After washing, he insisted on wiping her body with a towel, and finally went back to the bedroom. After searching for her nightgown for a while, he lost his patience, took out his own shirt, and went back to the bathroom to wrap it up for her. .
She didn't want it at first, but she didn't have the strength at that time, so she simply let him go.
So she stood up and sat up. After the quilt slipped from her body, she was wearing a white men's shirt. The buttons were casually buttoned and loose. The hickeys on her collarbone could be seen, and the collarbone could also be vaguely seen clearly. The color of the snow below was undulating, half-covered and half-covered, and the hair was messy, showing a cold and reserved look that was indescribably sexy and abject.
Mo Shichen stood still and flicked the cigarette ashes casually with his fingers. His handsome face did not show the smile of the past. He said lightly, "Madam, I was in a bad mood last night, so I may have a bad attitude. Now, I I’ll give you another formal reply. I don’t agree with the breakup. If you insist on divorce, you, me, and your family will not look good.”
After all, he probably expected that now that her face was broken, she would probably not give him a good look anymore. After saying this, he started to smoke the cigarette again and left the bedroom without even thinking about it.
Wen Yi really didn't expect that he waited for her to get up just to say such a thing.
"Mo Shichen..."
Mo Shichen froze in his steps. He did not look back. He only took off the cigarette from the corner of his lips and smiled lightly, "Madam, you should know that many people in this world know that behind high returns are high risks. If you marry me, you will The benefits our family has received are enough to move us up a level, and we should bear the same amount of risks behind this marriage—it’s no good if you insist on confronting me head-on.”
Wen Yi bit her lip, the man had already opened the door.
Wen Yi was also extremely irritated by his calmly looking down remarks. On impulse, she grabbed something and threw it at him without thinking.
Mo Shichen noticed something with his keen sixth sense, put his hand on the door handle, and turned around.
His forehead was hit by an attacker.
The cell phone thrown by Wen Yi hit the man on the forehead and fell to the ground with a thud.
She didn't have anything to grab, so she couldn't throw the pillow. It was only thrown for flirting.
Mo Shichen took back his hand that was on the doorknob, touched his forehead, then looked down at the phone that fell to the ground, then raised his head and looked at the woman still sitting on the bed expressionlessly.
Wen Yi was startled, and she felt a little guilty when he saw it. After all, she had never done anything like using violence to hit someone. She pursed her lips, with a thin layer of red on her face, and looked at his There was also blood-filled anger in his eyes, and the emotions were intertwined, complex and profound.
The man pulled his lips, bent down to pick up the phone, played with it in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at her, smiled warmly, "It's broken, your phone is really in trouble, I Have someone buy you a new one."
After saying that he was about to walk out, Wen Yi was stunned for a moment. Without thinking, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He stepped on the ground with his bare feet and walked quickly to chase him.
Mo Shichen naturally heard her movement, took a few steps, stopped, turned around and looked at the woman running towards him.
She quickly walked to him.
He lowered his head and looked at her lightly, waiting for her to take the initiative to speak.
Wen Yi stretched out her hand and said, "Give me your phone back."
"broken."
She frowned, "Even if it's broken, it's mine."
Mo Shichen's fingertips traced the cracks on the phone screen, and there was a smile in his voice, "Oh, you threw it to me, I thought it was mine."
Throw it to him
Wen Yi didn't want to say too much to him, so she turned her face and looked away, and repeated coldly, "Give it back to me."
He glanced at her, then turned away.
When Wen Yi realized that he had gone away, she looked at his back and frowned. She didn't know what the man wanted to do with her phone. Was he going to quarrel
She thought so, but in the end she could only pursue her. Everyone knew that there was a lot of privacy on the phone, and even if it was not in the hands of others, she still felt insecure. Besides, he had deleted her number privately and had seen her again. text messages, it is not unusual for her to look through the contents of her mobile phone.
By the time she chased after him, Mo Shichen had already reached the stairs.
He looked back at her, his eyes moving from the hickey on her collarbone to the shallow groove exposed to the air because of the looseness, and then continued down to the two slender, white, and pretty breasts under the hem of the shirt.
The man's Adam's apple rolled up and he said playfully, "Our chef is a man. Do you want to continue like this?"
Wen Yi no longer had a good temper, and her tone was naturally not good either. She was annoyed and impatient, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Isn't it fair that I confiscate your phone if you hit me with it?"
She said with a cold face, "There's something wrong with you, right?"
He lightly shrugged and chuckled, "Why, you are only allowed to pester me for a divorce and make me unhappy, but you are not allowed to fail to do what you want?"
Wen Yi's face was expressionless, "Are you fucking boring?"
Mo Shichen lowered his head, as if he had discovered a new world, with a rogue expression on his handsome face, "Hey, did you curse someone with your cell phone?"
"give me back."
"Ah."
After he finished, he wanted to go downstairs.
Wen Yi really didn't want to get into this meaningless entanglement with him, but she also didn't want her phone to fall into this man's hands, so she reached out to grab it herself in desperation.
Even her own people couldn't snatch it back from this man's hand, let alone the mobile phone. When Mo Shichen raised his arm, she had to jump, but she didn't know if she could get it.
Wen Yi blushed even more with anger. She felt that this man was just like a young man who had not yet fully developed his mind. He was childish and boring. But she couldn't help it. She raised her voice and roared with anger, "What do you want?" How about it?"
Mo Shichen looked at her messy and charming hair and said calmly, "Stop making troubles about breaking up with me. I will naturally follow your lead."
Wen Yi looked coldly.
The early morning light already has golden rays of morning sun, but it is still cool.
She withdrew her hand, calmed down all her expressions, and became cold and distant again, "Okay, you can take it if you like it."
After saying that, she stopped looking at him, turned around and walked towards the bedroom without looking back, and without even the slightest hesitation in her steps.
Mo Shichen looked at her straight and neat back, his lips became more and more pursed, and the contour lines stretched out with a deep sinister and fierce feeling.
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