Chapter 655： You are so close, I thought you asked for a kiss

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Fart?

The man's words are really interesting.

The wound on his forehead was still tingling slightly, Wen Ye raised his hand unconsciously and touched the gauze with his fingertips, and he took it for granted, "He asked me to eat most of the things and told me why not go?"

She and Shen Yu are not related to her predecessor, nor ambiguous. After knowing so many years, she has nothing to avoid.

Mo Shichen said coldly and coldly, "Do you think it is very bright?"

Wen Yan asked, "Is there anything wrong or not?"

He sarcastically said, "Brightness, you say I don't know?"

[You ask this a lot, you all know my friends? 】

He doesn't know much about her friends except those of the company, but Shen Yu, if she did not deliberately conceal or feel guilty, she can answer him casually, instead of skimming over the question.

Wen Zheng answered truthfully, "Because Shen Yu said ... don't tell you before going out."

The man grew colder, "What is he saying?"

She didn't speak for a while, and looked at his anger.

Then he smiled softly, "You have a really big temper today, is it because I went to an appointment to eat with Shen Yu, or did I hide from you and go out to eat with him?"

He had a cold voice, "Or maybe you are hiding from me and going to dinner with him."

Although it was for Muse, she didn't know beforehand.

The man was cold and irritated, but Wen Ye smiled. He reached for his head and looked at his face for a while. "Are you jealous?"

He stretched his face, and froze her face coldly, reached out and clasped her back, forced her to press in the direction of her own, the four lips were pressed by gravity and pressed tightly against her. Together, leaving no gap.

The driver in front of the car silently looked at the two people behind him in the rearview mirror, and then quickly retracted his eyes. He was sitting in front of him with a serious look, and the light in the corner of his eyes did not dare to leak.

Wen Yan tried to push him away, but when he started, he still worried about his injury. He didn't exert much force, only smashed his shoulder with a fist.

This kiss is not just a kiss, and the kiss is gradually full of teasing taste, and finally develops a full-bodied breath, and the entire car is permeated with ambiguous high temperature.

Occasionally a noise was heard, and Wen Ye's face flushed with redness.

Is this man shameless? !!

This is in the car and there is a third person in front!

She wanted to break free and return to her original position, but her waist was pinched by the man's hands.

When the kiss finally came to an end, the man let go of her lips, and Wen Huan gasped back and glared at him.

The thought of the strange sound the driver had just heard, she wanted to kill the **** with a hammer.

Seeing her annoyed, Mo Shichen was in a better mood. He licked the corner of his lips, and the smile arc was a bit soft and sexy. "You are so close, I thought you would ask for a kiss."

The driver in front almost chuckled out, but fortunately, he bit his teeth and smirked.

Wen Ye was blocked by him and said nothing, don't look over his face and look out the window, posing a posture that he doesn't want to deal with.

Mo Shichen didn't know whether his spine had restricted his movements and was therefore inconvenient, or "I was still angry", and he did not take the initiative to coax her or even talk.

When she turned her face to the side, she could not see his expression and complexion at this time, but she fell into a quiet silence, and somehow she was even more frightened.

In this way, with a heavy silence all the way, the car drove back to the manor house.

After the car was stabilized on the parking apron, Wen Ye pushed the door and was about to get off. As a result, before the foot landed, his arm was pulled by the man. His deep voice was quiet. What for Muse? After eating other people's meals, you will be angry with me when you come back? "

Wen Huan turned to look at him, "Who stipulates that I have to do something for her after eating her meal? I knew it was her that I would not go today."

Besides, it hurt her forehead.

He said lightly, "Oh, didn't you say before, did I really need to do this to others?"

"Don't you have a cuckold look with a yin and yang look before, and your mood is turning so clear?"

He frankly said, "I'm jealous."

"Then your vinegar energy disappears quite quickly."

"Faster than you, just kiss."

Wen Yan, "..."

This is no longer possible.

She wanted to leave, but her arm was pulled by a man, and she couldn't pull it out with any effort.

Mo Shichen stretched his leg and kicked the driver's seat in front of his foot. "Don't get out of the car yet, waiting to see a show?"

The driver, "... brother, I'll go at once."

Immediately after speaking, he pushed the door of the driver's seat and got out of the car, and quickly left the scene.

Only two of them were left at a time.

"Wen Ye," Wen Ye didn't look at him, so he didn't know where he drew out a cigarette, he heard a lighter pop, and then a faint smell of tobacco drifted into her smell, "To be honest , In your heart, am I really bad? "

After hearing this, the first answer she quickly passed in her mind was: no.

She had no other very strong and special resentment towards him. She just loved, loved, and slowly faded away. It has passed.

Not that he was so bad or bad in her heart, she just didn't think of him in that regard.

Although recently, occasionally think about it.

She answered truthfully, "Can't talk."

Mo Shichen unfastened the seat belt and got out of the car in a hurry, then bypassed the back of the car, opened the door on her side, took her by the wrist, and took her out of the car. Holding a cigarette, closing the door with one hand pressed her against the body.

He spit out a ring of smoke and looked down at her, "I admit, you know too well, I approached you right after I came back, because in my judgment, you can't ... at least for the time being someone who can't be arbitrarily lost. , So I don't want to divorce you. "

Wen Hao was forced to be inferior in height, but did not want to always stare at the shirt buttons on his chest, so he still looked up at his face.

The wind was warm and cool, blowing her shredded hair.

She didn't speak, just listened.

"I drafted those divorce agreements. Apart from leaving you for three months, I also wanted to give myself three months. I followed my thoughts and decisions, but it was impossible to live just for the past. "

His voice was low and deep, such as the sound of a light drum, which struck her eardrum rhythmically. The wind was strong, and his thin lips were close. When the wind blew, it made an empty sound, as if the world was big, but they were interdependent. "If these three months have passed and you still want to divorce, and I don't think you are the one I have to be, then between us, it really should be forgotten."