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Mo Xiuchen returned to the office, Wen Ran was buried in the computer screen, and did not look up intently.

The deep eyes stared at her beautiful face, and a layer of warmth suddenly floated under Mo Xiuchen's eyes, as if seeing her in front of his eyes, he could be down-to-earth and at ease.

He didn't return to his seat, but walked gracefully toward her.

When he approached, Wen Ran raised her eyes, her eyes met his gentle eyes, a bright smile bloomed between her eyebrows, and her voice was soft and soft, like a breeze in this spring, blowing in her ears, making people feel comfortable.

"Finished calling?"

She just asked casually, and didn't want to ask who he was talking to on the phone, the corners of Mo Xiuchen's mouth hooked a shallow arc, walked behind her and stopped, his bony hands brushed her shoulders, massaging her shoulders moderately and skillfully, and the voice that fell on her ears was gentle and clear:

"Well, it was Lu Zhixun who called, saying that they had arrived in G City."

Wen Ran blinked, raised his little face and looked at Mo Xiuchen: "Wu Tianyi was brought back?" ”

She was a little excited in her heart, Wu Tianyi was brought back, maybe she asked Fu Jingyi's whereabouts from his mouth?

"Yes, he was brought back, maybe, I can learn from him where Fu Jingyi is hiding." Mo Xiuchen's movements deliberately slowed down a little, he looked at the gentle eyes more and more gentle, a trace of distress seeped into the tenderness in the eyes, and said softly: "Ranran, as long as you find Fu Jingyi, you can solve the poison he put on you." ”

If he found Fu Jingyi, no matter what method he used, he would have to let him tell him how to solve the poison on Ran Ran's body, Mo Xiuchen thought hatefully in his heart.

Wen Ran's body stiffened slightly, a strange look flashed on his face, and soon, he regained his calm, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and he said calmly: "Xiuchen, don't massage me, go back to work." ”

She didn't want to talk about her own situation, and when she talked about this topic, she couldn't control the sadness and fear in her heart, she was afraid, afraid that her days by his side would not last long, and she was afraid that her departure would make him sad.

Mo Xiuchen seemed to feel her emotions, a touch of distress slipped under his eyes, he bent over, and his angular handsome face pressed against her cheek, telling her in this way that he was by her side, don't be afraid.

"Yes, if you're tired, don't do it, rest for a while. I'll do the rest for you. ”

As he spoke, he pulled her up from the chair, sat down in the chair she had just sat down in a domineering manner, and pulled Wen Ran into his arms, letting her sit on his lap, one arm around her waist, and the other hand holding the mouse, doing the unfinished work for her.

"Xiuchen, I don't need your help."

Mo Xiuchen was too domineering, Wen Ran reacted, she was already trapped in her arms, the familiar masculine breath entered her nose, and her heartbeat increased uncontrollably.

The fair-skinned cheeks were also slightly flushed in such an ambiguous atmosphere, Mo Xiuchen's face was sideways, and the sexy thin lips were close to her ears, and when she spoke, the warm breath penetrated into her eardrums and went straight to her heart:

"I'm your husband, and it's right to help you do things."

He said it as a matter of course, with a hint of pride in his tone, as if it was best to help her do everything and let her do nothing.

Wen Ran's eyebrows frowned, she was very uncomfortable being held by him like this, struggling, wanting to get up, but unexpectedly, as soon as she struggled, his hand around her waist tightened.

"Ranran, don't move, you sit on my lap now, as soon as you move, I can't help but have that thought."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was suddenly a little hoarse, and his eyes were also a little deeper in her slight struggle, Wen Ran looked at his dark eyes in surprise, his heartbeat suddenly leaked, and the body sitting on his lap no longer dared to move.

She suddenly thought of the incident in the middle of last night, her face was hot, but her heart was suddenly astringent. Pursing his lips, he asked softly, "Xiuchen, will you be very uncomfortable?" ”

"Huh?"

Mo Xiuchen didn't seem to understand what she meant, his deep eyes blinked, and his eyes looked at her deeply.

"You let me go first, I want to drink water."

Wen Ran didn't have the courage to ask again, let alone explain what she meant in such a situation, she changed the subject, and Qinghong looked at the cup placed on his side with watery eyes.

Mo Xiuchen smiled, reached out and took the cup and handed it to her, and the hand holding her slender waist was also released at this time.

Wen Ran was free, immediately left him, and stood up.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, did not pull her back to sit on his lap, but concentrated on finishing the rest of the work for her, Wen Ran stood aside, holding the cup in both hands, looking at the man who was focused on work with gentle eyes, and his heart softened unconsciously.

I did this for an hour.

Wen Ran's work for tomorrow has been completed together.

"Can I not use it tomorrow?"

Wen Ran saw him close the computer and laughed and teased.

Mo Xiuchen hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes stopped between her beautiful eyebrows, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to brush her face, and said happily: "I helped you finish tomorrow's work, you can concentrate on accompanying me tomorrow, just serve me tea and pour water." ”

She wasn't the only secretary to him.

In fact, a lot of complicated work was done by another secretary, and the work Wen Ran did in the past two days was just assigned to her so that she would be busy and not think nonsense.

It can be seen that she is concentrating on her work, and he wants to replace her distressedly.

This is really a contradictory thing, Wen Ran didn't move, the smile on her face was gentle, her eyes were clear and she looked at him, let his big palm caress her cheek, she ignored the flashing emotions in her heart, and replied jokingly: "No problem, it is the honor of the little woman to serve President Moda." ”

Mo Xiuchen was amused by her joking words, and was about to say something, but the sudden ringing of the mobile phone interrupted him, he reluctantly took it away from her face, took out the mobile phone, and when he saw the call, his eyes flashed.

"Who hit it?"

Wen Ran asked casually, looking at his mobile phone, touching the caller ID on the screen, a trace of confusion appeared on his face: "Is it the chairman?" ”

On the caller ID, there is only one word 'Dad', and Wen Ran will think that it is Mo Jingteng, which is also normal.

"It's not him."

Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly, pressed the answer button with his slender index finger, and his voice overflowed with thin lips in a low and warm voice: "Hey, Dad!" ”

Wen Ran was stunned, listening to Mo Xiuchen's shouting of 'Dad', she suddenly understood that it was her father 'Gu Yan' calling, not Mo Jingteng.

Mo Xiuchen would not have such a polite and gentle tone towards Mo Jingteng.

Gu Yan on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, Mo Xiuchen's expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out, "Dad, how could it be like that?" ”

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