Wenyi looked at him. The man was red with fruit on his upper body. He didn't know whether he was wearing it or not under the quilt. The face under the black short hair was shrouded in smoke. There was a kind of unreal sex appeal.
In fact, he didn't mean well. Wenyi felt this way after the Epiphany, but she didn't know why she suddenly thought of it.
Three days, hours.
She bit her lower lip, smiled, looked at him absurdly, and asked inconceivably, "Mo Shichen, don't you want me to be pregnant?"
He looked at her and smoked quietly.
Silence means default.
Wenyi didn't hesitate. He didn't have any hesitation, let alone the reaction and action he made. He picked up his coat and went out.
She was drunk and awake last night. She knew what happened, but the process was chaotic. She had no specific impression and could not remember whether he wore a suit or not.
Obviously not. When she was in his place, she didn't even have the chance to take the pill.
And recently, it's her crisis.
Rao Shimo's Chen had expected that she would not agree, and did not expect that her reaction would be so direct and decisive. He put the cigarette between his fingers and called to her, "Wenyi."
She went to the door, but she stopped. Her coat was hung on her arm and turned sideways to him. "Last night, when I was sleeping with you, I didn't accept the latest order of Wynn. Mr. Mo, goodbye."
Then she took hold of the handle and opened the door.
When Wenyi came to the stairway, he was carried off the ground by the man who followed him.
She was startled, and cried, "Mo Shichen --"
Mo Shichen wore a pair of pants, his upper body was still naked, maybe it was too fierce last night. Now he still has the hormone smell that hasn't faded. He looked down at her, and looked at the stairs with carpeted eyes. It was shady and cool. "Wenyi, I want to throw you down."
Wenyi's reply was not cold or hot. "I'd rather be thrown down than have a baby for you."
The man held her and turned back.
As he walked, he said lightly, "you have done all the things I didn't do before. Last night, you were so confident in me that you would be able to conceive?"
"Because I must not be pregnant."
"You have what you want, I have what I want. Isn't it fair to gamble."
He had the face to say fair to her.
Wenyi was a little angry. "Mo Shichen, take the child as a chip to gamble. You're really hopeless."
"If I have a child, I will give him the best life and education. How can I go insane?"
"You..."
For a moment or two, Wenyi was stabbed in the heart. She thought of the two children she had lost.
If it can be born, it's a life with a golden spoon in it.
When Mo Shichen saw her for a while, he didn't speak. He looked down and saw some loss in her face. He also guessed what she thought. It was unhappy memories and the past. He didn't speak.
Back in the bedroom, he put her back on the bed.
Mo Shichen stood in front of her, looked down at her helpless and tired expression, asked lightly, "you hate me, why do you sleep with me?"
"Didn't you force it?"
"Body for your future?"
She slightly mocked, "or I want to be sleeping with you?"
His voice suddenly cold a few times, "for another man, you can also drunk himself to climb his bed?"
Wenyi shakes her head.
She didn't do much to deny to let him feel a lot more comfortable for a moment, but the next second to listen to her cool way, "change others, other things, I don't have the obligation to devote myself, even for my family, but you are different, because you this disaster, I was blind to recruit back, so I am responsible for it."
Even if she doesn't, her parents, brothers and sisters may not blame her, but she can't pass her own test.
"Besides," she raised her face to look at him and smiled, "it's just a sleep. What a big thing. It doesn't matter how many times I sleep with you if master Mo can raise your hand."
He still didn't speak. His eyes were deep in her face, and his face was gloomy.
"I am so guilty that you would rather be my bedmate than the right one on the spousal list?"
"I just don't want you."
"You don't want me, don't you think I don't love you enough, and you are partial to Li qianrui when dealing with her?"
"I don't like apples. Am I wrong or are they wrong?" She looked at him. The man stood with his back to the floor window. It's early now. It's still winter. It's not bright. From her point of view, I can't see the expression on his face. "I also want to ask apple, there are so many apples in the world. I just don't like to eat anything else. Why do I have to force me to eat?"
"Maybe apple is in love with you."
Wynn is looking at him.
The man's expression is very light, as if what he just said is not what he said to her for the first time in his life, but a simple and plain daily line.The short, shallow shock on her face was quickly replaced by a laugh, "fall in love with me?"
"Yes, I love you."
"You fall in love with me just for another woman to divorce me, and then use our company to force me to find you, please? If this is your love, I can't afford it in my next life. "
"I'm just answering, why do you have to eat apples?"
"You just want to tell me that you won't let me go, will you?"
His lip angle is light rise, "you understand so no harm."
"But I'm in love with someone else."
When Mo Chen pupil eyes suddenly tight, but the face is showing a smile, "then you last night in my body repeatedly * * can really stain your love."
"Mo Shichen, when I married you, I didn't know you. I loved you as I imagined you. After marriage, I was hurt by your indifference and your remaining affection for S. later, now You're too powerful to pet me when you're free. It's just like teasing a pet, but you're happy. When you're free, my feelings are never in your first consideration, not to mention your willingness. There's no - "
" you said that you know it's useless to coax me, so by means, I'm not an 18-year-old girl. I fall in love with a man because he coaxes me. It's true that sometimes I feel it I think it's good, but it's good. It's just dessert. It's never a staple food. Your divorce from me means you're 100% sure to get me back, right? You see, is there a man more fearless than you? You are not afraid to lose, or you don't know what it is to lose. "
"I can't look up to you from the bottom as before, and you can never walk down your high altar. Besides, do you know how I feel when you just said you love me?"
When ink Chen lips pucker into a straight line, deep pupil such as the ancient well, deep and cold.
"It's still your usual technique, which is both hard and soft. You have reached the peak of perfection."