Chapter 792： The man asked indifferently, "then what do I think of you?" (1/2)
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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.”
…………
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.