Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

The man bit her earlobe lightly and asked dumbly, "Ignore me, are you willing?"

Hearing this tone, Chi Huan heard a scent of madness and contentment. Looking at his handsome face close at hand, she couldn't help but bit his thin lips heavily.

As a result, the man pinched his jaw before he quit, and it was another long, deep kiss.

After kissing her, his hands began to crawl around her irregularly...

Chi Huan, "..."

She caught his hand that reached into her clothes, and blushed, "You have enough, Mo Shiqian, you really have to think about this without seeing me."

He followed the line of her jaw and kissed it to the base of the ear, and said in a low and vague voice, "You count it yourself, when was the last time."

Ok……

Last time, it was almost a month later.

Speaking of this matter, except for the twenty days she spent in Paris before, he has not been fed. After all, after many months in a foreign country, it is understandable that the saying goes that a little is better than a newlywed.

But she still grabbed his hand tightly, preventing him from making any further movements, and said with her face up, "Night, good evening, whatever you want to do at night, role-playing is not a problem."

Mo Shiqian lowered his head to stare at her coquettish face, and raised his lips with a faint smile, "It doesn't seem to be tempting, Huanhuan, when did you not do it just like me?"

Chi Huan, "..."

"I'm hungry. I didn't eat at noon. I was mad at you."

"..."

"You haven't married you yet, so you don't even care about my stomach thinking about your meat?"

"..."

She satisfactorily watched the man turn into a helpless handsome face, pursed her lips, "Go to the restaurant outside or buy some food for me to eat?"

He looked at her condescendingly, and said funnyly with his thin lips, "Why don't you have the option of making me eat, don't you often cook by yourself at home?"

When they separated the two countries and talked about text messages or videos, they would talk about daily and trivial things, so even in Paris, he had a basic understanding of her life.

She blinked, "In fact, compared to restaurants, I still like to eat yours."

Mo Shiqian looked at her in his spare time and said nothing.

Chi Huan moved her red lips together and kissed his cheek, "Okay?"

He raised his hand to touch her head, and said lazily, "His Royal Highness wants to eat, how can I not do it."

She immediately curled her eyebrows with a smile, and kissed again, "Hey, love you."

Chi Huan got down after four o'clock, and it's about five o'clock now. It was just when the sun was down. After getting up from her, the man bowed his head and pulled the sleeve of his shirt. His movements were graceful, and his brows and eyes were pure and handsome.

She stood up with her arms around his strong waist, and then raised her head in his arms and said, "You cook, I will visit our new home."

Mo Shiqian had no objection, but just said, "Living here tonight, I will have someone move for you tomorrow."

She lowered her head and thought, and after a while, she said tentatively, "Should I move in now...I think we will move in after we get married. It feels more like a new marriage."

He looked down at her and said tepidly, "Why don't you save the first night to the wedding night? Isn't it more bridal?"

Chi Huan, "..."

Mo Shiqian patted her head and gave a conclusion lightly, "No discussion."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Chi Huan, "..."

She made a grimace at his back, and then she didn’t care. She looked around the decoration of the living room and found the stairs leading to the second floor after a circle. She walked strangely along the stairs and touched the handrails. Up.

The second floor is the living room.

The master bedroom, two study rooms, two cloakrooms.

There is one room that is basically vacant.

When she was outside just now, she only thought that the whole villa should have been renovated. After the doors were pushed open, she realized that it was completely ready to move in.

Needless to say, the bedding and the toiletries in the bathroom are also brand new and neatly placed.

Even the cloakroom is full of her clothes... They are all new products of the season without the tags.

Except for the bookshelf in the study room is still very empty, it is probably to move all the books in her apartment.

Arranging these...it should take a long time.

A few days is definitely not enough.

If you start looking for a cost-effective new villa as their future home, even from the first day of their reconciliation, you will have to be in a hurry to achieve this effect.

During this time, he basically stayed in Paris.

If the proposal just now made her feel happy and delighted, it was after all what she expected. As a woman, she would feel happy when she was proposed by the man she did.

But to say surprise, gradually swaying the villa, these two words really filled her heart a little bit.

He should have started preparing very early.

Whether it is an apartment, a house, or even an office, the owner's thoughts are more or less, which can actually be easily felt.

Whether it’s cold or emotional, I can feel it, just like his villa in Paris after Xia Tangtang walked for a few months, she still shows her shadow everywhere, here is also the meticulousness she can tell Consider it.

Hmm... this is indeed the pragmatic romance of Mo Shiqian.

After going around indoors, Chi Huan ran out again, running in the garden happily. Thinking about whether she should raise a cat or a dog, after thinking about it for a long time, she didn’t come up with a reason, so she thought about waiting again. I have discussed with the piece of wood.

When Mo Shiqian made dinner and went to find someone to eat, Chi Huan was swinging on the swing in the lawn.

She wears a very homely, simple and soft sweater, and her long hair is scattered. The last beauty of the sunset seems to be gathered on her body. The whole person is exuding warm and charming, and there is a kind of little girl. Pure and wanton.

The man walked over with his long legs, stood next to the swing, raised his hand to buckle the autumn rope, and anchored the woman who was dangling high, looked down at her smiling face, and smiled when he spoke. "Swing on a swing is so fun?"

Like a child.

Chi Huan leaned his head on the rope, "Why would you think of making a swing here?"

She probably never expressed that she likes swings and the like. She is quite precocious, especially when she is not mature enough, the more she wants to advertise her maturity, so she sometimes scorns these things.

"Not for you."

Chi Huan raised her brows, "Could it be your childhood obsession?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He shook her a few times without seriousness, and smiled faintly, "For my daughter."

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