The hot tongue stirred between her lips and teeth, and the faint mint smell on Song Muxiao's body rolled into her nasal cavity. He Xueyi was dizzy for a while, accepting this hot love.

The lips parted, her eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, full of tenderness, the love and worship in her eyes made Song Muxiao feel the affirmation of his masculine charm, and her eagle-like eyes were full of He Xueyi's small face.

He Xueyi snuggled obediently in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

The two lingered for a while, and He Xueyi took out the design drawing from the bag and let Song Muxiao look at it.

The first time he took a serious look at her work, Song Muxiao couldn't help but smack his tongue, since he was engaged in this industry, he had seen a lot of designers, and He Xueyi's ability was not inferior to many big names. The clean and crisp design artwork itself is a plus, and the details are well depicted.

He looked at the little woman who was sitting around in his chair, and felt a little more pity for her.

"Xueyi, I hope you can make the product yourself this time!"

"Really!" He Xueyi's eyes widened and she jumped up from the chair excitedly, but she thought about it for a moment, "But, isn't this unruly?" ”

Song Muxiao raised his head and smiled: "Song, I have the final say, since it is a work designed by you, it is better to make it yourself to pour emotions into it." Let's go, I'll take you to the crafting workshop now. ”

"Huh?"

Before He Xueyi came back to her senses, Song Muxiao had already taken her downstairs to the company and stuffed her into the black Land Rover.

When she came to the workshop, He Xueyi's eyes lit up. It is worthy of the famous Song Group in City A, she has never seen such a large workshop, it is like a small company. He Xueyi shook off Song Muxiao's hand and walked around on her own.

The man behind him couldn't help but feel a little jealous when he saw that he was being snubbed like this, he awkwardly put his hands in his pants pockets, and followed behind the little woman with a gloomy face.

Song Muxiao was unwilling to be left out like this, walked a few steps quickly, and stepped over the little woman's soft waist with one hand, leading her to a small cabin.

Taking out the design drawing, Song Muxiao put it on the workbench and said to He Xueyi: "After that, you can make it here, and you can keep the key yourself, and you can come over at any time." ”

Taking the key, He Xueyi nodded.

Her production technique is very professional, Song Muxiao couldn't help but quip: "I didn't expect you to go to the marketing department for so long, and you haven't forgotten your craftsmanship at all." ”

He Xue glanced at him and said, "This is something I love seriously, how can I forget it." ”

When it came to the marketing department, her face was filled with an indelible sadness: "This design concept was inspired by Manager Li, and I originally wanted to design with the theme of softness." She talked to me that day, and it gave me a different side of women. ”

"I overturned the original design concept and changed it to use strength and independence as the theme of this design. Many women have exhausted all these pursuits all their lives, but they can bloom more feminine charm. What's more, this is also the original reason why I left the design department and went to the marketing department. ”

Listening to He Xueyi's words, Song Muxiao couldn't help but sigh secretly. The first time I saw her, it was just because of the contract marriage, and I didn't take the weak her in my eyes. Today he can be regarded as really in contact with He Xueyi, who is intoxicated with design, a different her.

Song Muxiao said slowly: "Manager Li is a very good manager of the Song family, and your progress in the marketing department over the years is enough to prove her talent." Don't worry, I will definitely find out about Manager Li's affairs and give you an explanation. ”

A trace of warmth rose in He Xueyi's heart, she hugged the man tightly and whispered thank you.

"Fool."

Song Muxiao rubbed the top of her head dotingly and pecked her cheek.

"Whoa-la-"

He Meiyun leaned on the sofa in the living room with her hands folded, wearing Nato's silk pajama robe, staring at the TV with an angry face, but the content of it did not reach her ears at all, and her mind was full of the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

The bathroom door finally opened, He Mu walked out of it, He Meiyun looked up at the time, a full three hours!

She kicked the coffee table angrily, since the last time she performed in front of reporters, Mother He relied on her. At that time, she swore in front of reporters that she would take good care of Mother He, and Mother He asked to come out of the nursing home that day. There was no way, He Meiyun could only take her home temporarily.

"Meiyun, am I wearing this pajamas inappropriately?" He Mu tugged at the pajamas on her body, looking dissatisfied. accidentally caught a glimpse of her nightgown, and Mother He reached out to touch it.

"What are you doing!" She brushed He Mu's hand away in disgust.

"This material, tsk tsk. Meiyun, I'm allergic to the material of this piece of clothing, so I can only wear cotton. But I don't think your family seems to have anything that fits my body, so it's better to give me this one on you. ”

"This is my clothes, how can I give them to you."

"But I'm very uncomfortable, you see, it's all a little red dot, and when the time comes, I'll trouble you again when I go to the hospital." He Mu smiled, but she felt that the smile made her tremble coldly.

There was no way to be pestered all the time, He Meiyun took out another pajamas from the cabinet and fell on the bed, and He Muxi smiled. Although the feeling on his hand is not as good as the silk on Meiyun's body, it is much better than the one on his body.

"Oh, it's different if you're rich. If He Xueyi can have your filial piety, I will burn high incense. She took her clothes away beautifully, and He Meiyun sat on the bed angrily.

She had been thinking about how to send this plague god away all night, and Jiang Muhe's phone called.

"He Meiyun, what's your situation!"

Before she could wake up, she was yelled at by a spirit.

"Muhe, what's wrong." Suppressing the anger in her heart, He Meiyun pretended to be gentle.

"Early this morning, He Xueyi's mother came to the company to pester me, insisting that I give her the house left by her father. What's the use of looking for me for this matter, and said that if you don't give it, you will go to the TV station to break the news that we are abusing her, is this thing instigated by you! ”

He Meiyun was on fire after hearing this, it was not enough for this old woman to toss her, and she ran to provoke the Jiang family, isn't this doing something!

"Mu He, I really don't know about this matter, I'll go to the company to find you now."

"No need." The other side of the phone said angrily, "I have already given her a sum of money to let her go, you yourself boasted of Haikou in front of the reporter, weigh it yourself, and give me a good look at it next time." ”

After saying that, he hung up directly.

Splitting her head and covering her face, He Meiyun hated her even more in her heart, and when she went downstairs, she saw that He Mu was really gone. She had a plan in her mind and called Jiang Muhe again.

In the past two days, He Meiyun has been taking He Mu around the major shopping malls, and all kinds of cards are for her to swipe, and He Mu is very happy. She doesn't know which things are good, she knows the price of the tag, she takes the expensive ones, she is not soft at all, and she keeps saying that she is embarrassed, and the bill prompt will come in the next second.

When I went back in the evening, Mother He had been interviewing clothes in front of the mirror, Jiang Muhe came to the house for dinner, and Mother He immediately came up.

"The young master of the Jiang family is here, eh, you see that you and Meiyun are really a good match."

Jiang Muhe skipped behind her and walked straight over, ignoring her at all. Mother He meant as if He Meiyun was her daughter, you must know that he was still dating He Xueyi before.

During the meal, He Meiyun inadvertently talked about the house, and Jiang Muhe echoed and said that the real estate certificate was not with him, and all the relevant documents were given to He Xueyi.

Mother He's eyes lit up, and she said, "This is the house left by Xueyi's father, so you should give it to me." ”

"It is said that the value of this house is not low, and it is in the city center, the community furnishings are also very good, and there is a supermarket downstairs, and there is a personal lake in it, I don't know how suitable it is for the elderly."

He Mu slowly stirred the soup in the bowl, she had no intention of tasting the food on this table, and all she thought about was the house.

"Auntie, this is your own property, how can you cheapen He Xueyi's little slut for nothing. Think about how she did to you, you don't even have your own house now. Has she done a little filial piety for so many years, her mother lives in a nursing home, and she hasn't seen it once, which is too much. ”

"However, I'm afraid that Song Muxiao ......" Thinking of the previous warning, Mother He trembled with fear, it's good here, she really doesn't want to go back to the nursing home.

"Smack-"

Jiang Muhe slapped his chopsticks on the table, and the sound of the two objects hitting each other startled everyone.

He had a gloomy face and said angrily: "If you don't go to ask for a house, what's the use of staying here, we don't raise idlers, and send them back to the nursing home directly." ”

He Mu was even more scared, and He Meiyun immediately came out to play a round.

"Mu He, you see you scared Auntie. It's completely for your own good to ask for a house, think about it, who are you giving such a large sum of money, who are you going to give it to, and you want to give it to He Xueyi? She is now well fed and clothed, and you should go and enjoy her blessings. If the house is small, it is true that she should pay the responsibility of supporting you. ”

He Meiyun has been talking to He Mu about various benefits, she is a little moved, but she has seen Song Muxiao's methods, she asked He Meiyun to go with her, He Meiyun agreed.

After staying in the design workshop for a week, He Xueyi's bones were about to fall apart, but looking at the designs completed in his hands, all this was nothing.

Since graduating from school, she has not calmed down to seriously design a work. Song Muxiao found a good place for her, it was very quiet, and she could devote herself to it.

After tidying up the workbench, He Xueyi carefully wrapped the finished product in a soft cloth, and then carefully put it into the box. Today is the day to hand in the design draft and finished product, and He Xueyi is a little excited.

When he arrived at the door of Song Muxiao's office, he was told that he was in a meeting. Looking at the watch, there were still some things to be busy in his department, so He Xueyi handed over the design draft and finished product to the assistant and asked him to transfer it on his behalf.