How could Mo Shichen let go? From a psychological point of view, frequent close physical contact is also effective in adding psychological distance. If you can kiss, you can't kiss, and if you can hug, you can't not hug.
He seemed to have a good temper and replied, "Don't let go."
“…”
Wen Yi really didn't know how to deal with such a shameless man, and she couldn't do such a thing as making her make a big fuss. It was not in line with her temperament and she found it embarrassing, so she simply closed her eyes and refused to communicate with him. .
Even if Mo Shichen didn't lower his head to look at her, the corner of his eye would fall on her face. Upon seeing this, a smile would appear on his lips, and then he would lower his head and kiss her on the face.
Wen Yi, "..."
This time she didn't even bother to wipe it, and pretended to be dead with an expressionless face.
After getting in the car, she opened her eyes and asked coldly, "Where is my bag?"
The man started the car and answered simply and clearly, "At the hotel."
She said calmly, "Then take me back to the hotel first, and then go buy groceries yourself."
"We have to take a detour and waste time."
"I'm sleepy, I need to go back to sleep."
"You haven't eaten yet, ma'am."
The barley was tepid, "You won't be able to cook this meal for a few hours. I'm hungry and sleepy now. Do you want me to wait for you without eating or sleeping? Are you accommodating me or hurting you?" Own?"
“…”
Mo Shichen took a while before speaking, "Madam, can I have someone buy groceries for me?"
She smiled softly, "When I fall asleep, I won't care if you ask someone to do it for you."
He stopped talking.
Mo Shichen actually turned at the next intersection and drove towards the hotel. He didn't get off the car to go to the mall on the way, but drove straight to the underground parking lot. Check-in had been done in advance, and the elevator went straight to the presidential suite.
Wen Yi's suitcases and bags were placed beside the coffee table in the living room.
He sent her to the hotel without changing her clothes or shoes. He held the car key on his finger. "Madam, your suitcase is here. It's almost six o'clock now. You can take a shower and sleep until the dinner you ordered is ready." , I’ll ask you to eat again.”
Wen Yi didn't reply to his words, she picked up her bag, rummaged through it, and found her mobile phone inside.
Mo Shichen watched her frowning movements calmly, with a very shallow curve on his lips, "I'm going to buy groceries."
After that, he really turned around and walked out the door.
Wen Yi, who was behind him, looked at his back with a suspicious expression. He really left her alone in the hotel and didn't confiscate her cell phone. Wasn't he afraid that she would contact Mo Shiqian to pick her up
But before she could figure it out, Mo Shichen had already closed the door. She was alone in the huge presidential suite, quiet and quiet, with all the lights on, and the light was warm but not harsh.
Wen Yi was a little confused. She even stood there for three to five minutes. Then she walked to the entrance with her bag in her arms, and stretched out her hand to open the door. But when the door opened, there was no bodyguard there as she imagined. Finally, she even stretched out her hand to open the door. He picked up his head and explored both ends of the corridor.
The corridor is carpeted and the light extends to the deepest part. There is no one around and it is very quiet.
It was strange. She couldn't think of the reason why Mo Shichen did this. He sent people to tie her up so frantically, and now...she could leave just by opening the door
She didn't like this feeling very much, as if Mo Shichen had locked her up with a cage, but now the door was open, but she didn't dare to go out.
She hated this kind of timid restraint, but she really had no idea what the man wanted to do. She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't dare to act rashly.
Could it be that this is the psychological war he is fighting
Wen Yi returned to the living room and dialed Mo Shiqian's number with her cell phone.
The call was quickly connected, and Mo Shiqian spoke first, "Has he arrived in Lancheng?"
Wen Yi was depressed, "Lancheng is your place anyway, but you just let me be kidnapped and you can't save me... Do I trust you too much?"
"I'm sorry," the man said indifferently, without sincerity, "I didn't expect that he wouldn't give up even if he got this job. I didn't expect that others could reach out here in Paris."
Mo Shichen's obsession with Wen Yi really exceeded his imagination.
And for him, if Mo Shichen's love for Wen Yi really got to the point where she couldn't help it, he wouldn't be able to force his way in. It wasn't a question of who was afraid of whom, but what would be the most detrimental to them if they had a falling out. It's the company.
Except for Chi Huan, it was impossible for him to ignore anyone else.
Wen Yi pulled out the lever of the suitcase, played with it up and down, and asked the onlookers, "He left me in the hotel and went out by himself. He left the suitcase and my bag with me, and he didn't Let someone guard me...can I leave?"
Mo Shiqian was quiet for a few seconds and asked, "Are your documents here?"
“…”
Wen Yi was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out her wallet and went straight to where she was looking for her ID. Sure enough, it was already empty.
She was speechless for a while, but Mo Shiqian over there had already guessed this result, "He has withheld your ID. Even if you leave now, you still have to go back to find him. Moreover, if you wait until you return, If so... the initiative is still in his hands."
She stroked her head and said nothing because she didn't know what to say.
Wen Yi thought it was ridiculous, so she asked funnyly, "Then I still have to...be obedient?"
"He is holding on to your ID for the time being to prove that he has no other better way. However, this method is effective in the short term and is not a long-term solution. Therefore, he is stalling for time."
"Delay time... until I get impatient and go back with him?"
Mo Shiqian smiled warmly, "It's going to be a protracted battle with you, so he's stalling for time to deal with me."
Wen Yi frowned, "How does he plan to... deal with you?"
"I don't know," he said calmly, "I guess he hasn't figured out a way yet, otherwise he would have already taken action."
… … …
It took Mo Shichen an hour to return to the hotel's presidential suite.
The suitcases in the living room have been spread out, and the door of the second bedroom has been closed from the original opening. From this, it can be inferred that she has not left yet, and it is very likely that she has actually taken a shower and gone to bed.
He brought the things in his hands to the kitchen, but he was slightly disappointed. It would actually be better for Wen Yi if he left impulsively, but this woman was too calm and organized...
After putting the things away, Mo Shichen looked at the pile of ingredients. He didn't know what to do with it for a while, and felt a little unbearable loneliness in his heart, so he washed his hands and went into the second bedroom.
The lights have all been turned off. It is better to open the door and let in some light from the living room to see the outline of the woman clearly.
In the quiet bedroom, her even breathing was particularly clear, which made Mo Shichen feel funny and angry. This woman's big heart and calm mind made him full of malice.
So, he leaned over without hesitation, first kissed her on the face, then kissed her eyes for a while, and finally kissed her directly on the lips, pried her lips apart and reached in, forcefully touching her. Fiddle with it and wake up.