Picking up letters in the rain was not what the manor's bodyguards and servants thought He Chuan was... Because he was deeply in love, he wanted to keep everything she had.
In his opinion, this kind of thing is just a boring self-impression, but in fact it is very stupid.
Of course, he didn't want to show affection to save her as Wen Yi thought... Although Wen Yi thought that he would show a little bit of emotion with great affection, but that was their feeling, and subjectively he never Never had such an idea.
He picked up these letters just because he wanted to read them, nothing more.
Even though it rained too hard that night and no complete letter was preserved, he was sure that even if it was just a fragment, hundreds of complete or incomplete sentences and words, he could still get a lot of information from it. .
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When Mo Shichen looked at the watch on his wrist and calculated the time, he made an estimate and returned to the bedroom. Sure enough, he saw the woman coming out of the bathroom after washing, wiping her hair and bending down to find something.
The door was suddenly opened, and she was startled, turning her head to look at him.
Mo Shichen remained calm, with a slight smile on his thin lips, "What are you looking for?"
Wen Yi stood up straight and said, "Blow the wind."
"Sit down and I'll get it for you."
After saying that, she walked directly into the bathroom, quickly returned with a white hair dryer, opened it skillfully and freely, adjusted the temperature of the hair dryer, tried it with her hands, and then took off the towel she used to wipe her hair. He stood aside and blew for her.
After blowing for a while, Wen Yi said, "I'll do it myself. You can go take a shower."
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering if he remembered something. He nodded, handed the hair dryer to her, then stood up straight, packed his things and entered the bathroom.
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Wen Yi's hair was soft and soft, and only reached her shoulders. It was easy to blow dry. After she scratched the roots of her hair and couldn't feel the moisture anymore, she put down the hair dryer, walked to the window and looked at the lights outside, and then pulled out the hair dryer. When I closed the curtains and turned around, I happened to see the wedding photo.
It's so clean that I don't know what technology was used to preserve it. Even after so many years, it still doesn't look like there is any trace of age.
She remembered that during the wedding period, she felt happy every day when she looked at this wedding photo. It was so sweet that it could bubble up, just like her in the photo. Even though she looked reserved and ladylike, the curve of her smile and the joy in her expression were not the same. It's not too revealing, but those eyes are clearly full of sweet expectations.
And Mo Shichen...
There was a gentle smile on his handsome face, but there was a waveless indifference in his eyes.
Mo Shichen didn't soak in the bathtub like her. She could hear the gurgling sound of water in the shower.
When the man in the bathroom came out after taking a shower and put on a bathrobe, he saw the woman already lying on the quilt, with only a black head exposed, leaning sideways, facing the window.
He smiled silently.
He walked over calmly, turned on the bedside lamp, extinguished the luxuriously bright lamp on the ceiling, then lifted the quilt and got into bed.
Wen Yi could naturally feel his movements, and her heart suddenly became tense. Although they had just rolled over fiercely and crazily not long ago, it was all under special circumstances.
If she agrees, she agrees. It's not her style to hide away no matter how awkward it is, but...
How could she feel nervous? She was like a primary school student facing an exam. She had obviously not encountered a situation that made her nervous for a long time.
Just as her heartbeat was getting louder and louder, she was wondering whether this man would pretend to be sleeping with her without exposing her, and she tacitly agreed to sleep for the night. A big hand was already caressing her hair.
Wen Yi heard the man's low chuckle, "Vice President Wen, I heard that many people in the company are afraid of you. Do they know you have such a shy side... I didn't say something had to happen every night. If you don't want to do it, just show it to me, but why are you so cowardly that you pretend to sleep with me, eh?"
Who is cowardly
These two big characters and a big question mark passed over her head. Wen Yi turned her head suddenly. As soon as she opened her eyes wide, the man's handsome face enlarged and pressed down, blocking her lips and swallowing. What she was going to say.
The kiss was lingering and delicate. Although it was not fierce, it was full of teasing and bewitching, as if it would lead people to sink into the abyss without saying a word.
Wen Yi breathed a sigh of relief when she was kissed until her consciousness was blurred. It was okay, as before, this man was always a good bed material, and his technical endurance was not a challenge, so she didn't suffer much when having sex with him.
Although he is not very qualified as a husband, when it comes to being a lover, the experience is still very good.
Just as Wen Yi thought of this, the man had already ended the kiss.
Her face was cloudy and cloudy, her eyes were misty as if they were dipped in water vapor, and her voice was as soft as her original voice, "What's wrong?"
Mo Shichen looked at her like this, and a tight wave of heat gradually gathered in his lower abdomen, but he still resisted it, stood up on his side, supported his head on his elbow, looked down at her, and smiled softly. He said, "I don't want to sleep, Mrs. Mo, please chat with me for a while."
Chat... chat
"Well, it's still early." The man already had a very pleasant voice, and he spoke with a smile, which made people's hearts even more exciting. "Or does Mrs. Mo not want to chat, but rather do something more like a lover?"
Wen Yi had already woken up. She looked at the man's handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and she suddenly felt displeased at being manipulated.
This man has been trying to manipulate her since he came back from Paris. From the time he was rejected at the banquet to the time he made those few agreements, he seemed to have really got a handle on her. Even now—
He must have felt that women didn't like having sex for the sake of having sex, so he deliberately chose to chat with her instead when she thought he wanted to sleep with her.
Yes, although she did not refuse or show rejection, she did not like it and was just following the agreement. But compared with this, she disliked this man even more for his general arrogance.
Wen Yi looked at him intently for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hands from the quilt and climbed onto his shoulders. After a trace of surprise flashed across the man's eyebrows, she turned over, pushed him, and sat astride him. waist.
Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes at the woman sitting on top of him. She was so bold that he would not lift her down. He only smiled deeply and long, and this time he really smiled. Her voice was a little hoarse, "Dear Mrs. Mo, what are you doing?"
Wen Yi licked her crimson lips and smiled, "I always remember that you tortured me all night in Jiangcheng and tied my hands with a belt. How about..."
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