232: Take your name by my name

In the Qin President's Office, there were two exquisite lunch boxes on the coffee table in front of the sofa, as well as a steaming soup.

An Yining looked at the table and asked, "Do you also deliver tableware for takeout?" ā€

"Don't you like to drink soup, I specially asked Mott to order it at a nearby shop, and I will send it back in the afternoon." Qin Mo explained.

"Yes." An Yining smiled, "I'm embarrassed to be so troublesome." ā€

It's really hard for Mott to help, and every time she comes, he seems to have a little more work.

"Aren't you hungry, drink some soup to warm your stomach first." Qin Mo pushed Tang Gu in front of her.

An Yining took a spoon, took two sips, and looked up at him, "This fish head soup is quite delicious." ā€

The taste is delicious, and the main thing is that there is no fishy smell.

"Drink more if it's good, and replenish your brain by the way."

An Yining's action of drinking soup paused: "..."

What does Qin Mo mean, is she stupid?

Ahh

Qin Mo seemed to see what she was thinking, and smiled, "Isn't it?" ā€

An Yining glared, "You're stupid." ā€

Who would say they're stupid?

This person likes to bully her.

Hearing this, Qin Mo laughed out loud, "The fish head is supposed to replenish the brain, and I didn't say anything else." ā€

An Yining looked at him and rolled her eyes sharply.

However, the two talked and laughed, and the previous depressed mood was swept away.

After eating and drinking, An Yining lay directly on the sofa, touching her stomach with both hands.

Qin Mo saw that she was full, and lay down, and reminded in a loud voice, "Sit down for a while, you are not good for your stomach like this." ā€

An Yining didn't want to move when she was full, she lay lazily on the sofa, but there was no pillow to cushion her head, she felt uncomfortable lying down, so she pulled Qin Mo to sit down and used his thighs as pillows.

Lying down comfortably, she took out her mobile phone and began to watch gossip news.

Qin Mo's gaze fell on her smooth forehead, and then moved to her mobile phone, frowning slightly.

"Entertainment news is good?"

After eating, he played with his mobile phone, he was a big living person here, and he looked at his mobile phone without looking at him, and Mr. Qin felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yes." An Yining continued to swipe her mobile phone, "It's easy for celebrities to lead the trend in their dressing, what I'm looking at now is not gossip, it's clothes, you can also watch the financial news together, right?" ā€

She sees this in the same way that he is used to watching financial news every day, for the convenience of work.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "In the current entertainment news, women are called goddesses." ā€

Hearing this, An Yining stopped swiping her phone, raised her eyes to look at him, and suddenly smiled, "What do you understand about the goddess?" ā€

Suddenly, An Yining was a little curious.

Qin Mo looked at her with dark eyes, his fingers consciously or unconsciously caressed her cheeks, and his thin lips moved lightly, "Well, you can't do anything except be capable." ā€

When An Yining heard this, she was slightly stunned: "..."

It seems to be a bit profound!

Savoring his words carefully, An Yining felt a little ambiguous, and for no reason, her face turned red.

Qin Mo looked at her changing face, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Wife, what are you thinking?" ā€

Facing his smiling eyes, An Yining's eyes flashed, "No." ā€

As she spoke, she leaned sideways and did not look at him.

Looking at her crimson side face, Qin Mo reached out and pulled her back, "Wife, are you thinking crooked?" ā€

As if her heart had been seen through, An Yining hurriedly denied it, "No." ā€

"But you're blushing." Qin Mo reached out and pinched her cheek.

An Yining glared, "Then what are you thinking?" ā€

I didn't forget to tease her all day long, chatted well, and began to enter H mode again.

I heard that if you watch too many H movies or think crooked all day long, your brain will shrink, isn't he afraid of becoming stupid?

Looking at her vivid face, Qin Mo chuckled, "I'm wondering, when will we be legal." ā€

An Yining blinked, "I won't run away." ā€

Qin Mo didn't answer her words, but helped her up, let her lean on his chest, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

"Well, though, I prefer to hear others call you Mrs. Qin rather than Miss An." These are two completely different concepts.

The former represents her identity and declares that she already has a master.

Poof, An Yining laughed, crisp laughter echoed in the office, her eyes curved into a crescent moon, and she couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

"When we get the certificate, you can send the photo to the circle of friends, or ask the media to make it public, so that everyone will know that I am Mrs. Qin."

This person is not ordinarily possessive.

"Bear your last name in my name." She put her hand around his neck and met him.

In these deep black eyes, she could always see her own figure, and sweetness suddenly surged in her heart.

"Bear your name by my last name." As he spoke, Qin Mo leaned over and pressed her red lips, his face rippling, "Mrs. Qin, I found that what you said is getting better and better." ā€

Sometimes, her tactful expression of heart makes him happier than her blunt.

An Yining smirked, "Is there one?" ā€

She just thought of it naturally.

"Yes." Qin Mo's voice was pleasant, "You're confessing to me." ā€

An Yining's face turned red, "..."

She just expressed that I want to marry you, not that I love you, does he understand that marrying him means loving him?

Qin Mo couldn't help it, and pressed her red lips again.

"Wife, it's not early, let's go rest."

Looking at Qin Mo's burning eyes, An Yining's face became hot again, and she swallowed her saliva, "Can I drink water first?" ā€

"Okay."

Qin Mo got up and poured her a cup of hot water, but An Yining kept staring at the cup after taking a few sips.

The white porcelain cup was printed with a faint red lip print, and she thought, having kissed the cup and there was still color on it, so his lips were red?

"What's wrong?" Qin Mo asked.

An Yining raised his eyes, his gaze fell on his lips, and then looked at the lip prints on the cup, smiled, and pointed to the cup, "Look, what is this?" ā€

Qin Mo looked over and saw that the white porcelain cup was printed with pale red lip prints, and he unconsciously stretched out his tongue at the moment, licking his lips and looking at her evilly.

An Yining's face became hot again, because his movements were lustful.

Ouch, she felt a little hot.

"The company asks for makeup?" Qin Mo's voice was a little hoarse.

An Yining shook her head, "No, it's cold, it will be better to rub some lipstick." ā€

"Yes." Qin Mo approached her, staring at her red lips with burning eyes, his warm fingertips rubbing her lips.

An Yining couldn't help it, and her lips trembled slightly.

This lip is very suitable for kissing.

He had this thought as early as the first time he was in the car with her, when his gaze inadvertently fell on her lips.

As soon as his thoughts moved, Qin Mo also took action, and his thin lips tossed and turned, attacking the city step by step.

Just kissing and kissing, he got hot, and finally resisted the burning sensation of breaking through the ground, and reluctantly removed her lips.

"You're confusing me like this, we won't be able to rest later." The voice, with a dull and somewhat grinding teeth.

An Yining, who was breathing chaotically, listened to the words and blinked, "...."

Who's confusing whom?

**********

In the afternoon, An Yining talked to Zhang Li about tomorrow's press conference in Qin's family, and then went directly to Yun's Group.

At noon, Yang Su sent her a message, saying that Mr. Yun's grandmother also wanted to customize high-end dresses. And her customized costumes for the executives of the previous year have all been finalized, so she also gave Mr. Yun a look by the way, which is also convenient for later modifications.

"Mr. Yun, this is a pattern designed by the computer, please take a look."

Yun Tianjing looked at the design drawings on the computer and felt that his eyes lit up.

"There is no doubt about the ability of Ann Designer, you can do it! My grandmother is in the lounge next door, temporarily adding orders, don't mind the Wang'an designer. ā€

"Mr. Yun is polite, there is an order, and it is too late for us to be happy."

In the lounge next door, Mrs. Yun was happy when she saw An Yining come in.

"Miss An, come, sit down."

Since Milan had seen it, An Yining had not seen Mrs. Yun. The second time they met, she still felt a little unaccustomed to Mrs. Yun's enthusiasm.

Because, this is not the same as the first impression that Mrs. Yun gave her.

"Thank you." An Yining sat opposite Mrs. Yun.

"Miss An, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, during the Spring Festival, I saw that Qin Lao's clothes were very energetic, and I later forced him to ask him before telling me, that dress was designed by you, ouch, I envy my old lady."

Looking at the excitement that Mrs. Yun said, An Yining smiled, "Mrs. Yun, you really have vision. Don't say you, our company's private customized models are not divided into age groups, regardless of gender, you are looking for the right person this time. ā€

"Yes." Mrs. Yun nodded, "I'm old, and I don't ask for too much, it's good to be concise, generous, and decent." ā€

After all, she will also attend events in the future, and it is impossible to dress casually.

"Yes." An Yining made a note, "Mrs. Yun, a large part of the private customization is to meet the visual needs of the guests, but here, I have a bold proposal. Saying that, An Yining took out the drawings and handed them to her, "Our parent-child outfit is very different from the ones on the market, the most important thing is that it can appear on many different occasions, and it will not feel rude."

Actually, she already had an idea for this.

Since it is a private customization, it is not limited to a certain demand, it should be more diversified.

If this item develops, you can find a suitable designer to be responsible for it alone.

After Mrs. Yun looked at the artwork, she felt that both of them were good-looking, but she customized two first, and if she liked it, she could continue to customize them later.

"Mrs. Yun, the order is added temporarily, we may not be able to promise that your order will be shipped with the executive's, and it may be delayed by a week at the earliest, do you think the time is acceptable?"

"Can you can..."Mrs. Yun saw that the matter was about to end, she hurriedly walked to An Yining's side and took her hand, "Miss An, when I first met you in Milan, I thought we were very fateful, and when we met today, I also boldly invited you to have a light meal together, which is your thank you for helping to design, which day do you think it will be convenient?" ā€

The old man's hands were very warm, and An Yining's cold little hands were not so cold all of a sudden, but she was not used to being shaken for so long, and she wanted to pull it away, but she felt that it was not polite, but Mrs. Yun also held it too tightly.

An Yining smiled dryly, "Thank you for the invitation, I have a press conference and new negotiation projects to be busy in the past few days, and I may not be able to take a break in the near future." ā€

Regarding the patriarch's sudden invitation, An Yining still felt a little weird.

They don't seem to know each other that well.

She knew that the old man had no malicious intentions, but the form in which she and Mrs. Yun knew her was a little different from Mrs. Huo, so she would prefer to be closer to Mrs. Huo.

Maybe it's the first impression of Chong.

The patriarch didn't seem to be able to hear her refusal, "It's a good thing for young people to be active, so let's do it, when you and Qin Mo go to the Qin Mansion one day, you inform me that I will go directly to the Qin Mansion, I have an old friendship with Qin Lao, he shouldn't mind." ā€

In the end, An Yining's smiling face froze, and the old lady reluctantly let go of her hand.

When she left the Yun Group, she let out a long breath.

Sure enough, the list is not so easy to talk about.

*******

"Uncle Jiu, as soon as it is done, I will wait for the Lantern Festival to be listed." In the afternoon, Rong Zheng rushed into Qin Mo's office with an excited face while holding the materials.

Qin Mo looked at the information and spoke only after half a sound, "After the Lantern Festival, hire a professional manager to help you watch it." ā€

Rong Zheng's face froze, and he was a little embarrassed, "Uncle Nine, I can do it myself." ā€

The Qin clan is not in charge of you, why can't mine?

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Your level is so low, are you sure?" ā€

Belch...

The corners of Rong Zheng's mouth twitched violently, Uncle Nine, can't you give me some face, speak so directly.

The heart is stuffed, it's stuffed...

Qin Mo seemed to be blind to his reaction and continued to speak, "Ms. Zhang from T City came to City A yesterday, remember to take good care of their mother and daughter. ā€

T City, surnamed Zhang, is that scumbag?

This time, it was lively.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Mo said, "After the Lantern Festival, I will help you find a professional manager." ā€

Rong Zheng stiffly squeezed out a sassy smile, "Thank you, Uncle Nine." ā€

Call... Fortunately, Anrui went back yesterday...

However, Uncle Jiu, you want me to 'take care' of the mother and daughter surnamed Zhang, is this really good?

She's the same...

As if thinking of something, Rong Zheng looked at Qin Mo, "Uncle Nine, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Mrs. Yun came to visit the old man, and Yun Tianjing was also there, I don't know why, the old lady was very enthusiastic." ā€

Qin Mo's dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Pay attention to Ms. Zhang's movements, I'm afraid someone is starting to do it." ā€

"You mean..."Rong Zheng opened his mouth and didn't continue.

When people are in T City, they may be out of reach, and many things are not so easy, but now that they are in City A, it is naturally much more convenient to move.

Unexpectedly, the surname Zhang became fragrant for a while.

********

When she got off work, An Yining had just left the office building when she saw Lan Jingen standing at the gate with Shu Jing in her arms.

"Jing'en, why are you here?" An Yining greeted him with a happy face.

Lan Jingen also smiled, "I asked you to go shopping, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to make an appointment, so I had to come to block people." ā€

Listening to this, An Yining couldn't cry or laugh a little, "It's hard for me to make an appointment, just call me, and I'm not afraid that she will freeze with the child on a cold day." ā€

"Aunt Ning, I'm fine." Shu Jing spoke obediently.

An Yining looked at Shu Jing's flushed face and asked softly, "Jingjing, is the cold cured, does your head still hurt?" ā€

I remember that the last time Jing Eun returned to City A early, it was because Jing Jing had a cold.

Shu Jing shook her head, "No, it won't hurt when I see Aunt Ning." ā€

The three of them got into the car, and An Yining sent a message to Qin Mo to tell him to go shopping and let him eat by himself.

The pedestrian street in the center of the city is still brightly lit, but it looks very deserted.

"Jingen, let's go to the supermarket, many stores here are not open, and there are very few people, I don't seem to have seen the price reduction and clearance you said."

"Let's take a look, maybe there's one over there?"

Lan Jingen hugged Shu Jing and went to the other side of the pedestrian street, but the situation was still very deserted. However, the sound of DJs came from the movie theater opposite, and it felt very lively.

"Why don't we go to the movies?" Lan Jing Enti yƬ.

An Yining looked towards the door of the movie theater and looked at Lan Jingen twice, "I have a press conference tomorrow, so let's do it next time." ā€

Lan Jingen squinted at her, "What does watching a movie have to do with the press conference?" It's only six o'clock, Miss Ann. ā€

An Yining: "..."

Can she say that the movie is not good now, and she doesn't want to watch it?

"You're in a hurry?" Lan Jingen continued to ask.

An Yining shook her head.

Seeing this, Lan Jingen said she was very depressed, "Look at your appearance, Mr. Qin will not seek death and life because you left him alone, why do you look like I want to go home?" If you want me to say, distance produces beauty, and if you stick together every day, sooner or later there will be aesthetic fatigue. ā€

"Jing'en, don't get excited, Shu Jing's body is not all right?"

Lan Jingen glared at her and continued to speak, "Look at your weak appearance, it is obviously a symptom of overindulgence, don't be too frequent, be careful of that place." Since you don't watch movies, then you accompany me to the supermarket, and you pay. ā€

With that, Lan Jingen took her hand and walked in the direction of the supermarket.

An Yining felt so helpless, she didn't seem to say anything, what was she excited about?

Well, she admitted, the two of them hadn't eaten and gone shopping together in a long time.

Suddenly, An Yining thought of something, it couldn't be that Lan Jingen was jealous, eating Qin Mo's vinegar, right?

Thinking of this, An Yining laughed all the way to the supermarket.

Entering the supermarket, Shu Jing's children were directly loaded into the shopping cart, blinking a pair of eyes, and kept looking around.

"Jingjing, take whatever you like, Aunt Ning will buy it for you."

Shu Jing may be the reason why the illness is not all cured, the whole person is very quiet, she just blinks when she talks to her, seeing this, An Yining is not asking her anymore, seeing the child's things, she thinks it is good, and puts it in the shopping cart.

After shopping around the supermarket, the car was already full, and the two of them were in a much better mood, and when they checked out, An Yining found that many things were her own, but Lan Jingen's things were very few.

"I was the one who accompanied you shopping, why did I end up buying it?" Outside the supermarket, An Yining was carrying a large bag of things, looking puzzled.

Lan Jingen smiled, "This is revenge, who told you to go home after work." You're busy this week, so I won't make an appointment with you, how about we go to do a full-body SP together next week? ā€

*******

"Bang" "Bang"

A suitcase flew out of the door of a guest house, and the sound was very loud, attracting the sideways glances of passers-by.

"If you don't lose money, get out immediately." The proprietress of the guest house pushed the two out of the store fiercely.

Huang Yingying pulled up her coat to cover her face in shame, but Zhang Limei was angry, "Isn't it just a piece of broken glass, what's the big deal, what if the old lady just doesn't pay for it?" ā€

Zhang Limei and the two lived in a dilapidated guest house, and the two who were in a bad mood scuffled again because of environmental problems, and accidentally broke the glass of the window during the scuffle, and the proprietress heard the sound and asked them to compensate, and Zhang Limei was unwilling to accompany her, and the proprietress had no choice but to blast them out.

Huang Yingying saw that Zhang Limei was still making trouble, she felt ashamed and died, so she hurriedly pulled the towbar box and ran.

With so many people watching, she felt very ashamed.

Zhang Limei scolded and scolded, and suddenly saw that the luggage was gone, thinking that someone had stolen her luggage, and went crazy again, so she opened her mouth and scolded.

In the end, the owner of the convenience store next door couldn't stand it anymore, so she was pulled away by her daughter, and Zhang Limei ran to chase Huang Yingying.

"You dead girl, you want to leave your mother and run away when your wings are hard, don't you?" Zhang Limei caught up with Huang Yingying and slapped her, and her momentum was very fierce.

Huang Yingying already felt embarrassed, and at the moment Zhang Limei beat her on the street again, although it was under a big tree and the lights were dim, but she was afraid of being looked at, and she panicked suddenly.

"That's enough, let's think about how we're going to spend tonight." Huang Yingying pushed her away and roared loudly.

With such a roar, Zhang Limei also stopped, but she was still angry, "What do you say?" The old lady doesn't have a dime now. black shop, I actually pit money and don't let people sleep, no, I have to go back and get the money back..."

Seeing that Zhang Limei was leaving, Huang Yingying hurriedly pulled her, I was really afraid that she would make trouble again, it didn't matter if she was beaten, the most important thing was to lose face.

"Don't go, it's a big deal that we'll go to the train station for one night."

In these scenes, the heroine on TV has also done this.

In the station, there are lights, no wind and rain, and there are security guards, which is very safe.

********

Repulse Bay Villa, Qin Mo, who was sitting on the sofa watching financial news, heard the doorbell ringing and got up to open the door.

Outside the door, An Yining was carrying a large bag of things, panting, and when she saw Qin Mo, she directly put the things on the ground, and the whole person tilted towards him.

"I'm so tired."

Seeing that she was out of breath, Qin Mo frowned slightly, and hugged her to the sofa before folding back and lifting things in.

After shopping for a long time, she bought daily necessities, and Qin Mo felt that she was so stupid.

Others go shopping to buy clothes, skin care products, and jewelry, but she went shopping to buy this.

It seems that she didn't get the card he gave again.

Qin Mo had to sigh, expressing his helplessness.

I make money to spend on my wife, but my wife doesn't spend it, which is so uncomfortable.

After packing up the things, Qin Mo poured a cup of hot water and sat next to her, "If you're thirsty, drink some water to moisten your throat." ā€œ

An Yining took the water cup, tilted her head, drank it in a big gulp, and after drinking it, it was directly crooked to Qin Mo's body, hugging and rubbing.

After letting her rub for a while, Qin Mo took her hand, and saw that there was a wide red mark on her white and tender palm, and he frowned at the moment.

"Wife, have you forgotten that you are a woman?" Reached out and rubbed her palm.

An Yining was stunned for a moment, and then raised her eyes to look at him, "It's okay, just exercise." ā€

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Half of your life is almost gone, are you sure this is a workout and not a fatal?" ā€

An Yining: "..."

That's an exaggeration, right?

She just gasped for a moment.

Qin Mo saw that she was still panting, and sighed a little helplessly at the moment, "I'll go and make you a cup of glucose to replenish your body." ā€

An Yining: "..."

Is she delicate?

When she saw half a cup of glucose in front of her, she had to drink it as sugar water.

When she put down the cup, she noticed that there were a few more delicate bags under the coffee table, and she said curiously, "What is this?" ā€

Qin Mo smiled mysteriously at her, "You go take a bath first, and I'll give you a try later, huh?" ā€

Hearing this, An Yining's eyes flashed, and her first reaction was whether it should be that again, right?

When she thought so, she subconsciously tugged at her collar and looked at him vigilantly, while her face was hot.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Yi Ning, who am I?" ā€

An Yining swallowed her saliva, "Husband." ā€

The corners of Qin Mo's mouth hooked, "Then why do you look like a wolf?" ā€

An Yining: "..."

Is she so obvious?

Glancing at her mouth, she stood up, "Then I'm going to take a shower." ā€

She felt so guilty about this.

Did she inadvertently hurt his male self-esteem?

Then she will be more active and unrestrained in the future, so it's always okay, right?

When An Yining came out, she saw a set of unpackaged skin care products on the coffee table, and she was even more sorry.

"Husband, it's all my fault, don't be sad." Straddled his lap, put his hands around his neck, and whispered softly.

"It's fine." Qin Mo let out a faint voice.

Qin Mo's indifference, An Yining felt that he was hurt in his heart, and after thinking about it, he could only magnify his moves.

"Husband, didn't you say to help me give it a try, let's go to bed after the try, it's not too early." Rubbed into his arms again, clinging to him.

At this moment, Mr. Qin's heart was agitated, but the surface was very light, holding skin care products, and applying it to An Yining in a good way-

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