The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2430 The new hatred and the old hatred are counted together
"Has it spread on the Internet?" Meng Zhanyang rubbed the corners of his brows with a half-smile.

Mo Xiaobai nodded firmly: "Yes, it's very popular, and there's a video!"

Meng Zhanyang asked with a smile, "Do you make me look handsome?"

"Uh..." Mo Xiaobai was left speechless by Meng Zhanyang's question.

Mo Xiaobai's blank expression was very silly, Meng Zhanyang smiled from ear to ear, and rubbed her head: "I won't get rid of my anger if I don't beat him up!"

"Hey, I'm gone too!" Mo Xiaobai suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "You don't know how to beat his wife, do you?"

"It's a joke that a man beats a woman, and his wife's fault is of course his responsibility!" Meng Zhanyang said it as a matter of course.

"Actually, her wife is quite pitiful too!"

When he was at the police station, Mo Xiaobai heard Chu Xiaoran cry to the police, everyone was a woman, thinking about it from Chu Xiaoran's point of view, he was no longer angry, but felt sympathetic to her.

Married to a husband who doesn't love her, Chu Xiaoran is like a hedgehog, venting her anger indiscriminately, not only hurting others, but also hurting herself.

"I think you are full of sympathy!" Meng Zhanyang disagreed, and said coldly: "If you were stripped naked by someone she hired and thrown on the road, would you still feel sorry for her? I think she is crazy !"

That's right, if she really encountered such an insult, she might be so angry that she wanted to kill, how could she have the mood to sympathize with others!

"Fortunately, you're here!" Thinking of Meng Zhanyang's stepping forward that day, Mo Xiaobai's heart warmed, and he wrapped his arms around his neck, kissing the bruise at the corner of his eye.

"It doesn't hurt that much if you kiss me!"

"Really?" Mo Xiaobai blinked,

Applying medicine every day, taking a bath with essential oils, and then massaging, the injuries on Meng Zhanyang's face and body faded away in a few days, and he didn't return to work until the wounds on his face disappeared.

"President Meng, you need to sign this document immediately, and I'm going to send it to the Development Department!" Mo Xiaobai walked over and spread the document in front of Meng Zhanyang.

Long vents are on her side, exuding a charming fragrance.

Meng Zhanyang was bored in the office for a long time and needed a change of mood.

Xiaobai tilted his body, and the tip of his nose touched her hair. He took a deep breath, relaxed and happy, and all the fatigue was swept away.

"Mr. Meng, take a look, sign here!"

Mo Xiaobai turned his head, and his red lips almost touched Meng Zhanyang's.

The atmosphere was ambiguous to the extreme.

The expression on Meng Zhanyang's face was already a bit blurred, and his eyes were even more terrifyingly deep.

His face turned red suddenly, and Mo Xiaobai hurriedly backed away, but was caught by Meng Zhanyanglou.

As soon as the long arms were retracted, she sat on his long legs that were closed together.

"Where did you just say to sign?" The scorching breath blew against her ears, full of teasing.

"This place!" Mo Xiaobai casually pointed at the document and struggled to stand up.

"Where?" Meng Zhanyang tightened his arms, "I didn't see it!"

"Here!" Mo Xiaobai became anxious, his legs dangling in mid-air: "Let go!"

(End of this chapter)