"Then you have to make it clear. Why do you say I have no conscience? How can I feel sorry for you?"

Mo Yesi was stunned for a moment. He looked at the stubborn girl in his arms, and the Adam's apple rolled, and a low laugh came out in his throat, "Do you still dare to say that you have a conscience? Baby, from the day we got married to now, how did you treat me?"

"How did I treat you? Huh?"

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

She heard a deep sense of dissatisfaction from the man's words.

She really thought about the little things about how they lived together since she and Mo Yesi got married.

As she thought about it, she felt that she was still very concerned and couldn't speak.

Because she found that she was indeed... not as good to Mo Yesi as he was to her.

It's about the efforts of both of them.

Mo Yesi's efforts are very important.

She may only... five points, six points, and at most seven points.

So Mo Yesi said...is not wrong at all.

She seemed to be a little heartless.

She was used to his kindness to her and accepted his kindness to her calmly. After a long time, she even felt that all this was what she deserved.

Mo Yesi should be nice to her.

But she had never thought about repaying his same feelings.

She thought that men would not take these loves too seriously.

But now it seems that Mo Yesi obviously cared about it.

"I can't speak, huh?" Mo Yesi looked at the little woman who was silent in her arms and showed a trace of guilt in her eyes. He reached out to lift her jaw, looked at her black eyes and curled her lips and smiled, "Do you think you're in a disadvantage now? Don't you know what to say?"

Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips and continued to remain silent.

Well, she was a little inappropriate.

Just now, I was still making trouble with him because I was right.

The man heard a chuckle in his ear, low, very magnetic, and sounded very seductive: "So, if you know that you have not done well, you must reflect on it. You must be better for me in the future, do you understand?"

"Baby, I don't ask you to give me a good deal. As long as you have five or six points, I will be satisfied."

Men speak humbly.

No matter how invincible he is in the eyes of others.

But in front of his beloved woman, his prominent and noble status, his crazy outstanding appearance, and all his high-quality conditions cannot make him feel superior at all, and he may even be a little unconfident.

The one who is moved first will not be the one who can control the situation in love.

The one who is moved first will always be the humble side.

That's why there is such a saying: Whoever is moved first will be finished.

"Mo Yesi, I'm sorry, I don't know you mind that way." Qiao Mianmian reflected on herself, and was still very active in admitting her mistakes. She lowered her head and bit the corner of her lips and said softly, "I just reflected on her. I did not do well enough. In the future, I will be nice to you."

"Have you really reflected on it?" Mo Yesi reached out and touched her head, "Are you thinking about your words? Or just say it casually?"

"It's not just a casual talk." Qiao Mianmian immediately raised her head and grabbed his hand, with sincerity and determination in her eyes. "I have really reflected on it. I swear, I'm not just a casual talk!"
Chapter completed!