Chapter 792: The man asked indifferently, "then what do I think of you?"

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Mo Shichen was also not angry. He bit her ear slightly and smiled slightly. "Fortunately, he has not been paralyzed yet," the man's right arm circled up and said in a very ordinary tone. If a half-waste person climaxes you, you promise my girlfriend, how about it? "
"..."
Wen Ye no longer knew what kind of face he should face at him.
She didn't want to ignore him.
She ignored it, and Mo Shichen had to go in. He continued to lick and bit her ear, and said lowly, "Baby, you say something, huh?"
Wen Yan looked at him and smiled. "If I think about it, why don't I find someone who is physically sound, how could it be better than your semi-disposable wait for me?"
"..."
He kissed her face. "Don't think about it, it will be completely scrapped by me."
"Well, you get up, I'm going to get out of bed and get dressed."
The man hummed, followed the low-alcoholic road, "Sleep this night?"
Wen Yan was silent for a while, "I want to go home to sleep."
His face was against the woman's soft cheek. "Then you come over tomorrow?"
She looked up at him, still surprised.
accepted?
Wen Yan really didn't expect that he would agree, because of his recent temperament and style, she thought he would not give up if he didn't rub her to live here.
Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows. "I promise you, let you down?"
"..."
"No," she was just surprised.
He asked again in a low, intimate tone, "Come over tomorrow morning?"
She pursed her lips. "I'll come if it's okay."
Mo Shichen's lips pressed against her skin, "Well, I'm waiting for you."
Uncle Wen was uncomfortable, lifted the quilt out of the man's arms, stepped on the thick carpet, and quickly dressed.
"I will ask the driver to take you home after dinner."
Wen Ye did not object, "OK."
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After dark, Wen Ye returned to his apartment.
When she picked up from the bathroom after taking a shower, she picked up her mobile phone still in bed and wanted to watch the time. As soon as the screen was lit, a missed call five minutes ago was displayed.
Wen Zheng called the phone back and asked, "Mom, did you call me just now?"
"I want to ask you if you have time tomorrow at noon to come home for lunch?"
"Tomorrow afternoon?"
"Yeah ... hasn't Mo Shichen been discharged?"
Wen Yan held the phone for a while and didn't speak.
[Come here tomorrow morning? 】
[Well, I wait for you. 】
Waiting for a while without waiting for her response, Mother Wen called at the end, "Well?"
"Okay, I have time. I'll come."
"Ah, that's fine, your brother and your dad will come back for dinner, don't be late."
Wen Heng hung up on the phone screen for a few minutes after hanging up the phone, and his thoughts were mixed up, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Should you call Mo Shichen and tell him that she won't go tomorrow morning?
I changed my mind and rejected this idea. Forget it, let's talk tomorrow.
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His home is really much more comfortable than the hospital. Mo Shichen slept well until dawn, and opened his eyes to wake up at about seven o'clock. He lazily opened the curtains with a remote control, and it was still very cool in the morning hours. He threw it in through the glass.
He sat up slowly, feeling quite good, and then squinting his eyes casually, thinking about when the woman would come ... well, she wouldn't rush to meet him, mostly at ninety.
He wanted to keep her asleep last night, but thought that since he was hospitalized, both hard and soft forced her all the way, and occasionally it seemed necessary to loose it.
Besides, he hoped that after he "released" her, she could come forward in front of him.
It's just ... when I woke up, it felt good to see her at first glance, and when she waited ... it seemed good too?
Although Mo Shichen added a new injury to his injury, fortunately, it is only the outer layer of flesh, so he could barely get out of bed and take care of himself, but his movement was very slow. After washing, Mom Su brought breakfast to him. After eating, he was almost It's around eight.
He wore a casual and comfortable home clothes to the study, still could not help but call her before turning on the computer.
"Did you finish your breakfast?"
"Just finished eating."
The man's voice was low, "When is it coming?"
After a moment of silence, Wen Yi said, "I may have to pass in the afternoon."
Mo Shichen frowned. "What are you doing?"
After he was wounded by a gun, Wen Huan didn't even go to work for their Wen family's company to take special care of him. Could he be unable to wait to return to work after he was discharged?
"My mom called me last night and told me to go to lunch."
He said lightly, "Then come here now, go before lunch and come back after lunch, I will send you a driver to pick you up."
"..."
Problem.
Wen Xun refused directly, "I don't want to, how much time I have to delay running back and forth on the road, you are not a big deal, and my absence for a long time has no effect.
In fact, she had no influence at all without him.
The man asked again in a very light tone, "Then what do I think of you?"
Wen Yan calmly said, "Oh, you think about it, I didn't let you think about it."
"..."
"It doesn't make sense to talk to your woman."
"Mr. Son, I've been past the age of hearing love. Love can be the icing on the cake, but during the time you were injured, I was taking care of you and serving you. I haven't said that you are so embarrassed about me?"
"..."
A few seconds later, the man's voice softened and he coaxed, "Then you've finished eating, I'll let the driver wait at your door."
"..."
"My mom said my brother and my dad would go back at noon."
Mo Shichen certainly understood the meaning of the words.
He was discharged from the hospital yesterday, and today the people of the Wen family called her back. During this time, he was probably not good at saying or saying "because of" her injury. Most of the meal was to spread out the matter of "he".
Mo Shichen didn't make any noise.
People in the Wen family were not very opinionated about him, he was very clear.
And Wen Zheng, no doubt ... if her family would not let her deal with him anymore, with her current dispensability to him, a little ambiguity created during this time would disappear.
Then she and him will return to the original point.
There is another Shen Yu resting there.
He didn't listen to him for a long time, Wen Wen said, "If it's okay then I'll hang up ..."
"Hey."
"Ok?"
Mo Shichen was sitting in a black leather chair. He didn't like the study room to be too bright, so the curtains were closed. Only the light from the table lamp spread out in a quiet dim space.
He lowered his eyelids and said slowly, "If they don't let you be with me, you don't have to disobey them, but don't just ignore me, okay?"