[78] I know it, but I still want to do it to you
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She glared at Mo Sichen, he wasn't joking!
The owner really sees the two of them as a couple!
"General manager, did you do it on purpose?" she said dissatisfiedly, "knowing that you would be misunderstood, you still came in like this." β
"What do you mean? do you mean holding hands, or do you mean coming into this shop?" he said nonchalantly, flipping through the menu in front of him, clearly not taking her displeasure to heart.
The waiter came, and while serving tea, he said, "Our boss recommended duck soup with cordyceps for you, if you are satisfied, I will place an order." β
Mo Sichen looked at Luo Shen and asked, "Is it okay?"
"I don't know much about this place, according to the general manager. Luo Shen knew that the soup here was very expensive, so she naturally didn't dare to express her opinions at will.
"You'll find out soon," Mo Sichen closed the menu and nodded to the service, "so be it." β
When the waiter walked away, Luo Shencai asked: "General manager, you still invite me to drink nutritious soup so late, do you like chubby secretaries?
Mo Sichen shook the teacup but didn't drink it, "Secretary Luo, it's not very fat, it's the charm of her later pregnancy, which is indeed very charming." β
Luo Shen's eyes widened, his lips opened in surprise, and it took a long time to blink and close his mouth, and he took a sip of tea, "The general manager is really ...... The taste is different. β
The general manager, who has a unique taste, looked at the secretary thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know...... What will Secretary Luo look like when she is pregnant......"
Luo Shen's heart suddenly jumped a few times, stared at him fiercely for a while, suddenly raised his chin, and said proudly: "At that time, naturally I can't let you see it." β
"Hmm. He lowered his eyes, "It should be so." There was loneliness in his voice that only he understood.
That's how it should be.
When Luo Shen was digesting this sentence, the soup came.
"I know you knocked on the door in the morning," he lifted the lid of the soup cup for her, "I hope this soup will make you feel better, and tomorrow it will be Secretary Luo, who is full of strength." β
In the fragrance overflowing, she was already in a much better mood, and at this time, food was the medicine for her to heal her soul.
At the same time, he also understood that he wanted to smooth out his grievances for her, and the unhappiness that he had hidden for a day also dissipated in this inconspicuous comfort.
He sat silently in the chair, watching her on the other side deal with the soup in front of him seriously, his face gradually faded, and his eyebrows and eyes gradually flashed with some joy.
"It seems that the soup is a little more attractive than me. He spoke suddenly, complaining without being salty.
She didn't raise her eyes and said, "Of course, the soup can still be eaten to warm up the body and stomach, but the general manager can't eat it." β
"So," he said, leaning over, his voice suddenly thickening, "would you like to try my taste too, perhaps better than soup?"
She immediately glared at him warily, "Don't." β
"Alas, what a quick answer, what a disappointment. He smiled strangely, "Doesn't Secretary Luo need to think about it before answering the question?"
"Shouldn't the general manager also think about it before asking questions?" she looked at him defiantly, "Is it okay to let the secretary try your taste?"
Mo Sichen smiled dumbly, "Secretary Luo really won't let me say a word, okay, the soup is finished, go back." β
He got up first and went to the counter to settle the bill, Luo Shen sorted out his bag and coat, and found that his long coat was still on the chair, so he took it together.
When I approached the counter, I heard the beautiful shopkeeper say to Mo Sichen: "There is a beautiful lady who came to drink soup at noon today, and your name was signed with the credit card." β
Mo Sichen's hand that was signing paused.
He didn't respond, and the shopkeeper didn't care, and continued: "She was accompanied by a beautiful young lady, very tall. Judging from the title, they are mother and daughter, and they seem to be very close. β
The pen of the signature suddenly pierced the thin thermal paper, and the tail of the morning word suddenly stopped.
Luo Shen's footsteps that were about to stop continued to move forward, walking in the direction of the gate.
When Mo Sichen turned to follow, Liang Yanni behind him looked at them with a smile and muttered, "It seems that this handsome guy's life seems to be very complicated. β
The white BMW car passed through the long alley and stopped in front of Luo's house, Luo Shen nodded to his boss and said, "Goodbye, general manager, be careful when driving on the road." β
It's polite. Mo Sichen reached out and grabbed her hand, grabbed the hand she had just taken off her seat belt, and pulled her into his arms.
Luo Shen trembled slightly, trying to settle himself, his chin was on his shoulder, and his nose was his unique breath, and then, hearing her deep voice say:
"Secretary Luo has a ability to make people want to be with you all the time. β
She blinked her eyes and forcibly suppressed the sweet excitement in her heart, "The general manager also has a knack for making people feel that you are always aggressive. β
"What do you mean......" he pondered, muttering, "have I invaded the territory of your heart a little?"
You don't have a little bit, you are completely occupied in my heart.
She let out a long sigh, "General Manager, you know my story. β
It means that there is only one person living in her heart. He understood.
"Good. He relaxed her and looked at her, "I know, but I still want to do this to you." After saying that, the corners of his lips hooked up with an evil smile, and he leaned over to kiss her small and soft lips.
Her response was gentle and shy, faint and shy, but also courageous, and his chest instantly filled with sweet warmth.
Luo Shen's hands unconsciously climbed onto his shoulders, clutching his clothes tightly and crumpling the fabric.
He was always sudden, and she trembled with nervousness.
At times like these, time always passes too fast, and the exploration is always endless.
He knew that her magic was causing him to quickly lose control, he knew not to go any deeper, and he stopped abruptly before his breathing became short, and his hands were about to make other movements uncontrollably, his lips shifted to her ear, and a soft sigh entered her heart.
"That's my mom," he said suddenly, "she attached my credit card." She prefers to spend her son's money than her husband. β
He didn't know why he wanted to explain, but he just wanted to tell her.
She really didn't care, just said with a faint "oh": "General manager, it's time for you to go home." β
He looked up and looked upstairs through the windshield, "Don't you have two rooms?
She pushed him away, "General Manager, do you want people to hunt me down?"
Before he responded, she took her bag and quickly got out of the car, opened the iron gate into the yard, went upstairs into the house, and couldn't help but quietly go out to the balcony to look, just to see the white BMW turn its head, and the red taillights left with red light and shadow.
"I know it's your mom, and your fiancΓ©e. The mood that had just been flying just now suddenly fell again.
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The days were smooth, and before I knew it, another week had passed, and the Spring Creek Resort had been under construction for three days, but the chosen time for laying the foundation stone was somewhat unfortunate, set for six o'clock in the morning a day later.
The secretarial office, which has been busy for several days, has a variety of roles as a liaison between the left and right sides and the upper and lower levels of communication.
But Mo Sichen had a few worries hidden in his heart.
The temperature was lower and colder these days, and he noticed that his grandfather's spirit seemed to be a little strange, and he often showed fatigue.
And his mother has been pestering him to ask Luo Shen questions and he hasn't found a chance yet, the secretary office is working overtime every day to lay the foundation, and he really can't bear to put extra pressure on her.
As soon as he thought about this, he was annoyed for no reason, perhaps, he didn't intend to ask in the first place?
After he reflected again, he rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that everything was worrying.
On this day, the busy business has come to an end, he asked the secretary's office to leave work early, and he himself went home early.
Lan Ruojie was overjoyed to see her son come back early, "I haven't had dinner at home for a long time, and my mother will make something for you tonight." β
The son smiled as he walked to his grandfather's room, "Mom's cooking is delicious." β
"Grandpa is in the study. Mother reminded and pointed to the door of the study.
Mo Sichen happily, "Grandpa is in such good spirits?" and turned to the study again, pushed open the door, and Mo Zhennan was sitting in front of the big bookcase writing big characters.
"Grandpa. Mo Sichen called and walked in, took a closer look at his grandfather's face, it was much better than yesterday, and he immediately put his mind at ease, and then looked at his grandfather's words, which were still vigorous and powerful, and the atmosphere was magnificent, and he couldn't help but praise: "This big hand is really well written!"
"You kid is good at sycophancy, learn from Secretary Luo. Grandpa finished writing the last stroke, and he was very satisfied with it when he saw it himself, "It is indeed well written." β
Mo Sichen touched the teapot on the table, it was still warm, and poured a cup for his grandfather, "Where do you need to learn how to pat on the back?" However, grandpa's big hand has been lost by us, and I am really ashamed." β
Mo Zhennan put down the brush and said with a smile: "You guys, you have a good hand, but the computer has scrapped." β
The grandson was amazed and said, "This is an Internet buzzword, and grandpa knows it." My grandfather was amazing. β
"Keep pace with the times," Mo Zhennan took his grandson's hand out of the study, and blamed him as he walked: "Secretary Luo came to the house last week, why didn't you tell me? I think that girl doll is very interesting, and I want to talk to her." β
"What's interesting about her? I know all day long that urging me to sign this and watch that, it's very boring. Although he said this, there was a smile on his lips.
Seeing that his grandfather's body was back to normal, he was relieved a lot, changed his clothes and came down to play a few games of chess with him.
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Early the next morning, Luo Shen was about to hand over the plan for the foundation laying ceremony that had been reviewed and finalized to his boss, and when he entered the door, he saw him looking at the hangover soup bottle on the table, which she bought for him on the day she picked him up on Liusha Road a week ago.
"General Manager, this is the itinerary of the groundbreaking ceremony, please take a look. The secretary held his hands over.
Mo Sichen took it and said while looking at it: "Tell Si Yan to go to Chunxi with us at ten o'clock, and he will come back after the foundation is laid, and let him prepare." β
"Yes, General Manager. When the secretary turned around, he grabbed the empty bottle on the table and was about to throw it away, but Mo Sichen suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.