Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

The man's ass slapped the tiger's ass without realizing it.

It's no wonder that this person thinks like this, after all, there are really few people who know about Mo Junqi's family affairs, otherwise no one will spread the rumor that his wife has already died of illness.

Mo Junqi didn't show it on his face, but he had the intention of staying away directly, but before his footsteps moved, a beautiful figure squeezed into the sight of a circle of people here.

"What did Mr. Huang say? Mr. Mo and I ...... It's just that we've met a few times, and the relationship is not bad.

Yu Xiaoyi was wearing a black tight long skirt, which perfectly outlined her perfect figure, and the deep V design exposed her majestic breasts, revealing an eye-catching sexiness.

The soft and flowing fabric flickered in the light, and she was wearing valuable and extremely complicated jewelry, which was obviously so prominent and even tacky to match the simple dress, but this made her more grandiose.

"Oh, Miss Yu, I'm glad to see you. He was overjoyed, his purpose today was to climb the line of the Yu family, after all, the goods under his hands were in some trouble.

"I haven't seen you in the circle for several years, you are still beautiful and generous, this is ready to re-host the Yu family.

"Yes, a few years ago, I only cared about the family, but now that my father is old, it is time for me to come out. Her words were said to Boss Huang with a smile, but her beautiful eyes frequently stayed on Mo Junqi's body.

They've just met on the outside.

Although it was not done deliberately, the unexpected entry of the two today made everyone at the scene have a lot of speculation and remarks.

It's what she likes to see.

"That's good, you are also a heroine among women, and you are naturally unambiguous when you take care of housework. Enough polite words were enough, and he revealed his true purpose.

He took out the business card in his chest pocket and handed it forward, "Next, I hope to meet you more in private."

A bright smile bloomed on Yu Xiaoyi's face, and quickly rippled on her face, but when she reached the tip of her eyebrows, she didn't see a smile, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was also extremely cold.

"Yes, of course. After

sending Boss Huang away, Yu Xiaoyi directly shifted her attention to Mo Junqi, undisguised her interest in him.

"It seems that there is a lot of misunderstanding about the fact that we just came together. At this time, the smile was wide to the tip of the eyebrows, with an imperceptible charm.

Mo Junqi stroked the diamond ring on his finger, disapproving, anyway, he would not have any other contact with her in the future, and public opinion would definitely be self-defeating, "It's okay."

Yu Xiaoyi obviously noticed his movements, and until he appeared, his eyes never fell on himself, thinking like this, her eyes couldn't help but stay on his ring for a long time.

It's him and his wife's.

It's so affectionate, it's been so long, and I'm still thinking about it.

"This is ......

" "Miss Yu, this is my wedding ring with my wife, it's inconvenient for you to look at it like this." He

didn't say so in the face of Boss Huang's nonsense just now, and now Yu Xiaoyi just stared at the ring for a while, and then he tore off his cold disguise and said unceremoniously.

"I am very grateful for your advice at that time, Joao is also ready to enroll, I will repay this kindness twice. "

Mercy.

He saw the word pity in Yu Xiaoyi's eyes.

He Mo Junqi doesn't need it, and he doesn't allow it! What do you pity him? He lost his beloved wife at the peak of his career, and his beloved son is seriously ill

? He doesn't

need it! Every day and night when no one cares about him and no one talks to him, he spends his days by paralyzing himself into work, what does he need to pity him?

His wife will wake up, and the children will slowly get better.

He's angry right now.

Yu Xiaoyi opened her mouth, obviously suppressed, "No, it's not ......"

She really didn't understand why Mo Junqi, who had always been very restrained, suddenly became like this, and she was also panicked by his categorical cut off the relationship between the two.

Mo Junqi's voice was not big or small, and the people around him looked at it with some notice, with the intention of not disturbing the birthday, he didn't want to say more, "Farewell." The

phone rang at the right time, giving Mo Junqi, who was forced to leave, a reason.

"Hey.

"Has he stabilized?"

"Okay, I see." ————

handsome young man in a white shirt, walking in the hall, a gust of wind blew through his wide sleeves, and in his arms he held a bunch of delicate and wanton sunflowers, like an immortal in the forest, looking like a fireworks.

His eyes are deep and affectionate, and he treats the delicate flowers in his arms like a baby.

He wants to dedicate this carefully selected bouquet of flowers to his most beloved girl.

"Manman, I'm back.

Joao pushed the door and entered, like a moon on the stars.

Christman sat on the sun-drenched couch, playing with the jewels in her hands.

Tens of millions of jewels are hung on her fingertips at will, crumbling, and everyone will be frightened, but Christman is very unimpressed.

There were too many such things in her closet to count.

Hearing Joao's voice, she was aggrieved.

Christine really felt that she was spoiled, and she was in a bad mood when she didn't see Joao for a while, "It's been too long, what are you going out for?"

"It's nothing. "Joao unveiled his ugly face once, but it is impossible to uncover it a second time, and he will not answer truthfully.

"Baby, will you miss me if you don't see me for a while?" Then I picked the sunflowers you ordered, don't be sad, okay?" Joao said to make amends to Chrisman.

But there is temptation at every turn.

"Hmph! I just looked at the golden one upstairs, and it feels like it's almost long. Christman sat in her place, proudly reaching out and waiting for Joao to put the flower in his arms, "Give it to me!"

"Okay."

João smiled, handed over the flowers, and gave Christman a splinter haircut.

"Manman, why don't we go?" Suddenly, he fell to his knees and fell into Christman's arms, frantically sucking her taste.

Christman flicked the petals' hand, turned sideways and put the sunflower on the table, and then inserted his delicate hand into his hair and smoothed his hair, "What's wrong? Come, I'll take a look when my head is raised, why are you so wronged?"

Joao's face was lifted by Christman, and his usually flamboyant eyebrows were attached to grievances, and Christman could even feel his vulnerability.

These days, she knows why Joao is irritable, "Why are your eyes red?Where did you lose your temper

?" "Joao, you didn't bully others, did you? Are you still so red, are you angry?" Joao

carefully knelt in front of the girl, quietly listening to her keep talking about herself.

Happiness is dead.

It's so nice.

Christman's hand stroking the corner of his eye stopped, teasing his chin with one hand as if he were teasing himself, coaxing him, "Go, bring the medicine, I'll feed you." "