Wenyi raised his eyelids and lifted his hand to remove the man holding her hand.
Instead, she touched where she had been touched by his fingers, frowned and said, "have you washed your hands?"
The blood of his whole body hasn't been washed at all, has it?
Mo Shichen, "..."
She swept her eyes from him, picked up her pillow and put it on her knee at any time. She took her other hand and went to the bathroom to take a bath. She made the tea before taking a bath. She blew it gently, blowing out the dense fragrance of the tea. "Mr. Li, you really lost your memory, so you can't understand the basic situation."
the low soft voice of a woman seems light and slow because of her laziness. "First, now it's a big loss It's your brother who holds the power. Even if he is willing to return the position of president to you, it's just because he accommodates his current woman and chooses to stay in Lancheng, but he owns the most shares in the group. Secondly, our Wenjia family, although not as big as your Lawrence family, does not mean I was bullied at will. "
Wenyi smiled at the man's squinting eyes. "Besides, you have a long way to go to bully me."
Mo Shichen looked down at her for nearly half a minute.
No one speaks.
Wen job 's as if the vegetable sits, hangs the head side to blow the edge slowly sipping the tea.
He drew back his eyes expressionless and turned to the bathroom.
"Clothes."
When Mo Shichen heard these words, he turned around and came back. He picked up some shopping bags which were put on the tea table when LEB led him in.
He went straight into the bathroom.
Spacious, bright and clean, this is the first time he has come to such a high-end place since he woke up.
But he just glanced at it indifferently, with no fluctuation. It's just the thin water mist on the mirror and the residual bathing gas in the air, which shows that the woman outside just took a bath here.
He took off the cheap clothes soaked in blood into dark red, twisted them and sprinkled them, and let the warm water completely wash away the heavy smell of blood on his body.
The nerves relax slowly with the muscles in the body.
The woman's face just appeared in my mind.
Wife.
Is it a loving wife or a respectful wife.
Warm water from the top of his head, he closed his eyes, water down his jaw like beads of continuous drop, wash that layer of taste, even the outline of the lines have become sexy and expensive.
He thought of her eyes again.
It's not a pair of emotional eyes, especially Li qianrui's eyes, which are full of love. She looks colder and amorous.
Mo Shichen washed her hair in the bathroom for a long time, because she washed her hair together by the way.
When he was in the hospital, he had no time to take care of it. At this time, he felt unbearable after washing. After all, he was a clean man who was close to cleanliness.
When he dried his body and put on his clothes, he found that the woman on the sofa was lying on the armrest, holding the pillow in his arms, leaning and motionless, like sleeping.
He took a bath and she fell asleep?
Mo Shichen walked over without expression and was ready to wake her up directly, but before reaching out and touching her clothes, he was in the air.
Because he casually bowed his head and saw the curve of the woman under her loose bathrobe.
With her breasts of this weight, you can see the ditch and think about how much she has exposed.
Is this woman faking sleep to seduce him?
He pursed his lips, took back his hands, and straightened his slightly bent body.
However, after standing for about two or three minutes, the woman in the sofa didn't mean to "wake up". Instead, she seemed to frown and twist because of her uncomfortable posture.
With such a twist, there are more places to be naked.
“……”
Mo Shichen's face was cold and heavy. Without hesitation, he reached out and pushed her shoulder.
Sleeping in a strange hotel, not only on the sofa, but also carelessly. Naturally, he slept shallowly, so Wen Yi suddenly woke up with such a push.
In the first few seconds of waking up, her consciousness was vague. She only knew that when she opened her eyes and raised her eyelids, the man standing beside the tea table jumped into her sight.
Wenyi was stunned and looked at him like a God.
He was wearing the clothes she had ordered LEB to buy from the shopping mall, dark blue shirt and black trousers, which he always wore before. Although the grade was no higher than that of his big brand personal customized clothes in Paris, they were also the biggest brand clothes that Jiangcheng could buy.
It seems that the gas field he was buried was hooked out.
The gentlemanly atmosphere of gentleness and gentleness can't cover the superiority raised from childhood.
She almost thought that she saw the ink in her memory.
Once upon a time, the famous and noble ladies of the upper class said that he was a handsome and elegant young man before marriage, and a warm and ruthless shopping mall magnate after marriage.Some people yearn for the diamond king five was discussed, that is to say, better looking than he did not have money, richer than him, far less good-looking than him.
But when talking about Mo Chen, no one looks better than him, and few can compare their value with him.
She had a certain girlish fascination.
Mo Shichen looked at her expression, which had not been slowed down, with a pick on the tip of her brow and a light smile on her lips. "It's said that when people are half awake and half asleep, they are most real. They can't really see it. The vice president of LOD ummer is such a narcissist in private. You can be fascinated by changing clothes?"
Wenyi, "..."
She is awake.
Wenyi sat up straight and was ridiculed by him. He didn't care much about it. He raised his hand and dialed her short wet hair. He also yawned in spite of her image, "what do you want, Chinese and Western food?"
The man said lightly, "I don't have time to eat with you."
Say, and go again.
Wen Yi has picked up the mobile phone on the tea table. "Since she has returned to China, let's have Chinese food," she said lightly without raising her eyelids. "Li qianrui has not woke up after the operation. Even if you sit in front of her bed and look forward to her wife, she can't feel it. Besides..."
Her voice is cool for a long time, and thin cool is gentle. "What chaste and martyr are you playing in front of me? She owes me hundreds of millions of money. I pay for your poor operation expenses. Don't say that I eat with you. If I want to investigate, even if you sell yourself as a duck, you can only serve me obediently."
Mo Shichen squinted at her for a few seconds, then suddenly stepped out of her long legs, walked to the sofa, leaned over and approached her. "It sounds like a good job." the man's voice was very pleasant, with a smile, but the smile had no temperature, and stretched directly to her bathrobe, and the gesture was to be put in, which was low, frivolous and indifferent. "Miss Wen, a lady of her age, shouldn't be guarded I'm a widower, but I can sleep with a woman. It's not very good to serve. "