She was quite frightened and her eyes widened.
Above is the man's handsome and gloomy face, staring down at her. His eyes are deep and gloomy, like a deep forest where the sun doesn't shine all year round. It's dark and cold.
As Wen Yi was stared at by him, the tiny hairs on her body that were invisible to the naked eye began to tremble one by one.
"what are you doing?"
"Miss Wen," Mo Shichen's voice was restrained and hoarse, and his eyes were igniting with clusters of blue flames. The corners of his lips curled up, and he said with a half-smile, "You are bullying me because I have no memory. I can only let you confuse right and wrong."
Wen Yi felt guilty for a moment, but her moral principles were there after all. She didn't show any emotion on her face, she just smiled softly and said, "Is there any meaning to confuse black and white?"
The man also looked very calm, with a calm smile on his thin lips, and there was an unspeakable danger that was ready to strike. "Usually, when a woman constantly stimulates a man, there are usually only two possibilities."
"oh?"
"First of all, you despise me from the bottom of your heart and feel that I am not worthy of you." He stared into her eyes as he spoke, with a hint of aggression in his eyes that made her unable to look away for no reason. She was forced to look at him, but the man's voice contained a low-spirited smile, "However, if I wasn't worthy, Miss Wen probably wouldn't have loved me enough."
She turned her face away, wanting to ask if she could stop being so close to her.
But before she opened her mouth, she felt like she couldn't say anything.
When the man spoke and breathed, the breath of his nose and lips fell on her skin. The temperature inevitably made her face heat up a few degrees. His smell overwhelmed her sense of smell, and her body became even more sensitive and stiff. stand up. <>
The movement of her face away made the man's lips directly touch her ear, which made his voice seem to become clearer and audible, "Secondly, I don't believe that the woman under me can't have an orgasm." Miss Wen wants to provoke me with such nonsense—to force me to have sex with you in this clumsy way?"
She was on the sofa, and the man was on top of her.
Before he did anything, Wen Yi felt a strong sense of aggression.
Mo Shichen lowered his head and kissed her neck.
Her mind went blank briefly, and just when the man's thin lips were about to touch her skin, Wen Yi's short voice suddenly called out, "Do you still want Li Qianrui's medical expenses?"
He paused.
But the distance is still very close, so close that the breaths blend and the ambiguity swirls.
She retreated in panic, leaving the area wrapped in his breath. Wen Yi's breathing was still a little disordered, "Who gave you the courage to touch me without my consent?"
Her white fingers resting on the sofa unconsciously grasped a corner of the pillow. Her face was still stern, but her fair complexion and blushing face weakened her momentum. She said angrily, "More Next time, just wait until Li Qianrui is thrown out of the hospital."
Mo Shichen looked at her, with a bright and undisguised smile in his eyes, and whispered playfully, "So sensitive, is Miss Wen the traditional one?"
Wen Yi stayed far away from him, leaning on the armrest with her waist, occupying a space with him, and ignored him with a straight face.
This man has fallen so low that he sleeps with her, so why doesn't he realize that his self-esteem has been hurt at all
He dared to tease her in turn. <>
Wen Yi smashed the pillow over, stood up and said coldly, "Go tell Aleb that I need to eat after taking a shower."
After saying that, he entered the master bedroom without looking back.
… …
More than forty minutes later, Wen Yi came out again with wet short hair. Other women with short hair looked either smart and neat or playful and concise, but she was the only one, especially in the half-wet state like now. , has a unique charm.
But this time she didn't wear a bathrobe. Instead, she wore a comfortable long dress. The color was ivory white and matched her skin very well. At first glance, she looked more gentle.
It was the first time he saw her wearing a dress.
He thought she was going to repeat that monotonous office style until she grew old.
Seeing her coming out, Mo Shichen stood up and said in a gentlemanly manner, "Dinner has been placed in the restaurant. It arrived in five minutes. It's just right to eat now."
Wen Yi glanced at him, hummed coldly, and then walked into the restaurant.
When she reached the door, she paused, turned around and looked at the man who put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked leisurely and indifferent, "Have you had dinner?"
"have eaten."
"Oh..." The corners of her lips curved, "Come here and eat with me."
Mo Shichen, “…”
"What are you doing standing here, waiting for me to come over and invite you?"
The man walked over with long legs, raised his hand and pinched her chin, lowered his head to try to stop smiling and said, "Are you childish, aren't you?"
Wen Yi smiled and said, "You make people feel disgusted when they look at you. <>"
Mo Shichen turned away, smiled, and then looked at her again, "You look more like you like me." He put a little more force on his fingers, lowered his head and came closer to her, "Honestly, Wen Yi, stay with me. Sleeping is nonsense, you just want me to stay with you, huh? You really look like a kindergarten kid."
She kept smiling, "It is indeed a good thing for people to have confidence, but you are a little too much."
After saying that, she raised her hand and slapped his hand away, walked to the dining table and sat down.
She picked up the knife and fork and smiled at the man across the table, "You eat with me, and you finish everything I can't finish, otherwise Li Qianrui won't have anything to eat tomorrow."
Mo Shichen, “…”
After saying that, she began to eat happily.
He stared at her face expressionlessly for a while, then a cool smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly, "Wen Yi, don't fall into my hands in the future."
Wen Yi chuckled and said in a controlled tone, "I'm so scared."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the man's cold eyes. That silent and insidious aura was like a beast lurking in the dark, staring at you, waiting for the opportunity to jump out and pin you under its paws. , the sharp teeth will tear you to pieces in the blink of an eye.
A few wisps of chill ran down her back, and she suddenly lost some confidence.
If this man returns to Paris and takes over as president... he might really take revenge on her.
She lowered her head and cut the steak and ate in silence, secretly thinking that she would call Mo Shiqian tomorrow and ask him to promise that Mo Shichen would not have the opportunity to tease her or disturb their family in the future.