Wen Yi slowly sat up. She dropped one leg back to the ground, and raised a hand to comb her hair, which was neither long nor short. She looked at him when she heard this, nodded, and said expressionlessly. , "I really didn't expect... You've come to this point and you still won't let me go."
After she started doing it, she took a long breath, pinched her eyebrows and smiled, "You are so persistent, I almost think you love me very much."
He looked at her deeply and quietly, "If I love you very much, will you go back with me?"
Wen Yi smiled and said slowly, "You said this, do you believe it?"
Mo Shichen bent down and put his hands on her sides, with a smile on his lips and a gentle voice, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."
She turned away, "I don't want to eat with you."
He raised his hand and brushed her long hair, "Baby, you will be hungry if you don't eat."
“…”
Wen Yi laughed angrily at him and said harshly, "How can there be such a persistent man like you? Go and look at yourself in the mirror and see how annoying you are now."
He said calmly, "Since it's annoying, why should I bother myself? It's more comfortable to look at your face."
Wen Yi, "..."
She leaned back and distanced herself from him, as if she could see him more clearly. She stared at the handsome face in front of her in silence for several seconds, then suddenly smiled and said lazily, " You’re chasing me, right?”
He seemed surprised, "Isn't it obvious enough?"
Wen Yi sneered in her heart, but she didn't show it this time, "You said it yourself that it is natural to pursue a woman and be courteous, right?"
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes slightly and explained in advance, "It's okay to be courteous, but it's not okay to be obedient."
She licked her lips, propped her elbows on the sofa beside her, and said casually, "If you want to have dinner with me, fine, you can do it yourself."
"My cooking skills are average, madam. I can only cook food."
Wen Yi tilted her head and touched her ears, "Look at you, you are pestering me to have dinner with you, and you are refusing to ask me to cook. You have even kidnapped me anyway, why don't you just pack me and stuff it into your luggage?" box, checked it back to Paris, and then imprisoned me, like in a movie, a locked room."
"My wife wants to eat the food I cooked, how could I resist her?" He looked into her eyes and smiled slightly, "I'm just afraid that the food I cook will not suit your appetite and make you hungry."
Wen Yi sneered, "What you are saying is like what men outside say to women, dear, I really want you to live a good life, but I just sit around and wait to die every day without any ambition."
“…”
"My wife is really a seed contestant in the debate world."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"What would the wife like to eat?"
Wen Yi raised his eyebrows. He was really planning to cook it. He immediately became a little interested and went through all kinds of Chinese dishes in his mind. "Let's not talk about anything else. I don't eat rice as my staple food."
He asked seriously, "Eating noodles?"
"I want to eat xiaolongbao."
The man smiled, "I didn't remember that you liked Xiao Long Bao very much, madam."
"You want to eat now, can't you?"
Mo Shichen nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll go to the supermarket to buy it. There should be frozen ones that can be eaten hot."
Wen Yi looked at him, "Are you kidding me?"
"You think the supermarket food doesn't taste good?"
She played with her fingers with a half-smile, "Master Mo, do you know what it means to do it yourself?"
Mo Shichen understood immediately, "Madam, you want me to start by mixing flour..."
Wen Yi smiled appreciatively, "Master Mo also knows that flour is needed to make steamed buns. He is more down-to-earth than I thought."
"It's too obvious for Mrs. to force others to do something difficult."
She stopped her smile and said coldly, "Is it obvious that you found someone to tie me up?"
“…”
He compromised, "Okay, I'll make steamed buns for you."
Isn't it just making steamed buns? There is something he can't learn.
"For dessert, cake."
He said calmly, "I just mixed the flour together. What about the dishes? What do you want to order?"
Wen Yi has been in Paris all year round. Although she has eaten there many times, she doesn't know much about the domestic dishes, at least not enough to describe them all. She recalled the restaurants she went to before and saw vaguely familiar dishes from the menus. She remembered the menus and quoted them one by one. She quoted about six or seven. The man interrupted her and said, "That's about it. Madam, do you want us to eat in the early morning?"
She curled her lips slightly and said reluctantly, "Okay, let's eat these for now."
The man was silent for a few seconds, then asked in a low voice with a smile on his lips, "If you are satisfied, can we sleep together tonight?"
"If you are willing to let me go, let alone tonight, I will sleep with you for a month without any problem."
He scratched her face with the back of his finger and smiled lightly, "Is it possible for a person like me to do this kind of business if I trade it for one month in my life?"
Wen Yi talked to him lazily, relaxed her body and slumped on the sofa, but the next second she was hugged by the man. The shocked and defenseless woman screamed in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
The man hugged her and strode out with long legs. He explained in a low voice, "This is someone else's house. I will take you back to the hotel. Your luggage has been sent there. I just went to the mall to buy groceries."
To steam the buns, he has to start by kneading the noodles, and he probably has to buy the vegetables himself, right
Wen Yi flew a long distance and was kidnapped again after getting off the plane. Although she was not afraid, she couldn't run away due to physical and mental fatigue. The man's constant pestering also made her tired, so she didn't bother to struggle. She just calmly calmed down when he carried her into the elevator. He said, "Mo Shichen is as capable as I am, and I have worked under him for five years to develop a very good tacit understanding as a vice president. Mo Shiqian cannot find another one in Lancheng. Unless I am willing, Otherwise, he won’t let you take him away, do you understand?”
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, his gentle expression was piercingly cold. Kang Ding was useless. He asked him to check things for more than ten hours but there was still no news. Is it possible that he couldn't catch Mo Shiqian's weakness? Do you want him to spend time with her in Lancheng
He spoke, his tone was slightly sarcastic but he didn't seem to care much, and he said casually, "No problem, I'll let him go back to Paris, and I'll be the president of this Asia region. Anyway, I'm alone, and it's the same wherever I am."
“…”
She said coolly, "Is your ex-fiancée not very smart? Didn't she have a bad mental state after being rescued and she was about to collapse and go crazy at any time? I don't know why I want to dump you at such a good time. Get sick, or send some considerate warmth..." She sneered coldly, "Other than committing suicide, there is no other way to chase a man."
Regarding Li Qianrui's topic, Mo Shichen didn't say anything, but lowered his head and kissed her cheek to express his attitude in a close manner.
Wen Yi frowned and raised her hand to wipe the place where he kissed her, "Okay, let me down and I'll go by myself."