Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Where are you going? Our car isn't there anymore.

The man turned a deaf ear and walked directly over there.

Chi Huan was hit by something again, and warm liquid dripped from his forehead.

She froze for a moment, and realized it belatedly.

That's blood.

At that second, she was suddenly so absurd that she only had one thought——

Her face cannot be hurt, she relies on her face for food.

But the cry was about to rush out of the throat, but it was still all stuck in the throat.

She looked very embarrassed, she had never been so embarrassed.

She has never been so embarrassed in front of others.

The noise seemed to be clogging her brain, and Chi Huan was so confused for a moment that she didn't know how to deal with it, and even wished that she could just disappear.

She didn't want anyone to see her distress and embarrassment.

Something hit her again, she raised her hand subconsciously to block it, her eyes suddenly darkened, the clear and familiar breath wrapped her whole body, covering her sense of smell.

A man's deep voice sounded immediately above his head, What are you doing standing here stupidly? Are you afraid of getting dirty or not afraid of pain?

Mo Shiqian was very tall, and Chi Huan was wrapped in his clothes, leaving only a petite ball. The person was almost between his body and the car. Under such dim light, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even see him. If it doesn't come out, it's her.

But as soon as this man appeared, several people's attention was attracted.

He lowered his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at the stains and blood on the girl's forehead, and glanced sideways at Mo Xigu and Su Yabing, his brows and eyes darkened.

Chi Huan pulled his sleeve, and whispered his name, Mo Shiqian.

He hummed, said something offensive in a low voice, then raised his hand and hugged her horizontally, You are injured, I will take you to let the doctor treat the wound.

This action made more people look over and discuss in whispers.

Chi Huan buried his face in the man's arms, wishing he could hide himself in his clothes.

When Mo Shiqian turned around, his eyes swept across the two people indifferently, his eyes inadvertently met Mo Xigu who was looking at them with a frown, he pulled his thin lips, and slightly drew a slightly sarcastic arc .

Moxi's old heart suddenly sank, and many indescribable emotions suddenly surged in his heart.

As if trying to reach out and grab something, but it has dissipated with the wind.

Chi Huan lowered her eyes, and rubbed her forehead with his coat in a daze, but touched the wound in vain, causing her to gasp in pain, tears rolling in her eye sockets.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, and said in a low voice, Don't touch her indiscriminately.

I'm not going to the hospital, you take me home.

Your wound needs to be treated.

These injuries are nothing.

Mo Shiqian didn't even look at her this time, but he didn't stop walking, let alone change his direction.

Chi Huan raised his voice, I asked you to take me back, did you hear that?

The man said flatly, You yelled like that just now, so you don't have to get hit.

Mo Shiqian!

He said patiently, Your father said that you cannot be willful when it comes to your personal safety.

Looking at his curved and resolute jaw, Chi Huan felt that he had never been so wronged before.

The fiancé is full of eyes and only one married woman.

I don't know how bad luck it is to be accidentally injured by my fans.

Having a bodyguard doesn't listen to her at all.

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, tears fell from his red eyes, one drop after another, and then they couldn't stop pouring down, and he lay on his shoulder and began to sob.

The ancients said that tears flowed, Mo Shiqian stopped, looked down at his already polluted coat, and the only thin sweater on his body that was being polluted.

When Chi Huan cried, he was not as beautiful as on TV, and his tears and snot were all on his clothes.

Mo Shiqian closed his eyes heavily, his temples twitched, and he endured so much that he didn't throw the woman off his body.

What a sweet queen, so cowardly and dirty.

dislike.

The man's voice was low and stiff, Don't cry.

I'm going back, I'm not going to the hospital!

Mo Shiqian looked at the hospital in front of him, and then at the girl in his arms with red eyes, dirty face, injury and staring at him, her slender legs still turned around.

A handsome and slender man was leaning on the dazzling silver sports car. When he saw them approaching, he looked at Chi Huan who was hugged by the man, and raised his eyebrows slightly, Miss Chi... Miss?

Mo Shiqian said expressionlessly, Drive.

He raised his eyebrows even higher, Am I your driver?

That's what he said, but he still straightened his body, opened the door of the back seat by the way, touched his chin with a smile that was not a smile, Is Miss Chi being besieged by her fans?

Mo Shiqian ignored him, carried Chi Huan into the car, and glanced coldly at the man standing outside the car, You talk so much, are you a woman?

...

Isn't it just that the clothes were dirty with the woman's snot, what are you doing to blame me?

Silver Pagani on board.

The man driving in front looked at the dirty-eyed Chi Huan in the rearview mirror, and passed a few tissues to the back.

Mo Shiqian naturally reached out and took it.

Chi Huan originally wanted to pick it up, but the man beside her picked it up before she raised her hand. She took it for granted that he was going to wipe her face——

There are a lot of dirty egg whites on the face, as well as blood and tears, mixed together, making it uncomfortable to paste on the face.

She even closed her eyes subconsciously.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no paper on her face.

She then opened her eyes and turned her head to look at the man beside her.

He was frowning, expressionless and even gloomy, wiping the wet marks on his shoulder with a tissue.

Of course she knew, it was her snot and tears.

Chi Huan suddenly remembered that she had brought him a dumpling in the morning, so he put down the spoon and didn't even drink the porridge.

Did she disgust him so much?

She was angry and annoyed, but she didn't say anything in the end, she just bit her lip and looked out of the car window angrily, her tears fell even more, but she didn't make a sound.

Mo Shiqian was cleaning his clothes, and didn't pay attention to her emotions, but the lips of the man driving in front had some funny curves.

Having been brothers for many years, he certainly knows that Mo Shiqian is a weirdo who has been in the lower classes, the underworld and the army, but he really doesn't know where his ridiculous aristocratic cleanliness comes from.

He reached out and handed back the whole box of tissues, and said in a magnetic voice, Miss Chi.

Chi Huan was a little embarrassed, but still reached out to pick it up.

Before she could say thank you, her bony fingers stretched out again, and took away her tissue again.

Chi Huan felt that her liver was hurting from anger, and just about to lose her temper, her face was suddenly lifted by warm and strong fingers, facing the man's handsome face.