Mo Jueyu's eyes widened, looking at the girl's close face in shock, and wanted to push her away, but her hand turned into a hug around her waist.

I don't know if it's because of the dream, or something else, this time, he didn't even become the shy little boy.

At first, it was Zhining who took the initiative, and in the end, he turned passive into active and grasped the initiative throughout the process.

Zhi Ning's hand landed on the button of his shirt, a big hand grabbed hers, and a tight and hoarse voice sounded in her ears, "No." ”

"Why not?" She pursed her lips and asked unhappily.

"You'll regret it." His voice was heavy.

"No, I won't regret it." She broke free of his hand, unbuttoned him, and pushed him down on the couch......

......

Mo Jueyu opened his eyes, and what fell into his eyes was the familiar ceiling, and he knew very well that this was his room.

He dreamed of her again!

He closed his eyes, and his mind was still the pictures in his dream, and the feeling seemed to be real.

He raised his hand and rubbed his aching temples, what had happened to him lately, how could he dream of her every day, and even dreamed of being with her last night......

It's just a dream, so Yang Zhehong is still her fiancé.

There's no way she's going to like him!

The mood was inexplicably low, and he picked up his phone to see that it was more than ten o'clock in the morning.

It's been three days in a row, and as long as she appears in his dreams, he will sleep peacefully.

He felt that in the past three days, his complexion had been much better, the bloodshot under his eyes was gone, and the irritability between his eyebrows had dissipated, how long had he been, not like now.

He got up, washed up, and drove to the company.

When he arrived at the office, Zhi Ning was also there, he glanced at her with complicated eyes, the picture in the dream appeared in his mind, and he suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body, hurriedly put aside his face, and walked in as if nothing happened.

"Mo is always early." Zhining greeted him warmly, but he pretended not to hear.

Wu Qi hurriedly greeted him and reported to his work.

Zhi Ning made a cup of chrysanthemum tea and came to the president's office, Wu Qi just finished reporting and left, she walked up to him and put the teacup in front of him, "Mr. Mo, drink a cup of chrysanthemum tea to reduce the fire." ”

When Mo Jueyu saw her, she couldn't help but think of last night's dream, a little embarrassed, but thinking that it was just his own dream, she didn't know, so her mood calmed down, "Hold, you go out." ”

Zhi Ning was shocked, he was so good at talking today? What about the temper of the boss?

Is it because in last night's dream, they did that?

So his attitude towards himself has changed for the better?

If she knew it was so easy, she should have slept with him directly.

"No, I want to watch Mr. Mo drink it yourself." She said coquettishly.

Mo Jueyu was surprised, how could she be different today?

In the past, she had such a hard attitude, but today's soft and cute one made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

However, thinking that Yang Zhehong is her fiancé, I felt like something was blocked, and I was panicked.

"Yun Zhining, now that you already have ...... "fiancé, don't pester me anymore."

Facing the girl's bright starry eyes, he didn't say the next words.

"What?" Zhi Ning asked puzzled.

"Nothing." In the end, he still didn't say it, picked up the teacup, drank the chrysanthemum tea in the cup, and the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums overflowed between his lips and teeth.

He placed the teacup on the table, "Now it's okay." ”

Zhi Ning didn't take the cup, but asked with a smile, "Mr. Mo, I found that in the past two days, your complexion has improved a lot, and you have slept well at night recently?" ”