In the early morning, the sky had just dawned, and Rong Qian opened his eyes.

She moved slightly, and the feeling of soreness and weakness instantly surged up from all directions.

She furrowed her brow and turned her head to look behind her, the man's heavy arms around her waist, his breath spraying in his ears, his hot chest pressed against her back......

Rong Qian didn't feel the warmth, only a weak stiffness.

She reached out and pushed his arm away, regardless of whether it would wake him up, then got out of bed and picked up the clothes on the floor and went into the bathroom.

When he was cleaned up, Mo Zun on the bed rested one hand on his forehead, his bronzed arms were full of wild breath even if he was asleep, he frowned and had the displeasure of being disturbed, but he didn't open his eyes.

Rong Qian went to the closet to find clothes to put on, and when she opened the door and left the bedroom, she subconsciously looked at the door lock.

Seeing that the locks were all in good condition and there was no trace of being pried open, how did Mo Zun get in in the middle of the night last night?

Rong Qian pondered, could it be that he forgot to lock the door when he went back to the room yesterday?

She thought the latter was more likely, maybe she was tired, and then she forgot that she must remember to lock the door tonight.

She thought to herself.

Before the housekeeper got up, the whole villa was quiet, and Rong Qian opened the curtains with the remote control, and the morning light gradually illuminated the room through the glass.

The surrounding buildings are shrouded in white fog, and it is impossible to see what the weather is today, maybe it is drizzling, maybe the sun is rising.

However, in winter, the wet and cold temperatures are really cold.

Rong Qian entered the kitchen and began to make breakfast, since the maid at home was dismissed, the unprecedented tranquility made her really feel that this place also belonged to her!

She made a sandwich omelette and had just put the milk in the pan to heat it when there was a noise behind her.

Rong Qian turned around and saw Mo Zun swaying to the kitchen in a white bathrobe.

He took a shower, his short hair still dripping with water, and his chest was open, and his skin in the bare air was sensual and firm. He went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of mineral water, turned to face her and twisted it away.

He raised his head and drank two big sips, and under the thick light, he saw his Adam's apple moving lightly, and his evil eyes were always staring at her.

Rong Qian thought of the scene where he galloped and indulged in her last night, her face was slightly feverish, she withdrew her eyes, and tried her best to look at the boiling hot water in the pot to hide herself.

Mo Zun raised his feet over, his waist leaned against the marble countertop, and when he saw her arced earlobes quietly climbing up the flush, the corners of his mouth were faintly curved.

The hand with the black snake tattoo reached out and pinched her chin to make her turn her head.

Rong Qian was dissatisfied and wanted to break away, but Mo Zun used his strength.

Her delicate face was full of anger and anger, and her clear eyes under her curled and dense eyelashes were clear and shining, reflecting the bright light in them.

Tsk, what a beautiful pair of eyes.

Mo Zun rubbed his thumb against her chin, "I want to know that you still have the energy to get up so early to prepare breakfast, and you have to have a good time last night." ”

His explicit words were undisguised, and her face was flushed with shame, she wanted to break free from his control, but Mo Zun pinched her tightly.

The fingertips were smooth and soft to the touch, as if they could pinch out the water with a little force, and Mo Zun's eyes deepened.

"Mo Zun, you let go ......"

The woman put her hand on his arm, her face was full of anger, and she didn't dare to speak, and the light of anger in her eyes was so soft that she inexplicably hit her heart.

The corners of Mo Zun's mouth widened, and Rong Qian couldn't resist him, so he opened his mouth angrily and bit the hand that imprisoned his chin.

He quickly loosened his strength, she was originally short, and she opened her mouth to bite like a fierce puppy, chasing his arm, but she couldn't control the impact and plunged into his chest.

The teeth slammed into the hard muscles, and Mo Zun's hands subconsciously hugged her waist.

Softly threw himself into his arms, Mo Zun asked in a deep and funny voice: "You belong to a dog, where can you bite and bite?"

Rong Qian raised his head, the anger in his eyes was not gone, looking at his appearance, there was a trace of innocence that had just gotten up......

Mo Zun's Adam's apple moved lightly, it is undeniable that such a shallow appearance is very charming, the red lip flap is not dotted and Zhu, because of the anger slightly opened, the lips are small and charming.

A word popped up in Mo Zun's mind, such lips are the most suitable for kissing.

As soon as the idea came out of the house, and before it could be implemented, there was a sudden exclamation at the door.

Mo Zun's brows furrowed, and the housekeeper stammered: "First, Mr. Young Grandma, I, you, you continue, continue, I haven't seen anything......"

The butler panicked and hurriedly exited the kitchen.

Rong Qian: "......"

Nothing happened to them at all, okay?

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Mo Zun left the kitchen, and Rong Qian heard his voice instructing the housekeeper: "I've been doing well lately, I'll give you a few days off, and I'll wait for the notice when I go back." ”

The butler trembled.

Rong Qian: "......"

Originally, it was nothing, but when Mo Zun gave such an order, it was as if he had invisibly admitted something to the housekeeper?

Rong Qian's cheeks were feverish, and he didn't dare to look at the housekeeper when he went out with the plate, for fear of seeing the other party's implied "I understand everything" look.

Mo Zun was in a hurry, he had already changed his clothes in a few minutes, and when he went downstairs, he frequently looked at the time on his wrist.

When he came to the table, he barely sat down, leaned over to take a sandwich, and stuffed it into his mouth in two or three bites. The suit was open, his tie slipped out and dangled in the air, and he was serious and noble when he changed into a formal suit, and he looked sanctimonious and did not have the characteristics of a hooligan in the kitchen.

He took a hurried sip of milk, put down his glass, and turned and strode away.

Rong Qian heard his mobile phone ringing, and Mo Zun answered and walked away.

After a while, the car outside rang, and there was only one person left in the restaurant.

The plate in front of him is already empty, and he eats bread quietly in small bites, and the food can make people feel comfortable, not to mention that this is still made by himself.

She enjoyed the fruits of her labor!

After eating breakfast and cleaning up, Rong Qian went upstairs and started to busy himself with his own affairs.

As a result, the mobile phone rang after a while, and it was Mo Zun's phone.

Rong Qian answered suspiciously, his voice on the phone was very urgent, and asked her to go to the study to find documents.

According to what he said, Rong Qian found what Mo Zun wanted in the drawer, and Mo Zun instructed her: "Send it to Mo Shi, you only have twenty minutes." ”

Rong Qian: "......"

She is not his subordinate, the documents have been lost at home, can't people come to pick them up?

But complaining and complaining, listening to his tone is really anxious.

Rong Qian didn't dare to delay, she contacted the driver at home, and hurried out.

The time is very tight, and there is a traffic jam on the road, and the time stipulated by Mo Zun has already passed.

Rong Qian was a stranger to the Mohs Group, and as soon as he entered the hall, the phone rang.

It was Mo Zun's assistant Yan Zhe who asked her to take the elevator directly to the thirty-sixth floor.

Rong Qian was not familiar with this place, and she was about to find the location of the elevator when a sharp voice sounded not far behind her.

"Shallow. ”

Immediately after that, the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the marble floor came, Lan Qiao'er was wearing a rose red woolen coat, the brown fox fur around her neck was fashionable and atmospheric, her long chestnut hair hung down her shoulders, and her delicate makeup was delicate and gorgeous.

When facing Rong Qian, she never concealed her disdain with a lofty attitude: "This is the Mo family, is it a place where you can come casually?"

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