I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

"You are very good to Chen Chen, I am very grateful. However, this watch is really not suitable for him. Even if you force him to accept it, he usually dare not wear it. If you really want to send him a gift, you can Send a less expensive one."

"As for this card..."

She hesitated before saying, "I can make a little money myself now, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the cold voice of the man: "I can temporarily withdraw the watch and wait until the day he is suitable to wear it, then give it to him. But you must hold this card."

"I……"

"If it is known that my wife of Mo Yesi still needs to make money on her own, do you want me to wipe my face?"

"I do not have……"

Mo Yesi raised her hand again to interrupt her. He squinted slightly, squinting halfway, and his voice was a bit chilly: "Qiao Mianmian, did you resist using Su Ze's money like this before?"

Qiao Mianmong froze.

She pursed her lips and was silent.

She spent Su Ze's money, of course, not so resistant.

But can this be the same?

She and Su Ze had known each other for so many years, and he... had less than a day.

Her silence made the aura around him even colder.

Driving position.

Uncle Li saw from the rearview mirror that the atmosphere between them was wrong and summoned the courage to say, "Young Master, Madam, where are you going to eat?"

Qiao Mianmian pressed his lips tightly and said nothing.

She was scared by Mo Yesi now, and was a little angry with him.

She didn't think she was wrong.

What if she married him?

They just didn't know the time of the day.

For her, his so-called "husband" is no different from a stranger.

How could she be used to spending a stranger's money so quickly!

When Qiao Mianmian was angry, his face bulged, his eyes were round, and he likes to turn his head to one side and ignore him.

Looking at her awkward look, Mo Yesi felt the stagnation in her heart dissipate.

He chuckled with a "chuck" and pressed a hand on her shoulder, pulling her body towards herself: "Angry?"

Qiao Mian pressed his lips tightly, lowered his eyes, and refused to speak.

Mo Yesi raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Sorry, I apologize to you."

"I just had a bad attitude. I shouldn't have talked to you like that. Did it scare you?"

The girl's eyelashes twitched slightly, her teeth clenched tightly on her pink lips, her face still bulging.

Mo Yesi looked down at her for a moment, and her fingers pinched her jaw, raising her head.

He lowered his voice and stared at him deeply: "Mianmian, don't breathe with me. Hmm?"

"You can understand the behavior just now that I am jealous. I just... a little jealous of Su Ze."

Cool fingers clasped her jaw.

As he approached, the enchanting breath of his body penetrated into Qiao Mianmian's nose.

The sound of "Mianmian", which seemed to contain her earlobe, instantly made Qiao Mianmian's ears crisp.

Even the heart trembles.

The light ending of the man was more like a bit of temptation, making Qiao Mianmian's heart tremble.

Her face was hot again, at that moment I still remembered whether I was angry.

She raised her eyes and met his deep eyes, her tremor trembling again, her blushing heart beat.

This man's face is too beautiful and charming.

His eyes were deeply charmed.

If people are not careful, they will indulge in the vast ocean of his eyes.