Chapter 628

The voice was low and deep, and all the emotions were gathered into the deep, which seemed to be just a light statement, but it was still a word by word after all, all of which were buttoned into her heart, like countless stones thrown into the original lake, rippling water patterns one after another.

When the ink Chen did not make a sound, even the original rapid and heavy breathing all disappeared, all the ambiguity has settled down.

She slightly lowered her head and unconsciously grasped his bathrobe with her fingers. It seemed that she was not in a state.

He held his breath and slowly approached her, maintaining the thin distance. After about ten seconds, she didn't respond to this, so he stuck his thin lip on it.

Gradually touch, to shallow kiss, and finally to deep kiss.

Overnight * *.

In the end, she couldn't remember how the man coaxed her to untie his tie.

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The next morning.

Mo Shichen is suddenly awakened in the dark and cold morning light. Like this period of time, there will be half a minute after waking into the unaccustomed strangeness and silence.

It's like walking into a deserted dream.

But before he could react, his senses would be keenly aware of the difference. He could see a woman's sleeping face from the side of his head.

She leaned on his shoulder, a quiet face, white and soft, cold and unprepared.

He just looked at it for a while, then he got ready to get up, but the brain suddenly hit with a sudden vertigo. He quickly held his head, but everything in front of him was still unclear.

He shook his head hard, instinctively trying to restore the clarity of his vision in this way, but when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed.

It's like an unstable scene in a movie, intermittent and shaky.

But he still saw himself in this picture, and Wenyi.

It's almost a morning like this. It's still this bedroom. Even the bed is red. When he gets up in the morning, he is not used to finding a woman lying beside him. Just like him, he just looks at the woman who sleeps with him for a long time. There's no joy or anger on his younger face. He doesn't know how to think about it What, and then he's ready to get up.

He woke up the woman beside him, and then Wenyi woke up. She had short hair at that time, but the whole person was much younger than now. Although she seemed calm at a glance, she could find her helpless and cramped at one more glance. Her eyes were fixed on him tightly, and the bottom of her eyes was a shame and expectation that could not be concealed. Her cheeks were covered with thin red, and her lips were closed I want to speak for a few times, but I may be too nervous to know how to speak.

It's just that man in the picture, who didn't pay attention to these things. He just noticed that she was also awake, and asked lightly, "wake you up?"

She immediately shook her head. "No," she grabbed her short hair, and her voice was soft in the early morning. "I usually wake up at this time..."

He said, "do you want to use the bathroom first? I'll go to the cloakroom and get the clothes."

"OK I'll hurry up. "

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"Mo Shi Chen, Mo Shi Chen..."

The faint and graceful voice, suddenly far and near, seems to be outside the picture, but it overlaps with the woman's voice in the picture.

Mo Shichen's line of sight finally returned to normal clarity, and also saw the slightly worried eyebrows and eyes of the woman in front of him.

Wenyi.

He remembered that what had just occurred to him was the morning after their wedding night.

He can't remember how he married her or how he developed later, but he can clearly feel his cool and calm mood in the picture.

He just thought lightly, the original marriage life is like this, neither sweet, but this woman does not provoke him to hate, so apart from some of the unaccustomed, he did not have much antipathy.

As for her obvious cheers or expectations, he didn't pay attention to them at all.

Wenyi saw his face relaxed and sighed, "are you not feeling well?"

She just did not know how to wake up by him. When she opened her eyes, she saw that his face was pale and his hands on his head seemed to be very painful. It was like an acute attack that scared her.

Wen Yi frowned, and called again, "Mo Shi Chen?"

He stared at her. After a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice, "wake you up?"

She yawned, "probably half an hour less every time I sleep with you."

He raised his hand and touched her head. His eyes were dark, but he still had the same smile on his face as usual

She lay back, "to work..."

"I said last night. I'll give you a holiday."She opened her eyes a little. "I can't go without saying. I still have work on my hand."

"It doesn't matter if you're late. No one dares to say you're not."

"OK, I'll keep sleeping."

Mo Shichen let out a sound and lowered his head to kiss her.

Wenyi thinks the man's eyes and face are not right this morning, because he is not comfortable?

I think so, but the thought just flashed by. Maybe it's because I just woke up with bad eyes Last night, although not as tossed as the previous two nights, she didn't fall asleep for a long time after the event. She didn't fall asleep until the man had fallen asleep.

Mo Shichen got up and drove to the company. Before leaving, he told the servants of the manor to take care of her.

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The driver, Mo Shichen, sat in the back seat and watched out the window.

He repeatedly recalled what he saw in the picture.

Strange, really So strange.

It's totally beyond his imagination.

Before that, he couldn't even imagine what a man like Wen Yiai was like. He thought that it should be a light and unexposed gesture, that little girl's eyebrows and eyes

He once doubted whether she had really loved him as she said.

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At about 9 a.m., the servant of the manor sent a message to Wenyi after he got up according to his orders, so Wenyi received a phone call from the man after breakfast.

At that time, he was sitting in the office, reading the documents with a signing pen in one hand, and talking to her with a mobile phone in the other hand. His voice was low and gentle. "Mrs. Mo, I want to have the skill of a chef at home at noon. Please bring it to me when you come here, OK?"