Mo Yesi raised his deep black eyes and looked at her. On her handsome face, her face was slightly relieved than before.

It was obviously pleased by what she said just now.

A little smile appeared in his eyes, but his face was still tense: "I didn't ask you."

"Yes, yes." Qiao Mianmian continued to hold back her laughter and coaxed a proud man, "You didn't ask me, I wanted to buy it for you myself."

“Buy me an expensive one?”

"Well, buy expensive ones and choose the most expensive ones."

"I didn't force you."

"Yes, yes, you didn't force me. Everything was voluntary."

"Then what you said, go to the mall to buy it later." Mo Yesi said this, his eyes were already covered with a slight smile, and the corners of his lips curled up little by little.

He reached out and pulled Qiao Mianmian into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and hugged her and opened a document: "You accompany me to read the last few documents, and I can get off work."

Qiao Mianmian twisted in his arms, adjusted a more comfortable sitting position, reached out to put his arm around his waist, hugged him and said, "Will this affect your work?"

The girl in her arms is soft and fragrant.

A slight slight scent of seductive sweet fragrance lingers at his nose. It is impossible to say that it has no effect on him at all.

He was always a little distracted when he hugged her.

Want to do something else.

But it was so beautiful to hold her, and he couldn't bear to let her go.

He took a deep breath, enduring the heat caused by her twist just now, his voice pressed down, and his words were a little hoarse: "Baby, as long as you don't move around in my arms, it will not have any impact on me."

"Otherwise, if you twist a few more times, I may not be able to guarantee what will happen in a while."

As if to prove his words, there was a very honest reaction somewhere.

Qiao Mianmian sat on his lap and felt it all at once.

A wave of heat rose on her face, which froze in his arms and did not dare to move any more.

Last night... this man has been tossing for too long.

Moreover, after so many different ways to toss her, her legs are still sore and soft until now.

She didn't want to be tossed again before she recovered...

*

A private club.

In the decorated antique courtyard, a handsome and evil man sat in a pavilion.

Around the pavilion is a pond full of pink lotus flowers.

The man leaned on the vermilion railing and held a portion of fish food in his hand. His slender and white fingers twisted the fish food from the small porcelain bowl and threw it into the pond, attracting a group of fish to compete for food.

There were exquisite tea sets on the stone table beside it. The tea artist in the club carried a purple clay pot and watered the tea cup. As soon as the hot water was poured on, the refreshing tea fragrance rose into white smoke and spread everywhere.

The air is full of sweet and pleasant tea fragrance.

The tea artist held the tea cup and sent it respectfully and carefully to the man who was feeding the fish: "Mr. Gong, please taste it."

Miyazawa Li threw some fish food into the pond before turning around, taking the wet hand handed over by the waiter beside him, and wiping his hands.

After wiping, I took the cup of tea.

As soon as I took a sip, I heard a sound of footsteps slowly approaching.

After walking to the pavilion, the footsteps stopped.

A respectful voice sounded: "Mr. Gong, Mr. Qiao is here."
Chapter completed!