He is more affectionate than time

Chapter 127 Little girl, what happened to your hand?
She went straight back to the bedroom, took off the shawl on her shoulders and threw it on the sofa, then went to the bed and lifted the quilt to lie down.

Mo Shiqian naturally followed and walked in, closing the door behind him.

He glanced down at the hair dryer still on the table, reached out to pick it up and walked over.

Chi Huan faced the opposite direction from him.

The warm wind blew through her hair and brushed her scalp.

The bedroom was so quiet that there was only the sound of the wind blowing.

Chi Huan buried his face in the pillow and closed his eyes.

After a while, a man's voice sounded faintly, "Chi Huan, sit up and dry your hair."

She didn't open her eyes, and her tone was also very light, "It's done."

Slender and bony fingers ran through her hair, "No, I'll catch a cold, get up."

He seems to always speak in this tone, and concise.

After nearly ten seconds of stalemate, Chi Huan sat up.

She lowered her head, resting her chin on her bent knees, her long hair fell down, covering most of her face, and she sat quietly, letting him blow.

Mo Shiqian didn't speak, she even closed her eyes.

It continued to blow for another 10 minutes before it stopped, and Chi Huan lay back down again.

The man simply tidied up, lifted the quilt and returned to the bed, and turned off all the lights in the bedroom.

A quiet darkness.

Chi Huan used to sleep alone in a double bed before, and liked to occupy the middle position. After sleeping with him, he couldn't get rid of this habit. Although Mo Shiqian is not fat, he has a stalwart figure and always takes up space. of.

For a long time, it became her sleeping in the middle, and he hugged her.

But now, she was sleeping on one third of the side of the double bed, with her side turned out of the window.

Mo Shiqian stretched out his hand, caught her in the middle, embraced her, and asked in an ordinary voice, "Are you losing your temper with me again?"? Again?
Chi Huan bit her lip, and when he said yes, she really couldn't refute.

He seemed to have no temper, and could restrain her even when he was unhappy.

But her temper can only be expressed.

She didn't speak.

The man lowered his head and moved closer to her, spraying his breath on her neck, "Chi Huan?"

This voice already had a somewhat dangerous taste.

Biting his lip, Chi Huan tightly gripped the quilt with his fingers, feeling unreasonably stuffy and wronged, and patiently whispered, "I'm sleepy."

In the darkness, the man leaned forward, put one hand over her body, covered it himself, lowered his head, found her lips accurately in the darkness, and kissed her.

Since this period of time, they have gotten used to having a close relationship at night.

Chi Huan turned his head to avoid his kiss, and raised his voice a little, "Mo Shiqian, I said I was sleepy."

She has been in an abnormal mood since dinner today, and he naturally felt it.

A woman's body is far more honest than a man's. Chi Huan seldom refuses him these days, and even if he refuses, it's just the coquettishness of a little woman who is half-pushing and reluctant.

The hand she pushed him was easily pressed against the pillow by the man.

Chi Huan buried half of his face in the pillow, bit his lip and said, "No."

The man did not continue to violate her, but just pressed her against her body in such a posture to prevent her from struggling, "You went to see that investor today, did he bully you?"?
Without light, no one can see anyone's expression.

She closed her eyes, smiled lightly, and said lightly, "Isn't it normal for someone to want to bully me in this situation?"

Mo Shiqian frowned, lowered his voice, "Who did you see today?"

Quiet, "No one bullies me."

The man snorted slightly, "Then your face looks like this?"

"In your heart, if I am bullied, I have to blame the whole world?"

"So," he said plainly, with an unclear tone, "you are still throwing a fit at me."

Chi Huan didn't speak. Although she couldn't see anything, she still closed her eyes.

"Tell me why."

When this man spoke, there was a thin line between tenderness and indifference.

She could imagine his expression when he said this, not to mention impatient, but it was like facing a wayward and ignorant child, in fact, he had no patience.

"No," she clenched her fingers tightly, and said in a low voice, "It's just that the cooperation talks didn't go well, and I'm in a bad mood. Mo Shiqian, I'm sleepy, really."

After nearly ten seconds, the man hummed lightly, then let go of the hand that restrained her, got off her body, and lay back on the original position.

He didn't say anything more, and he didn't even hold her any longer.

Until the air was so quiet that they were all asleep, a woman's low and soft voice suddenly sounded, "Mo Shiqian, don't you like me acting as a star?"

He replied calmly, "No, as long as you like it."

After three seconds, she let out a soft oh.

Just do what you like...

It's really just her own business.

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Chi Huan went to bed early at night, but fell asleep very late. When she woke up the next morning, the man had already gone to work.

After she washed and changed her clothes, she was about to eat something when she received a call from Bai Lao.

He still had a vigorous and calm voice, "Miss Chi, have you thought it through?"

Chi Huan said coldly, "I don't seem to have promised."

"I think this matter has a lot of room for consideration for you."

"Mr. Bai, Second Miss Bai met Mo Shiqian earlier than me. Mo Shiqian doesn't like her, and he still wouldn't like her without me. Is it interesting for you to do this?"

"I just offered you a deal, Miss Chi, why do you say it like I did something to hurt you?"

Chi Huan pursed his lips, did not speak, and cut off the phone call with a blank expression.

Before putting down the phone, it vibrated again.

It was Sister Yao who called, "Huanhuan, come to the company right now."

Chi Huan was taken aback, guessing that it was probably a matter of work, "Understood, I'll come over right away."

An Ke sent her downstairs to the company, and while on the way, Sister Yao sent another text message asking her to go to a coffee shop near the company.

She was still looking for a seat, so Sister Yao stood up from a long distance and waved to her.

She thought she was late, so she hurried over on high heels, "Sister Yao..."

Originally, she just looked down at the man sitting on the other side of Sister Yao out of breath, but when she saw clearly the handsome and graceful face opposite, her delicate face froze on the spot.

"Pei...Pei Yi."

A man about 26 or seven years old, one or two years older than Mo Shiqian, with a mature temperament of 30 years old, looked at her and smiled, "Little girl, what's wrong with your hand?"

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