Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

And Mo Shichen just looked at her like this, neither dodging nor avoiding, his handsome face was very feminine, and exuded an endless strong aura, the slap still didn't fall on his face in the end.

Wen Yi was short of breath, her chest was heaving violently, her eyes were getting redder and redder, but she didn't know what kind of emotion it was because of, she raised her hand and clenched it into a fist, maintaining her original posture, and froze in mid-air.

"Didn't you want to whip me? I'll stand and let you smoke."

She pointed out the door, trembling imperceptibly, "Get lost!"

He stood still, looking at her with his eyes, as if looking at the prey under his claws, the danger was inevitable, and it gave people a full sense of suffocation.

The look in his eyes made her panic for no reason, she gritted her teeth and repeated, "Mo Shichen, I'll let you go—"

The man bowed his head and forced her in front of her. He clasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her hard. The other hand pinched her waist and led her into the room. He hooked his leg back and closed the door heavily. up.

Wen Yi's eyes widened, and before she could react, her hand that was about to fall from mid-air was already held by the man, and then turned around by him, her whole body was pressed against the door panel.

What greeted her again was a frenzied, raging, unstoppable deep kiss.

He pressed her body, his breath, and his kisses, all of which were extremely powerful and domineering, making her feel so small and weak that she could only be swallowed alive by him.

He lied to her, without any guilt or guilty conscience, just more forceful than before.

Mo Shichen pressed her against the door panel, almost imprisoning her. He didn't tie her hands back. As usual, she couldn't push him away even if her hands were free.

But now...

She was kissed by him, and she pushed her hand hard towards his chest.

The man's body froze immediately, followed by a patient groan, and he let go of him quickly, his breathing was heavy and disordered, his handsome face instantly turned pale, he looked down at her, his eyes seemed to be Ink bleeds.

She pressed to his wound, and very hard.

The apartment was as quiet as a tomb, but her breathing and his were so clear that they could distinguish the rhythm.

One of his hands landed on the door panel next to her shoulder, and the other hand covered his wound, his face turned pale, and he smiled with the corners of his lips, "Is that why you hate me?"

"I hate you?" Wen Yi asked him back, "Is it necessary to stand and let you do whatever you want to me regardless of my wishes, so that I don't hate you?"

Mo Shichen hugged her again, wrapped his arms around her waist, and buried his chin in the hollow of her shoulders. The fragrance of body wash after bath immediately wafted into his nostrils, making people feel refreshed, "Wen Yi."

When he called her name, his voice was obviously soft.

She didn't speak and let him hold her.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not afraid to tell you clearly, even if I do it again, I will still do it."

Wen Yi closed her eyes.

She was not surprised at all, and he would not regret it.

At most, he would only regret that what he did was not airtight enough to let her know about it.

The man continued coldly, "If Mo Shiqian hadn't been meddling in his own business, I would have regained you in a while."

"Do you think you can lie to me forever?"

He replied calmly, "After this period of time, when you get back together with me, even if you know about it again, you will only quarrel with me at most and will not leave me."

Wen Yi wanted to refute, but she was speechless.

She found that he was right.

If it is a long time later, if new feelings have been cultivated, and their relationship is stable, she will indeed not go back and separate.

That's what he calculated.

Wen Yi felt very tired, she didn't have the energy to fight him anymore, her mind was in a mess, she didn't want to think about anything.

She let herself lean against the door panel and said softly, "Go back, I'm tired and want to rest."

His gaze inadvertently swept across the man's chest. He was wearing a coat with a primer inside, and it was still dark in color, so he couldn't see anything at first glance. I don't know if she hurt him again when she pushed him just now. Get serious.

Recalling his reaction at that time, even though his complexion was not very good at this time, Wen Yi was still very blocked, very uncomfortable and disturbed.

He looked down at her, "Are you going to go back to the original point and get rid of me again?"

She turned her face away and didn't answer.

In the eyes of the man, this reaction was an unquestionable acquiescence.

Perhaps originally, she was the default.

"get out."

"You promised to have dinner with me tonight."

"You still want me to accompany you to dinner?"

He said lightly, "You promised, why can't you think about it?"

Wen Yi was very cold, "I won't eat it, and I won't eat it with you."

The man was not angry either, he nodded, "Then I will not eat with you."

"Mo Shichen," she said with a helpless face, "You are smarter than me, can you tell me what exactly I need to do to get rid of you?"

"Then let me tell you, you have me in your heart, can you give me a chance according to your own will?"

She mockingly asked back, "I have you in my heart?"

He replied in a cold voice, the sentence pattern was full of persecution, "You don't have me in your heart, how can you be soft-hearted and be threatened by me again and again?"

She pursed her lips, the color of her lips gradually faded, and she seemed to have difficulty breathing.

The man's tone turned light again, "You just don't have confidence, you don't have confidence in me, you don't have confidence in our relationship, it doesn't matter, I can give you time, as long as you give me a chance."

Wen Yi didn't want to argue with him anymore, she bit her lip and pushed him away, and didn't chase him away, and went straight to the bedroom.

Once inside, the door was closed and locked.

Mo Shichen didn't catch up. In fact, with his current physical strength, if she wanted to get him out, he might not even be able to resist.

It wasn't until the woman's figure disappeared and the door was closed tightly that his shoulders hunched a little bit.

The wound on his chest didn't even have a chance to heal, it opened again and again.

The man held the door with his hand, his expression was uglier than when Wen Yi was there just now.

He almost stooped over.

The human heart is really weird sometimes, with no rules to follow at all. He gave himself a shot, he dug up his wounds that were about to heal again, and obviously used these wounds to threaten her several times.

It was the same as before, and it was she who pushed and refused to rub the wound with her own hands.

But he held back.

There is absolutely no need for patience.

Mo Shichen held the door for about five minutes before slowly walking into the living room and sitting down on the sofa.

She's not going to take care of him anymore.

If he doesn't leave, she probably won't come out either.

He took out his mobile phone from his body and dialed it. His voice was weaker than when he spoke to Wen Yi just now, but he was calm and orderly, "Go back to the manor and ask Mama Su to pack tonight's dinner and deliver Come here."