He asked her to eat with him and watch him eat. It wasn't that she didn't want to refuse, but she was too lazy to refuse.
Even though we have already slept, we still have to make a lot of noise while having a meal together. Is it annoying or pretentious
Mo Shichen looked down at her, with a hint of danger in his eyes, "Can't you get excited?"
She turned her face away, assuming that she was too lazy to pay attention to him.
The corner of Mo Shichen's lips raised and he smiled silently. Suddenly, he clasped his arm around her waist and took her back. A few steps later, when Wen Yi opened her eyes wide and almost screamed, they both He fell into the leather sofa behind him.
He lowered his head, blew gently into her cochlea, and smiled softly, "What should I do? As for me, the more you don't want to talk to me or quarrel with me, the more I want to Let’s have a fight with you.”
Wen Yi wanted to push the man pressing on her, but she couldn't.
She licked her lips to calm down her emotions again, looked at him with cold eyes, and sneered coldly, "What, you still want to force me to have a hard time in your office?"
He smiled, "Can't you?"
Wen Yi actually wanted to provoke him.
Come on, does he think she's afraid
But thinking about the consequences, she felt, or she knew, that there was nothing this man couldn't do.
Besides, what good could come from provoking him? She would still be slept with, and it was not her turn to take advantage. There was no benefit to her in provoking him just because the horse was about to be retaliated.
Wen Yi closed her eyes and said calmly and coldly, "Don't you want to eat? Why don't you ask me to bring it over and leave it there?"
The man's eyes fell on her body, and his fingers were wandering around as if he was considering where to start. He replied in a low voice, "It's the same as eating it later."
"Mo Shichen, you... um."
He kissed her and placed his hands on her waist, locking her in his arms in this way. No matter how hard she struggled, she could only stay within this radius. The kiss was so strong and menacing that the man's hands were groping at the same time. After unbuttoning her shirt, his big palms covered the soft mass without scruples, kneading it so hard that it hurt her.
Warm anger was rising up with uncontrollable momentum, and she bit his lips and tongue in an unruly manner, finally forcing the man to end the kiss and leave her lips slightly.
When her hand was free again, she didn't hesitate for a second. She directly raised her hand and slapped her hard, "Mo Shichen, don't bully others too much!"
He stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips, and sneered, "I still bullied you," the man pinched her chin with his hand, smiling softly, "Wen Yi, if I take the time to follow You can't win anything back at any price, so in these three months, if I bully you appropriately, can it make up for my psychological loss and injustice to some extent?"
Wen Yi's breathing was rapid, but this time she didn't hesitate and slapped her again.
There were two "snaps" in succession, and a red slap mark appeared faintly on the man's handsome face.
He raised his hand and touched his face. The knee of one leg replaced his arm against her hip. He looked at her condescendingly. There was still a slight smile on his handsome face, but in those black eyes, there was something floating. The original danger in his body, "Look at you, Vice President Wen, you were the one who bit me until I saw blood, you were the one who slapped me twice, but it was me who bullied others too much. What's the point of this, huh?" "
Wen Yi felt that she was not afraid of him, but the man's indescribable aura that made his pores tremble was constantly stimulating her nerves, "Mo Shichen, are you a bitch? Put it away? Living a good life is not comfortable, so you have to look for trouble?"
He raised his thin lips and said coldly, "I can't bear to see you look like a dead person."
He had just torn off two buttons of Wen Yi's shirt, revealing two soft milk-white bras wrapped around her. Her chest was slumped together, and the curves seemed to be clearer, but she had no time to take care of this at the moment. The exposed spring light.
Seeing that her temper was almost uncontrollable, Mo Shichen continued to stimulate her with a calm voice and a cool tone, "Look at you, Qian Rui will do whatever it takes to get me. You may say she is younger, but Muse, you are two years older." When I was three years old, I gave up on me and went through a failed marriage. Although I was haggard and lonely, I still couldn't muster up the energy to make a comeback. How about you?"
He deliberately lowered his head, letting the thin lips that opened and closed press against her at the distance of his little finger, "Ability, means, background, they are all powerful in everything, but they want to divorce me but are afraid of breaking out and angering me. The Wen family didn't dare to quarrel with me. They signed an agreement to convince themselves that I am good in bed and sleeping with me would be a good thing. You just don't dare. You don't want to have any conflicts with me, don't want any collision or friction. You just want to be like an ostrich. Just like burying myself in the sand, I just want to live in peace, so I endure everything I can."
Wen Yi's eyes were wide open, the pupils were slightly dilated, but the eye circles seemed to be red.
"Muse joined their family business in order to get closer to me. Do you still think that with her starting point, she will never be able to surpass you in her working ability in her whole life? They all seem to be good to you. Ask yourself... are you really good to them? ?”
She looked at this man's face, both handsome and evil.
There was a mocking expression on his face, "Vice President Wen, I am spoiled by women, but you have been tempered by life and reality to the point where you neither want to attack nor rob, and have no fighting spirit. I originally thought that I would get along with you." I will like you more and more and even love you, but I suddenly discovered that your heart looks haggard and old due to the vicissitudes of life, and you neither dare to love nor hate."
Mo Shichen removed his fingers from pinching her chin, put away his malicious ridicule, and said calmly, "I always feel that I might have loved you before, but you didn't know it, and neither did I... But now. You, I suddenly no longer have the confidence to love you."
He straightened up and left the sofa completely. He no longer imprisoned her, and the pure masculine aura that belonged to him also disappeared.
He lowered his head and glanced at her with a traceless gaze.
Wen Yi was sitting on the sofa in a panic. Her neatly styled short hair was a lot messy. She didn't even arrange her clothes. Her fingers were holding the shirt around her waist, causing wrinkles to form.
The white fingers trembled slightly.
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