway, so I'll just wait with you. If you are let go, I can go for a drink with you."

Mo Shiqian looked at him expressionlessly.

A few seconds later, his eyes swept over the two black-clothed bodyguards standing behind, "You two get him back."

Feng Xing, "..."

After all, he was still seriously injured and couldn't stand the toss, so he was pushed away by two bodyguards.

Mo Shiqian stood at the exit of the airport where people were coming and going, dressed in simple yet elegant black clothes, stern and upright, standing out from the crowd, with a 200% turn heads.

There are even young girls secretly filming him with their mobile phones.

Not long after Feng walked, An Ke arrived.

Mo Shiqian raised his hand to look at his watch again, it was already half past six.

Generally speaking, those who approach sincerely will reach the exit before the plane lands, although it will take a short time between the time the plane lands and the exit from the airport.

An Ke looked at the man's handsome and indifferent face but had already seen the gloomy face for the first time, and asked carefully, "The airport is so big, did Miss Chi get it wrong?"