Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

His voice was very low, and it was even more hoarse and vague because he was close to her. The driver in front could hear him whispering, but he couldn't hear the specific content clearly, and he didn't know what kind of curiosity it was, so he couldn't help it Just look at them in the rearview mirror.

The man's fingers lifted the woman's chin, and the thin lips kissed her face. The kind of kisses that lingered, and when they reached the lips, they changed to pecks, from the lips to the corners of the lips.

On the way back, he used this method to gently kiss her face all over.

Until the car drove back to the manor.

Mo Shichen carried the woman out of the car and carried her all the way to the bedroom. When he passed the living room, he was startled by the sound of the car coming towards Mama Su, and other servants who were working not far away.

It was only when Mother Su got closer that she realized that the woman in the eldest son's arms seemed to be, ma'am?

The man ignored their different gazes, and only lightly ordered, "Bring a cup of hangover tea to the bedroom."

"Hey, okay."

Mo Shichen carried the woman up the stairs, and when he reached the bedroom door, he couldn't free his hand to open it, so he kicked it open, walked in with long legs, and then put the woman in his hand on the big bed.

Wen Yi was awakened by the sound of the man kicking the door just now. She opened her eyes in his arms. When she was put on the bed by the man, she stared at the ceiling in a daze, then turned her head and looked around in a daze.

Mo Shichen took off his coat and suit together, threw them on the sofa in the distance, and then went to take off her coat for the woman on the bed.

Wearing so thick indoors is simply cumbersome.

Wen Yi didn't seem to feel half of it, and let him fiddle with it, but the man took it off to the end, and the displeasure in her heart expanded to the end, because she was always staring at the ceiling in a daze, and when she was pushed to turn over, she rolled over and lay on her stomach, Pulling her arm, she lay down again, and she didn't respond when she pulled her clothes.

Throwing away her coat, Mo Shichen sat down on the side of the bed, and reached out to pinch her chin.

She didn't respond.

He frowned, and increased his strength, pinching her so painfully, he frowned and wanted to break his hand.

"Wen Yi," he leaned close to her, looked down at her from above her, and asked in a low voice, "do you still know who I am?"

She was forced to look at him, frowning tightly, "You hurt me."

"I ask you who I am."

"You hurt me, it's disgusting!"

He didn't let go of the strength in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "I can't tell the answer, I have something more annoying."

Wen Yi raised her hand that was on the quilt, and pointed at him, but because she was too close, she directly poked him in the face, "You're annoying enough, just looking at it, and pinching me is even more annoying."

"I hate? I hate you and let me take off your clothes?"

"Hot, uncomfortable."

When Wen Yi was drunk last time, he thought she was cute and wanted to tear her to pieces.

But now, he only has indescribable irritability and a temper that is eager to break through.

Mo Shichen has never wronged himself, let alone he has no reason to wrong himself now. This woman should have expected that he would not be polite to her before she got drunk. With desire, she lowered her head and covered her lips.

Lips pressed against each other, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to trace the shape of her lips carefully and heavily, tasting them patiently, at the end, he skillfully pried open her lips and teeth, drove straight in, and hooked her tongue to linger.

She still didn't respond, she didn't resist, she didn't get distracted, she didn't even close her eyes, she just lay down on the huge double bed in a casual posture, staring at the lights on the ceiling absently.

What's the point of kissing like this, it's not even comparable to rape - at least there is a response to rape, it can only be said to be rape, although he just kissed and didn't rape.

Mo Shichen finally couldn't keep kissing her anymore and left her lips.

Her lips were wet, and her absent-minded eyes were focused, as if looking at the man's face above.

He narrowed his eyes and his voice was hoarse, regardless of whether she could understand or not, "You know what's going to happen, huh?"

She raised her hand to caress her face, and smiled to herself, "It's back again."

She recognized this bedroom, this bed, and this ceiling better than the man on her body.

Mo Shichen kissed her again, starting from behind the ear.

She tilted her head slightly, she was still drunk, but she felt cool, closed her eyes and asked lightly, "Will you give me what I want?"

The man paused and asked hoarsely, "Did you sleep with me?"

She withdrew her hand and buried her head in the soft pillow, "Are you going to sleep for nothing?"

Mo Shichen was silent for a long time, and after half a minute, he still pretended to kiss her.

After Su's mother came up with sober tea, she knocked on the door, but no one answered. With experience, she went down silently.

Ups and downs overnight.

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The next morning, it was Wen Yi who got up first. As soon as he regained consciousness, his whole body ached.

The pain of a hangover after drinking, the aches in the body, and the pain in the heart.

She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar ceiling above in a daze, for a moment she had the illusion of traveling through time and space, as if she had woken up a long time ago, as if she should have woken up in this bedroom, as if she had opened her eyes. The scene at hand should be the first thing you see when you open your eyes.

Stretching out her hand to hold her forehead, while pinching the space between her brows, she still slowly returned to reality, remembering last night.

Oh.

She gently removed the man's arm on her waist, and without looking at him, she just lifted the quilt and got out of bed, picking up her clothes barefoot.

She wanted to put it on directly, but her body was so sticky that she felt very uncomfortable, so she simply went to the bathroom and took a simple shower, then put on her clothes, stood in front of the mirror of the washbasin and combed her short black hair with her fingers , just walked out.

Mo Shichen had already woken up and got up too.

Wen Yi looked at him lightly, and said coolly, "I'm leaving."

The man may have been up for a while, and while she was taking a shower, he took out the lighter, heard the movement and looked at her. When he heard this sentence, the flame that ignited in the lighter did not light a cigarette.

Finally, when the flame was extinguished, he pressed it down again, this time it was ignited steadily, and along with the smoke, he uttered two words, "Three days."

Wen Yi, who was about to get her coat, stopped when she heard the words, and turned around to look at him, "What do you mean?" After asking, she came back to her senses, pulled the corners of her lips and asked with a smile, "Let me accompany you for three days? "

"No," Mo Shichen looked at her calmly, took a deep breath and slowly let it out, and said, "I want you to stay here for three days and not go anywhere."

Wen Yi didn't understand for a while, is there any difference with what she said?

"Are you going to the company during the day? What am I doing here?"

"Miss Wen, you don't understand what I mean."