As far as Tong Jiumo's eyes could see, it was Mo Qijue's crooked tie.

She knew what it was.

She handed him the bag and reached out to straighten his tie.

"You're okay with a tie."

Tong Jiumo glared at him and said, "Don't you know how to sort out your image when you go out by yourself?" ”

Walking out in disheveled clothes like this, it is easy for people to misunderstand the boundless reverie!

Mo Qijue took her bag, lowered his eyes and looked at her with low eyebrows, and a burst of joy surged in his heart.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he smiled, "Don't you have a wife?" ”

Tong Jiumo raised her eyes, glared at him, and her expression became serious, "I see that the female staff of your group are all very good-looking, if they enter the president's office, you shouldn't be just lucky to anyone, right?" ”

remembered that when he was in the president's office just now, he could only work by holding her and sitting on his lap, and he also put her on the desk.

While they are legal couples can legally do some things.

But his behavior made her doubt his style.

"Say, although you didn't have a girlfriend before, you don't lack women! If you are a normal man, how did you get here? ”

Tong Jiumo looked at Mo Qijue, "Don't say that you weren't interested in women before you met me. ”

"That's true." Mo Qijue pinched her handsome little nose.

Tong Jiumo listened, although her heart was a little more relaxed, she also knew that he was telling the truth.

She believed that he had no other woman.

"Mo Qijue, in the future, except at home, you are not allowed to have this kind of thought again!" Tong Jiumo said warningly.

Mo Qijue nodded, "Well, I received it, my wife." ”

"This is what you promised, and verbal promises have legal effect!" Tong Jiumo said.

"Got it." Mo Qijue hugged her out of the elevator.

Mo Qijue took her to afternoon tea.

The two of them sat quietly by the window.

Looking at the people coming and going, all the male and female elites in black suits and black trousers.

Tong Jiumo looked very envious.

"Mo Qijue, you said that there are so many capable and capable elite women in this neighborhood and your group, why did you choose me as a cook?"

Tong Jiumo has always liked elites who dress up capably.

I feel that the elite is fulfilling every day.

There's no time to think about things that you don't have.

"Do you really want me to say it?" Mo Qijue drank coffee, looked at her and asked.

"Hmm." Tong Jiumo nodded.

"I don't need you in my life." Mo Qijue looked at her eyes and said seriously.

Tong Jiumo sat opposite him, stunned for a moment, then pulled up the roses in the glass and gently slapped Mo Qijue's.

"What is missing!" Tong Jiumo glared at him.

"It's missing you." The corners of Mo Qijue's lips raised.

"Eat!" Tong Jiumo's face turned red, and she lowered her head and continued to eat snacks and drink tea.

Mo Qijue chuckled, but inadvertently glanced at the broken corners of Tong Jiumo's lips.

He got up, reached over, and pulled the crumbs from the corners of her mouth.

Tong Jiumo looked at his movements and was stunned.

"I've eaten everything to my mouth."

In the next second, she saw Mo Qijue put the scraps from her mouth into her mouth and eat it, she was stunned again, and then said, "You don't eat it a little bit, what are you doing with this......

"What my wife has eaten is fragrant." Mo Qijue didn't feel dirty, but fragrant.

"It's dirty." Tong Jiumo said to him, "You eat my leftovers, but I won't eat your leftovers." ”

"Well, don't eat and don't eat." Mo Qijue smiled.

Tong Jiumo's heart chuckled, and she felt embarrassed.

He was so good to her, but she disliked him, she raised her eyes and looked at him apologetically, "Mo Qijue, I am so harsh on you, why are you still so good to me?" ”

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