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

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind hit her head on, and she trembled.

These days, when the sun is out, she would go for a walk in the garden in the afternoon. Even on November, she didn't go for a walk because she was pregnant. It can be said that she hardly left the room that was heated for 24 hours.

The deep cold that I haven't felt for a long time made her face seem stiff.

Wen Zhang just walked to the garage, before starting to light the car, he was suddenly beaten up from behind and picked up. Before she screamed, the man’s stern voice exploded above her head, "Wen Yi, you are crazy. Okay, do you know how many degrees outside are you running out like this?!"

Although Mo Shichen is a strong person, he rarely speaks so sternly and raises his voice, especially after Wen Yi is pregnant, except for teasing her, other times he is so gentle that he is almost obedient.

It was cold winter, not to mention how low the outdoor temperature was in the early morning, it was self-evident that Wen Yi put on a coat casually outside his nightdress, how could he not lose his temper, this woman really became less and less important.

When Wen Yi reacted, Mo Shichen was already holding her and strode indoors.

In the light of the manor that was lit up all night, the whirling shadows of branches and leaves fell on the handsome face of the man, some of which were unreal, only the obvious anger appeared to be alive.

She only felt that the boulder that was pressing on her heart fell back to its original place, and it wrapped the man's neck smoothly.

Not because she was almost taken aback just now, but because he appeared in front of her.

He is at home.

Mo Shichen returned to the house with Wen Zhang, but didn't put it down. He kept holding her upstairs and went into the bedroom door and put her on the bed. Then he stripped off her messy clothes and threw her aside. Wrap it in a quilt.

But his frowning eyebrows were still not stretched, and his tone was still a stern reprimand, "You are still pregnant with a child so late, what do you want to run out recklessly? Recently, Tai Ansheng wanted to have an accident? Wen Yi, What is your measure?"

She quietly allowed him to scold him, and said, "Where did you go without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

The man replied calmly, almost conditioned, "Study."

Wen Yi pursed his lips, and the heart that had just returned to his place shrank again.

After a while, she raised her eyes to meet his eyes and said lightly, "Don't you think about it, is it possible that I have been to your study just now?"

Wen Yi guessed that he was really stunned by her just now, too, a pregnant woman ran outside without getting dressed properly in the middle of the winter and the twelfth lunar month. The average husband was scared enough.

So that he didn't think much about it, so he told this lie that was too easy to be exposed.

The bedroom quieted down.

It's so quiet that you can hear the low whistling cold wind outside.

Mo Shichen looked down at her, "You go out... to find me?"

Wen Yi looked at him, "Otherwise?"

Did he react?

This is the second time that Young Master Mo has become dull tonight. She suddenly wanted to know what he did.

Mo Shichen only thought that she was looking for him.

Yes, besides looking for him, what else can she say for.

He stepped forward, leaned over and hugged her with the quilt, his voice lowered, "sorry."

This is the first time since he was drunk and she compromised with him to be good with him, he truly and surely felt that Wen Yiken stayed by his side was not just to compromise, she cared about him, and...love he?

If she didn't care, she wouldn't find it so disorderly, neither knowing to call him, nor telling the servant or bodyguard to find it for her.

He hugged her, Wen Yi's face leaned against his shoulder.

She silently looked at the soft but not thick fabric on his body.

Because she went out in such a dress, he had a rare temper tantrum, but she was wrapped in a coat anyway, and he had always wore this nightgown from going out to coming in just now.

She felt soft, but she still had to figure out the question, "Where did you go when you didn't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Mo Shichen sat down, hugged her in her arms, and whispered gently, "I woke up from a nightmare, couldn't sleep, and walked around."

It seems to have said in the past.

"Then why did you lie to me just now, saying you were in the study."

The man was silent for two seconds, his tone unchanged, low and gentle, "I'm afraid you are worried."

Wen Yi did not fully accept this statement.

But... she wondered, if not so, what could he do?

He is indeed at home, can he do anything that needs to be kept from her at home? She can't figure it out.

Mo Shichen also knew that Wen Yi was not good to deceive. After waiting for a while, he saw her looking up at the ceiling and couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking?"

"I wonder if our servants are young and beautiful."

"..."

Mo Shichen was about to laugh at her, "Is there?"

The servants in the manor are basically very qualified. For women, there are basically no women under 30. Except for Mama Su, most of them are between 30 and 45, and there are only two or three under 35. One.

Wen Yi is serious, "That Sally, although she is thirty-three years old and looks average, she is well maintained and has the charm of a mature young woman."

"..."

He seemed to smile, "Miss Wen, do you suspect that I committed adultery with a servant under your nose?"

Wen Yimo, the possibility is indeed not very great.

The man faintly said, "I am the most admirable person. I would rather drive out for an hour on a snowy night to find a high-end lady or a woman I am willing to dedicate to me, and I am not interested in a woman with mediocre appearance, knowledge, temperament and body. ."

Wen Yi bit his chin severely.

Mo Shichen looked down at her, "Is the child in your stomach a dog? I love biting so much recently."

"Who is interested in listening to your preference? Don't you say that no one regards you as dead!"

The man is not tepid, "Is it right? Some people still want to commit adultery with the servant."

"..."

Wen Yi rushed at him, the man was unprepared, she rushed to him, and lost two children in front of him. Although the second happened after his accident, Mo Shichen was inevitably more nervous than ordinary men. Be careful."

"Nagging, nagging, sleep."

"..."

Mo Shichen hummed, put her in his arms with one hand, and stretched out the other to turn off the light.

In the quiet darkness, Wen Yi lay on the man's arms, but his eyes were open. Thinking back and forth in his mind, still...Is he really unable to sleep and go for a walk? But if not, what else can he do?

…………

Wen Yi hadn't been entangled with the affairs of this night for long. Although she couldn't figure it out, she couldn't think of anything he could do to apologize to her. It was impossible to really go with the servant.

But after two or three nights, Wen Yi woke up again in the middle of the night and found that the man was not in bed.

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