Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 71 Do you want to kiss?

   "I'll just buy it..."

   "I should do it." He looked down at her, his voice was low and sweet, "I'm a guest, so I can't let you do the gift. It's my honor that you are willing to take me to dinner."

  Wen Wei pursed her lips slightly, with subtle feelings welling up in her heart.

   This is too foul.

   Now this restrained and dignified person with just the right amount of manners and demeanor is really the indifferent and self-reliant Xi Mo in high school with eyes above the top?

  She seems to know what the charm of a mature man is that her roommates often talk about.

  The most terrible thing is that his stern and introverted temperament and behavior style are so similar to Old Wen!

  Old Wen was a good husband and father as long as she could remember. She relied on him and loved him.

  Naturally, when it comes to finding a partner, she will subconsciously look at Lao Wen, but who is Lao Wen, so she has been single for so many years.

   Now that she suddenly finds the shadow of Old Wen in someone else, the emotions in her heart are too complicated to express.

   There are shocks and surprises, accompanied by a trace of disbelief and joy.

  My defense line seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

   She calmed down her feverish mind, no, hold on! Don't play tricks on yourself!

  His thin lips kissed, and the magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "There are clothing and jewelry stores above the fifth floor. Go and pick out what you want."

   Woohoo—

  How can this be stable? He is Mr. Xi who spends a lot of money on women.

  The two villains in my heart are fighting, the eyes of the white clothes are cautious, and the black clothes are holding hands arrogantly: sweet words, never be fooled!

  Wen Hua regained consciousness, and said with a calm expression: "I don't lack anything."

  She has plenty of money, and she doesn't want men to buy it.

   Still the man who had mischievous intentions towards her.

  Out of the shopping mall, there was a little girl selling flowers on the side of the road. When she saw them, she immediately approached them with a sweet smile.

   "Brother, buy a flower for your girlfriend. I just picked it from the garden. It's fresh."

  Xi Mo stopped in his tracks, and looked at the rose in the little girl's arms. It was so delicate and charming, and the red was so hot that it matched someone very well.

   "I want everything in your arms."

When the little girl heard it, she was overjoyed, and her mouth became sweeter, "Big brother is so kind to his girlfriend, your girlfriend is so beautiful, she matches you very well, you are my today, oh no, I saw it when I was so old The perfect couple."

  The corners of the mouth of the usually indifferent man were rarely provoked by someone other than Wen Hua, and he directly took out five red ones from his wallet and gave them to the little girl.

   "Too many, my roses are not worth so much money." The little girl was flattered.

   "Your roses are the prettiest on the street, of course worth it."

  The little girl's eyes sparkled, and she nodded happily, "I will grow fresher and more beautiful roses in the future."

  Looking at the back of the little girl bouncing away, Wen Hua shook her head with exclamation, "Kids' happiness is so simple."

Xi Mo brought the roses to her eyes, she paused for a moment, and then murmured, "It's just that the marketing method is too naive, and there is always a saying, 'Big brother buys some flowers for his girlfriend', isn't it true?" Nonsense."

   After speaking, he walked forward with flowers in his hands. The lake blue and rose red were breathtaking.

  Xi Mo looked at the back of someone who couldn't hide his joy in his arrogance, his black eyes were full of starlight.

  The happiness of children is very simple.

  The car restarted, and Wen Wei sat in the passenger seat with a rose in her arms. The fragrance of flowers was occasionally inhaled, which was very pleasant.

  There is a gift he bought in the back seat, she is holding flowers in her arms, and the car is driving on the dim road. This scene is like a newly married couple going to their father-in-law's house.

  Thinking of this, her cheeks suddenly became hot, what the hell.

  The thinking is too detached.

  Looking at him quietly, the man is in a neat suit, with broken hair hanging slightly on his forehead, and his deep eyes are looking straight ahead, as serious as he wants.

  Looking down, it was his bony hand, with a silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand, and the luminous ring made him more distant and reserved.

  That high-class abstinent face made the silver ring look luxurious.

  Looking at it, she thought of the boy who slept coldly on the bus many years ago, and her memory became clearer at that time, or in other words, the memory about him has always been clear.

  Whether she admits it or not.

   That day she peeked at him, was so fascinated that she secretly took a photo, but later the mobile phone was taken away by Lao Wen, and she didn't go to ask for it back, maybe it was already gone.

  Actually, if you count carefully, they are really not familiar with each other. They only accounted for a tiny amount of time in each other's more than 20 years of life.

  There are too many uncertainties.

  The driver had already sensed that she hadn't left his eyes. The road was empty at the moment. He slowed down and looked at her sideways, meeting her absent-minded eyes.

   "Looking at what?" He whispered.

   She reacted, straightened her body, and glanced out of the window with some discomfort, "It's nothing."

  He didn't ask any more questions, and continued to drive. Wen Hua hugged Rose and fell asleep with his head tilted like this.

  In fact, she didn't sleep well, and she knew it subconsciously when the car arrived downstairs, but the person next to her didn't call her, so she just wanted to squat for a while with peace of mind.

  Missed the best time, when she wanted to open her eyes, she was keenly aware of a scorching gaze staring at her, and the breath coming over her face was vague, and she took a tight breath.

  Xi Mo looked down at her, her sleeping face was peaceful, and her small face was reflected beside the delicate roses, making her facial features even more beautiful and magnificent, especially her lips, which were alluring in color.

  His eyes darkened.

   "Wen Hua." He called her in a hoarse voice.

  Someone moved his head slightly, and then slowly opened his 'misty' eyes, "Are you here?"

"Um."

  She wanted to straighten up, but the person in front of her almost covered most of her body, and her movements of getting up were not smooth.

   "Then, let's quickly..."

   Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the boy under the flower bed not far away, and he asked her, "Do you want to kiss?"

  Wow—

  My brain froze for a moment.

   She stared blankly at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, and her breathing stopped.

  How could he ask such a question with a normal face? !

  Is the boss's way so wild?

  The man stared at her undisguisedly. Even though he restrained himself in front of her, she still felt oppressed and nervous.

  Xi Mo saw her series of small expressions, from dazed to shocked to nervous and bewildered. The knuckles holding Rose turned slightly white, and her lower lip was unconsciously bitten.

  This posture.

  Being watched by him, she wanted to run in a panic, "No...uh!"

  He was breathing heavily, and before giving her time to react, he fell on top of him.

  When he touched the sweet and soft breath, his heart beat a beat slower.

  It turned out to be softer and sweeter than imagined. This kind of taste can make people know the taste after just one taste, and they are willing to be addicted.

  When she met his straightforward gaze two seconds ago, she had anticipated the danger coming, and subconsciously shrunk her chin, not wanting to be robbed of her breath faster.

  His lips are cool, thin and soft, indeed similar to jelly, she was still thinking dazedly when she lost her ability to think.

  The mandible was raised, and she was raised up without reservation.

  The knuckles were so hard that they turned white, and the breath in her mouth was taken away, and she didn't dare to take a breath. After a while, she couldn't hold it anymore.

  Between sniffing and mouth filled with his clear breath, the movement was very light, but she still felt possessive and plundering.

  Xi Mo didn't close his eyes, he had a panoramic view of her at a loss the whole time, seeing her fluttering her eyelashes, seeing her cheeks stained with powder, and his quiet eyes stained with dark obscurity.

  Looking at her lips and kissing the tip of his tongue, he didn't move away slowly until he saw that she couldn't hold back anymore, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

  Wen Hua opened her eyes blankly, with misty water vapor in her eyes, and the few strands of crystals on her lips were gently wiped away by his fingertips, all her emotions seemed long and dull, "You..."

   "It's been seven years, and I'll charge interest."

  The first time they met, she kissed him too.

  (end of this chapter)