Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

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Mo Shiqian's expression remained unchanged, his thin lips spit out two words, "reason?"

"Because I am a celebrity, do you need another reason to be in love with the big celebrity? And I canceled the wedding with Mosey ’s former foot, and my boyfriend was on the hind foot, and it ’s still you ... what do other people think of me? ? "

No doubt, it looks like she has been intimate with bodyguards for a long time.

What's more ... Mo Shiqian is very handsome, saying that she had a personal relationship with him, which was really convincing.

The man smiled lightly, "It sounds like a lot of sacrifice."

Chi Huan frowned and looked at the handsome profile of the man. "What do you mean?"

"You don't let me see people, you can only sneak them up. As a man, I feel aggrieved."

In other words, grievances, the lines of his silhouette did not fluctuate, it was still very indifferent, as if it was just a low-alcoholic statement.

"What you said in the morning is as long as I want, as long as you can."

"I can promise to continue to appear in front of others as your bodyguard."

Chi Huan was annoyed, "Do you want to ask me terms again?"

The man's voice was low, as if beating on her heartstrings, "Every Monday night, you listen to me in bed."

What he said was unusual, Chi Huan's fair face was instantly red to bleed blood, not knowing if he was angry or ashamed. If he was not driving, she could not wait to slap him in the usual temper.

She was annoyed, "Mo Shiqian, I know that a man has half of his head underneath. Can you cover up your uncle a little?"

The woman was angry, and Mo Shi was very calm and calm, and said with a small smile, "In front of you, you are the queen, I am the bodyguard. After you, you are the spoiled young lady. I have to serve you. Do you want to ride in bed? On me? "

He stared at her sideways, with a deep smile, "I look like a man who can be wronged?"

Chi Huan, "..."

How did she ever feel that this man was very unmotivated?

She had to work very hard to calm her breath, but the scalding on her face could not be dissipated. "I promised your condition before. Do you have any abnormal habit?"

"Not yet."

Her eyes widened. "What do you want me to hear from you?"

The man twitched his lips slightly, still smiling lightly, as if he was talking about something serious, rather than such nasty words, "I won't hurt you, and I guarantee you will be comfortable, huh?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She bit her lip tightly, her chest angrily.

She put her face out of the car window and said nothing or no, but Mo Shiqian knew that she had temporarily compromised.

When they arrived, because Chi Huan changed clothes and put on ink for a short time, it was only about ten minutes from the start of the press conference.

When Ferrari stopped at the parking apron outside the church, Mo Shiqian pulled the door for her and got out of the car, her face was no longer what she was in the car just now, and the delicate features were calm and cool.

"I don't walk from the front, you take me directly to the backstage."

She didn't ask Mo Shiqian if she knew where, but when she said that, he just said good.

All the way through, she was even prevented by security guards from being noticed by the sharp-eyed reporter or other people, and she went to the place where she was ready to enter the scene.

Mosi stood among the crowd and could see it at a glance.

The first to discover Chi Huan was the secretary next to him. When he saw her, he stunned, and then tossed the man's suit sleeve in a panic.

As a result, Mosi wore a black suit, tailored, elegant and elegant. He looked down slightly, as if thinking, his handsome face was gloomy and even tired, and even a little upset.

After the secretary spoke to him, he immediately looked up at her.

Chi Huan had been walking in front of him for four years. He could see what she looked like with her eyes closed, but at this glance, some inexplicable surprises gave him a slight glance.

She wore a red over-the-knee coat, long seaweed-like hair in a black scarf, and stepped on a pair of black high-heeled short boots.

As she has always been in front of the media, her image is exquisite, bright, and high-profile.

Behind her was still standing a tall, handsome man.

Chi Huan stepped in front of him, holding up a delicate and beautiful face, with a smile on his face, a rare sense of indifference.

Moxie looked down at her, and her throat rolled a little, and she said in a dumb voice, "Chi Huan, sorry."

She will come not in his plan, but also unexpectedly.

"Temporarily cancel the wedding, isn't it?"

He looked at her, his eyes became more complicated, but he nodded and said dumbly, "I will tell everyone that it is my unilateral fault to cancel the wedding."

She chuckled softly and said clearly, "Because you got into bed with Su Yabing?"

Not many people heard this sentence. Mo Shiqian behind Chi Huan and the secretary next to Mo Xi's death. The former was expressionless, while the latter was slightly surprised, but said nothing.

Moxie stared at her lightly and wanton face, from a slight start to a frown, and finally frowned, "Chi Huan," his voice was calm and indifferent, "this is my fault It's me that I'm sorry for you ... how can you blame me for hating me? It has nothing to do with her, don't embarrass her ... "

The last sentence was deep and cold, "Don't say anything to her in front of the media."

She waited for him to finish, then smiled lightly, "Why?"

As soon as Moxi's face sank, she raised her hand and buckled her shoulder.

But her fingers were intercepted before her fingers touched her clothing. A faint voice sounded behind her, "Mo Shao."

He only said two words, but the meaning was self-evident.

Chi Huan gave him a light glance, walked over to pick up the female staff who came in and wanted to give Mosi's wireless microphone, turned his head to look at him, his lips were pursed, "I have to marry, so I have to Cancellation will not be your turn. "

He said that he turned around and walked directly to the church. Several staff members looked at each other and did not dare to stop Chi Huan without authorization from Mo Xi. After all, she was not a provocative character.

With an ugly face, Mosi wanted to catch up, and the man clasped his arms, and said indifferently, "Mo Shao, the thing you worry about won't happen, and you shouldn't let it happen."

He looked back at the talking man, and saw a thin layer of mockery in his indifferent eyebrows.

Chi Huan held the microphone in his hand, walked directly under the cross where he was going to take the oath, and raised the microphone to his lips. "I only announce one thing and don't answer any questions, so friends and journalists just listen."

There was an immediate commotion and discussion.

She wears exquisite makeup, bright red clothes, holding a microphone, red lips with a social smile, "As you know, I pursued Mr. Mo for four years. He promised me a month ago, but We have been unhappy with each other this month, and each other thinks that they are not their beloved, so we decided to brake in time and cancel the wedding. "