Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She was short of breath, and even her eyes seemed to be empty, and her whole body seemed to be pushed into an empty realm. She didn't feel that any of the man's words stabbed her, but she still felt that the blood in her whole body was as if surging up.

She hadn't felt like this for a long, long time.

Mo Shichen looked at her for a while, half a minute later, he bent down again, and stretched out his hand to her chest, Wen Yi's body froze, raised his eyelids, and looked at him coldly.

With his slender and beautiful fingers, the man buttoned her buttons back one by one, and even raised his hand to simply straighten her short hair. Finally, he kissed her lightly on the cheek, then stood up and walked back.

He poured a cup of hot tea in an orderly manner, then turned back to her and put the cup on the tea table.

It was hot, and there was a drifting white mist.

When he quietly turned around and was about to go back to his desk to eat his lunch, Wen Yi suddenly said, "Mo Shichen."

He immediately stopped in his tracks, turned around, put one hand in his trouser pocket freely, put on a leisurely and patient posture, and responded in a low voice, "Huh?"

She raised her head and regained her calm indifference, "I'd rather quarrel and make me loathe and force me to hate you than want to interact with me, Mr. Mo, I'm really curious, even if I'm the wife you wanted to save before you lost your memory, Is it so attractive and necessary to you, so what if you recover your memory, just like you abandoned Li Qianrui, how difficult is empathy for you?"

He spread his hands and smiled faintly, "It's very simple, what the heart wants."

He didn't think about this matter before, it's just that the situation is like this, and he naturally made such a choice in the face of this situation.

There is no reason, or other than those reasons that have already been done, he just wants to do it.

"Aren't you guilty when you say that?"

Mo Shichen walked up to her, leaned over and supported her with his arms, looked into her eyes, and forced her to look at him, and said with a low smile, "How can I say, you have your own judgment, why ask me.”

"Didn't you say that I have experienced so many vicissitudes that you have no confidence to fall in love?"

His face was right in front of her, and the tip of his nose seemed to be touching anytime, "Because I still like it,"

Wen Yi smiled, and asked lightly, "Really?"

"I like you or not, don't you feel it?"

She turned her face away, whether to smile or not, "Your liking is not rare."

He moved a little closer to her, his chin pressed against her cheek, and his thin lips leaned against her ear, "You even gave me the courage and opportunity to fall in love with you, but you think my love is cheap. If you just fell in love with you like this, would you be rare?"

"You want to stimulate me after stimulating me?"

He smiled, and brushed her cheeks with his warm fingertips, "Honey, I'm just trying to reason with you."

Wen Yi smiled without a smile, "You are really not afraid, I will turn against you."

"You can turn it over if you want," his voice was low and gentle, "you can't even turn your face. Isn't it too wronged to be my woman?"

The expression on her face froze and froze.

"Mo Shichen."

"Um?"

"I'm willing to bow down."

…………

evening.

When Mo Shichen went to Wen Yi's office to look for her as usual after get off work, he found that she was no longer there. He narrowed his eyes and asked the secretary outside coolly, "Where's your boss Wen?"

"President Wen left after four o'clock."

"gone?"

Seeing the unpredictable expression of the new president, the secretary's heart trembled, "Yes, she said that she has a personal matter to deal with, and also said..."

"What else?"

The secretary coughed in a low voice, "And said... Anyway, the president won't blame her if she skips work."

When Wen Yi packed her things and was about to leave, the secretary thought she had an appointment with a client, but she said it was a private matter.

The secretary has been with her for so many years and has never seen her leave work early because of "private matters". She was very surprised and thought that something happened to her family, so she asked a question with concern, but Wen Yi lifted her eyelids and lazily replied: In a word.

Mo Shichen laughed immediately.

He pinched the center of his brows, the arc on his thin lips hadn't faded away, and the eyes he looked at the secretary became more and more unpredictable. He smiled lightly and said, "Vice President Wen is right, I am pursuing her recently, and I dare not scold her, but...as a dignified vice president, such attendance will affect the atmosphere of the company, what should I do?"

The secretary's hairs stood on end from Mo Shichen's stare, "President, this..."

What are you staring at him for? Have a dime relationship with him?

Mo Shichen smiled warmly, "Shouldn't the subordinate also be held responsible for the mistakes made by the boss?"

secretary,"……"

What is the reason for this indiscriminate disaster?

The secretary was crying, really about to cry, "President... President, this... Mr. Wen is leaving... I can't stop him?"

"Oh, then if she wants to leave next time, you can't stop her?"

The secretary had a flash of inspiration, and instantly got the subtext of the president. He immediately stood up straight and said quickly, "I will tell you as soon as possible...Let the president personally persuade Mr. Wen."

With a faint smile on the corner of the man's lips, he said leisurely, "That's it?"

The secretary hesitated for a while, and then asked tentatively, "President Wen's future movements...will be reported to you?"

Mo Shichen gave him a satisfied look, then restrained the expression on his face, stepped forward with his long legs, turned around and walked out.

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that his back was covered in cold sweat.

"..."

Mo Shichen walked out of Wen Yi's office with his front foot, and walked into the elevator with his back foot, taking out his mobile phone and dialing her.

The first time, she didn't answer.

He stared at the phone that was hung up naturally, and smiled again.

I don't know whether to find it funny or to be annoyed.

Without hesitation, he dialed the second one.

This time, the woman over there clicked the answer when the phone was about to hang up automatically again.

Although she answered the phone, she didn't make a sound. Mo Shichen patiently asked in a good-tempered low voice, "Mrs. Mo, what private matter have you been dealing with?"

She lazily replied, "It's nothing."

After a moment of silence, he said, "Where are you, I'll pick you up."

"I don't want to talk to you."

He asked amusedly, "Baby, are you losing your temper with me?"

"Yeah, I originally planned to give up these three months, but you have to stop," her gentle and soft voice was very lazy, "Since you are so capable, I will give you a chance to show off, so as not to I will be told by you that I look like a dead person all day long."

"Then you have to tell me, where are you?"

"Find it yourself. Don't you like to play couple's agreement, love games, and come to coax me after you provoke me. I told you, what are you still showing, how boring?"