Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

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The man's voice was low and a little mute, hard to distinguish. "Why not wear shoes?"

Chi Huan is lazy, relying on the carpets at home, and rarely wears shoes at home. Although it is autumn, it is a bit cold.

She was looked at by him-even if the look was not different from usual ... at least, she didn't see any difference.

But she stood there with a sense of panic that she didn't know how to let go.

She also bit her lip again, "You ... you, why haven't you left?"

Mo Shiqian has recovered from the accident just now, his eyebrows are Qing Jun's indifference which is deep and unobservable, he said lightly, "I just apologize for the previous thing."

Chi Huan didn't want to mention this crop any more, and took it as an accident.

After all, she confessed to know who this man was, and because the main responsibility was that she didn't close the door when she changed clothes.

But he mentioned that she still couldn't hold back the anger and anger, "Why don't you knock on the door when you enter my bedroom?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her crimson face and calmed down, "I'm going to knock on the door."

When entering someone's room ... especially the female employer's bedroom, even if the door is not closed, two beeps will be asked to indicate that he has done this in the past.

Just now, obviously there is no such opportunity.

Chi Huan looked at his handsome and clear face, leaned over his face, and said quickly, "The incident was just an accident. I will forget it, and you will forget it completely."

A few seconds later, the man spit out a very light word, "OK."

Chi Huan's tense nerves relaxed a little, but it was still very hot, and he didn't dare to look at him, only murmuring with closed eyes, "OK, you go back first, I'm going to sleep."

Mo Shiqian looked at the face under her long hair, "Miss, you took the cold medicine."

She frowned, "I'll eat it yourself when you're gone."

"you will not."

Chi Huan, "..."

She does not always have the habit of taking medicine consciously.

This man ...

"I hanged some drops in the hospital today. I don't need to take medicine anymore. It is not good for my body to take too much cold medicine. I will be fine in two days."

The man used his deep, methodical voice to say lightly, "You have a test tomorrow, you are frightened in the case of a severe cold, you are mentally fragile, it is best to take a cold medicine and sleep well."

Chi Huan bit his lip heavily, not caring, "It's okay to retake the exam later, I often do that, and you don't know."

Mo Shiqian reminded her faintly, "Your professors know that you have spared nearly half a year's time for your wedding. If you have time and make excuses, you can't count it directly ... you can only rebuild it."

Chi Huan, "..."

She often has to make movies and can't take classes in school. The school is not only because she is a big star, but also because she has a mayor father. In most cases, she keeps one eye closed.

But her recent absence from acting is something that all the media knows.

She only had to look at his standing there. He would not give up without seeing her drink the medicine. The man has been with her for several years, and his character was more or less clear.

Someone once told her that Mo Shiqian could not be offensive to others except her and her father, but it was definitely not a bodyguard gesture. No one knows that even this man, even in front of her, is often not a bodyguard!

Which bodyguard dares to force his employer to take medicine?

In the early days, she was very resistant to the man that her father sent to monitor her and discipline her, and turned against him in the end. After learning enough lessons to learn how to be good, after a few years of running, it was considered to be a peaceful situation.

She squeezed her lips, went to the coffee table, picked up the cold medicine that was lying on it, and poured herself a large glass of water and swallowed it.

Once the cup was set, "It's finished."

Mo Shiqian raised his chin slightly. "Hair must be dried too."

Chi Huan, "..."

He was still methodical and "will worsen the cold."

Chi Huan stood still.

Mo Shiqian stood for a while, stepped into the door and found the hair dryer, plugged it in and passed it to her.

Chi Huan still stood, didn't pick up, and didn't mean to pick up.

Ten seconds later, she sat down on the sofa with her head on the sofa's armrest and said, "If you want me to blow, you'll blow it for me."

Mo Shiqian looked at the lying woman, and suddenly remembered the puppet cat that was popularly raised and cold, and also liked to lie on the sofa and wait for someone to smooth it.

After a while, the sound of the blower still sounded.

The warm wind blew across Chi Huan's scalp. It was warm and comfortable, the sofa was soft, and the warm air was comfortable. Chi Huan was uncomfortable and tired, coupled with the hypnotic effect of cold medicine, she was lethargic within a few minutes.

By the time the hair was completely blown dry, the man turned off the hair dryer and she was asleep.

As soon as the blowing sound stopped, there was only a woman's quiet and even breathing in the air.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her quiet face, sighed softly, and leaned forward to take her back to bed.

Gaze inadvertently touched her feet under the white skirt again.

The dark black pupils narrowed slowly. The two feet were very small and white. When they were asleep, their toes were curled up and their breathing was slightly heavy. He suddenly reached out and grasped one of the feet.

Her feet were cold and very cold, especially in the warm palms of men.

Maybe it was the temperature that made Chi Huan asleep comfortable, and she groaned lowly, "Um ..."

He quickly withdrew his hand, looking at the face covered with long hair, frowning Xiumei, and after a few seconds, quickly hugged her horizontally.

Chi Huan didn't sleep very deep, but he didn't wake up safely.

She stumbled, "Mo Shiqian."

"Hug you back to bed."

Half asleep and half awake, she whispered, "You see me all ..."

Mo Shiqian didn't speak.

She said vaguely again, "You have taken advantage of my greatness ... no other man has looked at me ..."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

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The next morning, Chi Huan was awakened by the dazzling sunlight.

She groaned softly, then threw off the quilt and stretched lazily on the soft big bed.

After a few seconds, she suddenly realized that something was wrong and sat up, looking down at herself.

Sweater, long skirt, she wears this to sleep?

The memory of last night flooded into the memory within a second. When Chi Huan responded, she had opened the quilt and stepped out on the ground. As soon as the bedroom door opened, she saw the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He stood against the light, and the light golden sunlight of the morning seemed to have gilded his body.

Temperament is clear, handsome.

After hearing about her movements, the man on the call ended the call, looking at her with a long, half-length figure, her voice was low, "Wake up?"

"Did you come early, or ... stayed here last night?"