Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

"If I haven't loved you, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing, but if I fall in love with you, I know better than anyone else how many regrets I would have and how boring life would be if I didn't meet you in this life."

He can't tell how much he loves her, he only knows that if it wasn't for her, probably no one would make him use any means so that he would rather hit himself several times to get it.

In a way, she had taught him that.

Muse's enthusiasm is a superficial temperament, while Wen Yi is wrapped in a layer of reserved and gentle sense of sight, but hides a long love that is more decisive and patient than anyone else.

"The fate and relationship between us were all won by you unilaterally. I know that I hurt you, and I also know that you have endured a lot during the five years when I was not here. I am sorry, but there is nothing more to say. any practical effect."

He stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and squeezed it as usual, maybe because he said too much, his low voice has gradually become hoarse, "I love you, I will Use all the years to pay for the injuries you have suffered and to convince you that you made the right choice."

"Yi'er, marry me again, will you?"

Wen Yi kept looking down at him, and she never blinked when he spoke.

The last rays of the setting sun fell on his silhouette. From her perspective, his face was actually not so clear, and the faint warm tones rendered his face an unreal beauty.

She heard her slow voice, "When... did you recover your memory?"

"Last car accident."

"why did not you tell me?"

"Now the effect is not bad."

"Did you paint this oil painting yourself?"

The man nodded and smiled, "Naturally."

It is not uncommon for him to be able to draw. The noble son of a big family can more or less all kinds of art, piano, violin and painting are the most basic, but he should not have touched it for a long time.

He is not a professional painter, but in her opinion, this painting is already excellent.

Because although she knew that he could paint, she had never seen him paint after marriage, and she was surprised that he still had such a skill after not touching him for many years.

"You got up in the middle of the night to do this?"

"It was painted in the company, but some follow-up needs to be finished and processed, so it only took a few nights."

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "Why did you think of giving me this as a wedding present?"

"Don't you like the snow scene in the manor? I'll give you a pair..." He paused, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled softly, "Besides, it's rare for me to spend so much time, energy and thought on preparing something that is nothing but romantic. Useful things, draw them and leave them as souvenirs for you.”

"..."

Wen Yi, "Did I agree to your marriage proposal? You haven't even put on the ring yet. Can you continue this atmosphere until the proposal is successful?"

Hearing this, Mo Shichen seemed to remember something, reached out and took out the ring box from his coat pocket, opened it, took out the diamond ring, grabbed her hand and put it on the ring finger of his left hand.

"..."

Wen Yi was speechless, and angrily wanted to withdraw her finger, but he still put the ring on slowly.

The man looked down at her fingers, with a deep smile on his lips, "You have my child in your stomach, you eat during the day, and sleep in my bed at night, if you don't marry me, I can marry you." Who? The marriage proposal is my fulfillment of your little fantasy as a woman. It is enough that the process of this ceremony is in place. As for the result, is there any other result?"

"..."

After putting on the ring, Mo Shichen stood up from the snow, slowly staring at her with smiling eyes, and opened his arms towards her, "Come here."

Wen Yi looked up at him.

His eyes didn't move, and he maintained this posture with his arms outstretched, as if she hadn't passed, and he had always been like this.

Soon, she took two steps forward and threw herself into his arms.

Mo Shichen kissed the top of her hair, then hugged her horizontally, and strode into the house with long legs, "It's cold outside, I'll carry you back."

Wen Yi wrapped his arms around his neck, his heart was full of soft sweetness, although it wasn't too surging, but it permeated every pore like a small stream, densely packed with little joys.

Suddenly, she thought of something, and hurriedly said, "My painting...you, do you just leave it when you're done using it?"

"Oh, I can only hug you alone. As for the painting, I'll let someone bring it in later."

"You can let me down and I will go by myself, and you take the painting."

"No," he refused bluntly, "I just proposed successfully, I want to hug you and my daughter, who is in the mood to care about it."

"..."

She said angrily, "It's mine, if you give it to me, it's mine!"

"Then wait until I carry you back, and you come back to get it yourself?"

Wen Yi was so angry that she lowered her head and bit his ear hard.

Ears are sensitive areas, not to mention that Mo Shichen hasn't relieved himself for a long time, he reacted a lot, breathing heavily, and said in a warning tone, "Baby, if you want to tease me hard, don't use Hands can handle it."

Of course Wen Yi knew what he meant, her face became hot, but she didn't dare to provoke the old rascal any more, and nestled obediently in his arms.

She raised her hand to play with her ring, and said deliberately picky, "The ring you used to propose is a wedding ring...Mr. Mo, you really know how to make the best use of everything. You are reluctant to buy a new ring."

The man glanced down at her, and said nonchalantly, "I'll give you a big diamond ring every day, okay?"

"..."

Wen Yi, "Oh, no need."

"Um."

"..."

When Mo Shichen carried her through the living room, he asked Mother Su to send someone to collect the painting and put it away properly. Then he carried her all the way back to the bedroom, put her on the single sofa, and leaned over to help her. She took off the scarf, and then took off her coat. The next step was to get straight to the point, bowed her head and raised her chin, and kissed it directly.

It's like rehearsing countless times of movie shots, it's done naturally and in one go.

I didn't know how long the kiss lasted, until Wen Yi was almost paralyzed on the sofa because of being robbed, her fingers grabbed the fabric of his clothes at some point, and when the kiss was over, her cheeks blushed as expected , slightly disordered breathing.

Mo Shichen picked her up and sat on it himself, then put her on his lap and held her in his arms.

Gently stroking her abdomen with his hand, Wen Yi's current figure does not show that she is obviously pregnant, but she does look a lot plumper than before, and the touch feels softer.

"Yi'er," the man's voice was hoarse and gentle, "Do you want to hold the wedding before the pregnancy is revealed, or wait until the child is born?"

Wen Yi didn't react for a while, "...a wedding?"