Mo Yichen's mood was not stable all day today, and he dropped a few cups in the office, and Feng Yarou suddenly received a call from Mo Yichen. said that he was downstairs, which surprised Feng Yarou.

Feng Yarou has been divorced twice in addition to work during this time, and someone told her that this man seems to be dignified, but in fact he is hateful. Pure heart and few desires, not close to women, cold, arrogant, cold-blooded and ruthless.

But Feng Yarou felt that Mo Yichen's was not a disadvantage, but an advantage, and he was unkind because he didn't meet the right person. Such a man, if he is affectionate to others, he is definitely a saint of love.

You have to be patient enough before you get it. No, didn't he take the initiative to ask her out tonight, and said that he was downstairs.

Mo Yichen appeared at her home at this point in time, what else would she do besides one reason?

"Is there any wine?"

Feng Yarou obediently didn't ask the reason, and went to the wine cabinet to get the wine. Lafite in '82, this is her treasure, I hope this wine can complete a marriage, and it can be regarded as worthy of it.

The man's drinking posture is very elegant, but all that envelops him is loneliness.

Feng Yarou's fingers groped upward, finally touching his chin, then the bridge of his nose and the corners of his eyes. She clasped his face in both hands. The skull is slightly lowered, and the neck shows a beautiful arc. No man would resist such a temptation.

This is a gesture of invitation, as a man will not understand, especially a man who has been married twice, Feng Yarou is waiting for him to unzip her clothes.

Feng Yarou has done her homework on Mo Yichen, she understands this man and doesn't like women who take the initiative, so what she can do now is to stop at the point.

But she waited for a long time and didn't move. The atmosphere created was slowly becoming awkward, and she didn't know how to end it.

In the darkness she gradually blushed to the root of her ears, shame and a hint of annoyance made her look away, and bit her lip fiercely, he actually ·····

Feng Yarou was really a little annoyed, he was not interested in her, so what did he mean by calling tonight?

The next moment, she was suddenly grabbed by Mo Yichen by a wrist, and then his other hand pinched her chin.

What is reversal, it is Feng Yarou's mood at the moment, from anger to surprise to joy.

Feng Yarou's eyelashes hung quietly, extraordinarily demure.

Mo Yichen maintained this posture for a long time before slowly letting go of his hand: "I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat here?"

Feng Yarou sighed for a moment, obviously she couldn't expect Mo Yichen's next sentence to be such a bad scene, and her heart was made up and down by him during this time.

"I'll order takeout for you!" Feng Yarou cultivated very well, and there was no anger on her face.

Mo Yichen nodded and continued to drink, Feng Yarou wanted to calm her mood, and she had an idea in her heart, she must leave this man behind tonight.

The doorbell rang twice, and Mo Yichen saw that Feng Yarou did not come out of the room, and opened the door to order takeout by himself. Feng Yarou came out of the room after taking a shower and found that Mo Yichen was not in the room, the balcony door was open, Feng Yarou smiled and walked over.

The pajamas she chose tonight were very sexy, a thin layer of silk was attached to her body, the length reached the root of her legs, the white fabric, sexy and pure, she was sure that this was the one Mo Yichen liked.

Her cheeks were a little red, and she stood beside Mo Yichen shyly, waiting for the man to make further moves. But she was really disappointed. Mo Yichen glanced at her and said, "It's not cold, go and put on some clothes and come out again." ”

Feng Yarou stiffened for a moment, only to go to the bedroom and come back. Mo Yichen was already reclining on the sofa, squinting slightly. She sat next to him and poured water for him, the neckline was very low, and Mo Yichen could easily see the scenery contained in it.

Mo Yichen didn't raise his eyelids, as if he didn't see it, as if he was about to fall asleep, but his eyes were awake, Feng Yarou didn't know what he meant, she was already very active tonight.

She was embarrassed by the silence, Feng Yarou was a little irritable, what did Mo Yichen mean by this, he had let her stay by his side for more than three months, although it was rumored that they were going to get married, but Feng Yarou knew that their most intimate action was just to hold his arm when accompanying him to those banquets.

She carefully broke the silence: "Are you a little tired from work today, let me give you a massage?"

Feng Yarou knew that the reason why his second wife had a mediocre family background and was able to marry him was because she would please him, and even learned massage with a masseur for this purpose.

Feng Yarou also knows some massage, plus in the past month or so, she has deliberately learned again, she is very smart, she learns things quickly, and massage is the same.

Mo Yichen finally glanced at her, but still didn't speak. Feng Yarou walked behind him and massaged his shoulder, the room was lit with incense, the faint smell, not unpleasant, very calming effect, coupled with Feng Yarou's massage, Mo Yichen slowly relaxed.

Feng Yarou was able to stay by Mo Yichen's side for three months, in fact, it was not without any merits, Mo Yichen appreciated her empathy, which was her biggest advantage in his eyes.

Feng Yarou lowered her head and could see the man's entire face, God is really blessed with this man, the person who is about to be forty doesn't look like it at all, his lips are very thin, it is said that such men are very thin and cold, but Feng Yarou only thinks it is good-looking.

She lowered her head slowly, and the breaths of the two people merged together, making it look particularly ambiguous in the quiet room.

Feng Yarou felt that her heart was about to jump out, she liked this man, she liked it the first time she saw it at the banquet, however, she was not so stupid, the mall pays attention to strategy, and love is also needed, Feng Yarou feels that she is still successful, at least she has been by his side for three months, isn't it?

It was rumored that they were going to get married, but she didn't believe that Mo Yichen didn't feel it at all, and besides, didn't Shen Qing also call her a few days ago?

When Feng Yarou thought of this, she felt even more that she was bound to this man.

The tips of her hair stroked lightly between Mo Yichen's snort, the fragrance of shampoo and the unique softness of a woman, but he didn't even move his eyelashes.

Feng Yarou is really unwilling, she is unwilling.

She is really open-minded, everything is ready only to the east wind, she is fully prepared tonight, she bowed her head boldly, ready to kiss the lip flap, the tip of her nose has touched the tip of his nose when Mo Yichen pressed an index finger on the lip.

He still closed his eyes, did not get up, and did not get angry: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to be tired." ”

Feng Yarou didn't dare to move again, Mo Yichen's tone was very light, but it was very soft, there was no sense of anger, Feng Yarou's embarrassment of being rejected quickly turned into flattery, and the deer bumped into each other.

It's not that she hasn't heard of it, any woman who wants to get close to Mo Yichen will not end well, last time I heard that there was a woman who tried to get close to him and was directly splashed with wine, this man has never been good-tempered, but for her, it is really an exception, in fact, Feng Yarou wants this exception, although she was rejected, but she saw hope more, Mo Yichen, not angry.

His index finger was still pressed against her lips, and the tips were warm, hardly like the temperature that a man like him should have.

His fingers were very cold, but Feng Yarou felt that the place he had touched was hot and hot, and it hurt a little for her.

That kind of hot spread quickly all over the body, Feng Yarou felt that her whole person was a little soft, so soft that she couldn't lift her feet, longing for his embrace, she was too hot and needed the refreshing coolness on his body.

Feng Yarou felt that she was about to be unable to breathe, but such a small touch had made her unable to extricate herself, Feng Yarou's eyes were a little messy, and she snorted softly, the voice was just right, sweet but tempting, but this voice made Mo Yichen suddenly open her eyes.

The moment he saw her, the tenderness in his eyes had faded, and he had returned to that calm, impersonal coldness.

Such a counter-transfer Feng Yarou was caught off guard and couldn t digest it at all, what's wrong with him, isn't everything good, how many times has her heart risen and fallen tonight, such a counter-transfer surprised her, happy, and now she is afraid.

Feng Yarou was afraid that he would leave like this, or, like treating those women, giving her a cold taunt, being poured with wine, and even worse, slapping him hard.

After Feng Yarou saw his face, her face quickly turned white because of this sudden change.

Just when she thought everything was over, Feng Yarou heard him say, "I want to be quiet for a while." ”

The next day, Secretary Sun arrived at the company early.

He is the boss's chief secretary, comparable to the number one eunuch next to the emperor, although it is not very good, but as long as he does it well, he sometimes has more face than the queen.

The entire office area was empty, and Secretary Sun was making coffee alone in the pantry, and soon after he saw his boss's familiar car slowly driving into the parking lot through the window.

Ten minutes later, Mo Yichen went upstairs, and from a distance it looked cold, and Secretary Sun hurriedly trotted forward.

Mo Yichen's eyes were slightly blue and his face was tired and rubbed his eyebrows, obviously he didn't sleep well all night, and even the traces of a pair of double eyelids were deeper than before, but this did not affect the boss's handsomeness at all.

Secretary Sun secretly said in his heart that it was not good, today the company is afraid that it will suffer again, Secretary Sun took out his treasure book to check, what day is this today, April 10th, April 10th, Secretary Sun was shocked to grow his mouth, oh my God, how could he forget this important day, this is ····· No wonder the boss has been in a bad mood since yesterday, and thought that Miss Feng could comfort the boss's injured heart, it seems that Miss Feng can't do it either.

However, it is right to see that the direction of the boss's car today is Miss Feng's apartment, that is to say, the boss still got along with Miss Feng very happily yesterday, and you can determine if the boss is from Miss Feng by asking Gao Yuan.

Isn't the boss depressed, but overindulgent?

"Mr. Mo, are you feeling unwell?"

Mo Yichen looked up coldly: "You wish I went to the hospital, right?"

Secretary Sun howled in his heart and cried and slandered you... Boss, it's still wrong for me to really care about you like this, why is your boss like this, why do you bite Lu Dongbin, why is he such a tyrant, no wonder he has been giving him a salary increase in the past few years, Secretary Sun is now more than five times the salary of his peers, and this is all in exchange for his own humiliation.

Secretary Sun looked at Mo Yichen with injured eyes, and when he was about to say anything more, Mo Yichen had already pointed to the office door with his eyes and drove people away: "Get out." ”

Secretary Sun was in place to mourn for today's colleagues in the company for a few seconds, and finally turned around injured and trotted out.

He was mainly afraid that if he didn't run out, the boss would not have something smashing over.

Secretary Sun went out, and he was left alone in the office, Mo Yichen leaned on the office chair and twisted his eyebrows and rubbed his forehead, with a headache, a headache. Last night he sat on the sofa all night, his eyes were not closed, April is the hardest every year, April is like a nightmare to him, more like a joke, he is afraid that as soon as he closes his eyes, he will remember Zhong Qing standing in front of her and pulling his arm and begging bitterly, Mo Yichen, you give me some more time, wait for me, I beg you, I don't want to separate, I don't want to ······

His brain was about to explode, it hurt.

He was still sitting on the sofa when Gao Yuan sent the clothes over in the morning, maintaining the same posture as last night, and his clothes were already wrinkled.

Mo Yichen didn't eat the breakfast prepared by Feng Yarou, but this woman is really well-cultivated, after being rejected by him like that last night, she can still help him prepare breakfast as if nothing happened, and send him to work.

Mo Yichen took a breath and couldn't think about it anymore.

When he got into the car, he suddenly turned around and said to Feng Yarou: "Take care of yourself, I'll pick you up for dinner in the evening!"

Feng Yarou's mood reversed again, however, from last night to now, she has adapted to Mo Yichen's attitude, in fact, this man, although arrogant, is still a gentleman.

"Okay, I'll wait for your call!" Feng Yarou smiled gently and decently, especially the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth, and even the arc of her smile was the same as that of love.

Mo Yichen shook his head slightly, quickly sat in the car and said to Gao Yuan: "Drive!"

Gao Yuan has never gossiped about the boss's affairs, it is enough to have a gossipy Secretary Sun, if he follows like this, it is estimated that the boss will go crazy.

Sure enough, Gao Yuan hadn't been in the company for long, and Xiao Gao came over: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, I'll treat you to breakfast!"

Xiao Gao shook the soy milk fritters in his hand.

Gao Yuan coldly refused: "I've eaten it!"

"It's okay, I still have coffee here!" Xiao Gao shoved the coffee into Gao Yuan's hand. ｜.

Xiao Gao shyly said: "Uncle Shi, although you are not my master, but I have always felt close to you in my heart, why? Because our surname is Gao, in the final analysis, it is fate, fate, five hundred years ago, no, a hundred years ago, we were a family!" Xiao Gao patted his chest and swore an oath.

"If you have something to say, I'm going to work if it's okay!" Gao Yuan got up to leave.

"Yes, yes, yes, of course, otherwise how can you say that you are an old man, with a lofty vision, that is, today, is the boss from Miss Feng?"

"Yes!" Gao Yuan's face was expressionless, and it was a muffled thunder to Xiao Gao.

"Really, Uncle Shi, you didn't lie to me, it seems that the master guessed right, oh my God, then I'm going to make money today, oops, oops, Uncle Shi, I love you so much!" Xiao Gao couldn't wait to kiss Gao Yuan on the face.

Gao Yuan glanced at Xiao Gao with disgust: "Divide half of the money you and your master won, or I'll tell the boss right now, saying that you use the boss's private life to gamble!"

"Uncle Shi!"

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