Slag Girl Illustrated Book

She was affected by the beautiful eyes of the kiss, Han, Chun, and her legs were so weak that she beat him hard: "You bastard, you will be a gangster to me."

He really cried before his eyes.

She was also bullied and cried last night, and it is the same today, but Mo Huiyu's attitude this morning is completely different from last night. He kissed Ruan Xihe's tears and kissed her whenever she cried.

"What on earth do you want!" She lost her temper because of the trouble.

"Follow me." You see, Mo Huiyu didn't use the word "community" but "to follow".

"do not want."

"Why not?" His breath sprayed on her cheeks, from childhood to adulthood, what he wanted never escaped.

"Because you are a rogue, and I don't know you." She was a little aggrieved.

"You can only talk to me in this life." The meaning of Mo Huiyu's words is unclear, but as his identity, this is not a big word. He has touched him, so who would dare to try it.

He unlocked the phone with Ruan Xihe’s fingerprint, entered his number, dialed it, and added himself on WeChat, remarking "my man"

"Why are you so domineering?" She frowned unhappy.

"You be good." He touched Ruan Xihe's hair: "Tell me the address."

She reported the address of the company next door to Mohs headquarters.

Before getting out of the car, Mo Weiyu pulled her at her: "Don't go too close to a man on a business trip."

"Why do you care about me?" Ruan Xihe's little temper came up.

"I am your man."

"I didn't even agree. You hate it. I'm going to fall in love, so I don't care about you." Ruan Xihe deliberately agitated him.

"I'm your boyfriend, so I can't help you. How did you kiss you just now, and now there are so many people outside, how can I kiss you."

Mo Huiyu knew that Ruan Xihe was thin-skinned, so he deliberately said that, and even leaned a little toward her.

The little girl was really scared.

"Am I your boyfriend?" The tip of his nose was almost up.

"Yes, it's not okay." She reluctantly responded with red eyes.

Mo Huiyu gently kissed her lips before letting her go down.

Ruan Xihe walked into the bathroom of the building with a hat, tidyed himself up, put on lipstick, and arranged the suit in the down jacket before ran out of the back door and entered his company.

The secretary's office is a bit busy today. She has nothing to do as a portable interpreter. She is free all morning.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone had a meal in the staff canteen and set off for the airport together.

When driving in the car, Sun Zhi originally wanted Ruan Xihe to follow him in the car and take his co-pilot.

As a result, Mo Tingshen gave Ruan Xihe a document, asked her to read it in advance, went to sit in his car, and asked him if he was unclear.

Naturally, Sun Zhi couldn't delay the boss' business affairs, but he felt a little regretful in his heart.

Ruan Xihe and Mo Tingshen are all sitting in the back seat. Mo Tingshen has always liked private spaces, so the front and rear baffles are erected, and the driver is completely unaware of the movement behind.

With the heating turned on in the car, she unzipped the down jacket.

He looked at the information carefully, and looked very peaceful and gentle.

"Tell me if I don't understand." An elderly man like Mo Tingshen is actually very savory. A gentleman is wise and mature. The most important thing is that he is very tolerant and comfortable.

"Chairman, here." Ruan Xihe pointed to a place on the document.

"You don't need to call me the chairman." Mo Tingshen said suddenly.

"Then Mo Dong?"

"Don't be so unfamiliar."

"Is it not so good?" Ruan Xihe hesitated.

"It's okay." Mo Tingshen looked at her with encouraging eyes.

"Uncle?" Ruan Xihe whispered.

Mo Tingshen:...

On the next journey, Mo Tingshen did not speak to her.

On the plane, Mo Tingshen was in first class, and the rest of the entourage were in economy class.

Ruan Xihe fell asleep shortly after getting on the plane, and Sun Zhi happened to be next to her. He fell asleep and leaned on Sun Zhi's shoulder.

Sun Zhi didn't dare to move too much, he was painful and happy, even though his shoulders were already numb.

Mo Tingshen saw this scene as soon as he came out. On the surface, he didn't have any reaction. In fact, his heart was overwhelmed. Under the pretext of letting Ruan Xihe read the information, he mentioned her to the first class cabin and sat next to him.

Ruan Xihe was still a little uncomfortable when he came over: "Mo Dong."

"Sit down." Ruan Xihe sat down and immediately turned over the information in his hand.

"Isn't it very sleepy? Go to sleep." Mo Tingshen didn't want Ruan Xihe to come over to work, he just couldn't understand her leaning on the shoulders of other men.

"Brother Zhi said you let me look at the information." Her down jacket has already been taken off, and the white professional outfit she wears is just like seduction in Mo Tingshen's eyes.

When he heard that address, his brows frowned unconsciously: "I'm the youngest?"

"Of course you are not old, you must be very happy to be your wife."

Ruan Xihe lowered his head and smiled shyly, and his slightly drooping eyes contained an inconspicuous coldness and shocking indifference.