"And what do you want to do in these two months?" Shen Mofei always felt that things were not so simple.

"I just want to live a quiet life without going to work. And you return that piece of land to Fang Muran! ”

Hearing this, Shen Mofei began to be unstable again, his face began to be dyed with anger, his big hand pressed Leng Bingxin's shoulder like a plier, and roared angrily: "This is the real purpose of your coming today, right?" You came all the way to help him intercede, did you like him? Say it! ”

"I'm not interested in him, let alone pleading for him."

"Then why?"

"If he gets that piece of land, he's going to get busy, and then he won't bother me."

"That's all?" Shen Mofei's anger disappeared a lot.

"That's all." Leng Bingxin nodded.

"Then I want to ask for interest first."

"Interest? What interest? Leng Bingxindai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her beautiful eyes were full of question marks.

Before she could react, Shen Mofei clasped the back of her head with one hand, pinched her slender chin with the other, and kissed her red lips.

Leng Bingxin didn't respond, nor did he refuse, so it should be regarded as the last gift to him! She wondered how she would feel if she knew of her death. But he would rather he never know and not find her, as if she had gone to a place where no one could find her.

Just when Leng Bingxin felt that he was about to suffocate, he finally reluctantly let go of her. Leng Bingxin's little face was flushed, which was even more pitiful, the corners of Shen Mofei's mouth rose, and he was in a comfortable mood, perhaps because he felt that she didn't resist just now, and he felt that she didn't hate herself so much.

"After those 2 months, I'll go to you."

"Good. Then I'll go first. Leng Bingxin is also rare and gentle, she feels like she is coaxing a big boy now.

"Shall I send you then?"

"No need, you still have to work, and dozens of employees in this company are still waiting for you to feed! It's a great company and you're doing a great job. Leng Bingxin praised him from the bottom of his heart, and he had to give him some sweetness, so that he would concentrate on his work and not put his mind on himself.

"Really?" Shen Mofei scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, in fact, his heart had already blossomed, and he could get a cold heart's affirmation, which was more accomplished than he ever did.

"Then you get busy first, I'll go!"

"Then I'll have someone send you! It's also a long way from here to your home. He immediately called Shen Mochen in.

Leng Bingxin looked at his enthusiastic appearance, and couldn't bear to refuse, so he agreed.

Seeing Leng Bingxin sitting in his car, and in such a small space, there were only the two of them, Shen Mochen's palms holding the steering wheel were sweating, and the air conditioning in the car was very full, but he felt that his whole body was uncomfortably hot, and he was a little restless. The unique fragrance of Leng Bingxin kept wafting from the back seat into his nose, and then into his limbs, Shen Mochen felt that he was about to suffocate, his breathing was uncomfortable, and he was a little restless.

Leng Bingxin, who was sitting in the back seat, raised his eyes and saw him red-faced, sweating profusely, panting, and asked, "Hey, are you sick?" ”

Shen Mochen hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, thank you Miss Leng for your concern." When he thought that Leng Bingxin would be worried about himself, he felt that his mood had drifted to the point where he could not describe it in words.