The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 305
"No, my aunt still wants to teach me skills."

Before Tang Yimo could speak, Diandian was the first to disagree.

Uncle Ding hesitated, but Tang Yimo stood up.

She rubbed her little head, "I'll go there, you train alone for a while, and I'll watch the replay video when you come back later."

Diandian had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

Tang Yimo smiled at Uncle Ding again, then turned around and entered the building.

"Madam is really understanding." Uncle Ding glanced at Dian Dian who continued to play the game while clutching his mobile phone, and said proudly.

Tang Yimo came to the door of the study.

Mo Xiqing is in a bad mood today, and everyone in the manor knows it very well.

There were several servants cleaning in the living room, and they deliberately lowered their voices.

Therefore, there is almost no sound at home.

"Dong dong."

She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The crisp sound was all the more obvious because of the silence around.

She waited for a few seconds.

There was no movement inside.

Is no one there?
Tang Yimo pushed open the door in wonder, and took two steps forward.

Behind him, there was a sudden click, like the sound of a door closing.

She paused, turned her head, and saw a tall and straight figure in front of her.

"you--"

She only had time to utter half a word, but her voice stopped abruptly.

Mo Xiqing lowered his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his well-understood eyes.

In the quiet study room, bright sunlight streamed in from the window and fell on the two overlapping figures by the door.

Tang Yimo stared slightly, and could see the man's sharp and smooth jaw line, and the sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, full of tension.

And her lips——are kissing on the man's Adam's apple.

I could clearly hear the sound of my own heart beating, overlapping with his, and there was a tight string in my mind, as if someone had pulled it, and my heart was in a state of confusion.

"Ah."

The man seemed to chuckle.

The voice is lingering, with an indescribably dumb and seductive voice.

As if waking up from a dream, Tang Yimo hastily stepped back two steps.

With her hands covering her lips, her clear and peaceful eyes were rarely flustered and at a loss.

Mo Xiqing's eyes darkened.

His eyes fell on the bright red between her fingers.

The woman's lips were incredibly soft and slightly cool, but they seemed to be scalding hot, and in an instant, sparks started a prairie fire.

Tang Yimo clasped her hand even tighter. When she noticed his gaze, she twitched her fingers, and then suddenly let go.

"You are fine, what are you doing standing by the door?"

With an accusatory tone, it's a pity that the voice is too soft, without the slightest strength, more like a reproach.

After speaking, he lowered his head again, avoiding his sight.

Mo Xiqing hooked his thin lips.

He raised his hand lightly, as if he was holding something.

Tang Yimo raised his eyes if he felt something.

——It’s a piece of mango cake.

The light creamy aroma lingers in the air, and the watery mango shines, making it look extraordinarily attractive.

Mo Xiqing opened his lips, his voice was low and lazy, "Originally, this is a reward for you."

Tang Yimo looked at the cake.

Is this a reward for her bowl of noodles?

But Mo Xiqing suddenly said again, "However, it doesn't seem to be necessary now."

no need?
Tang Yimo tilted his head, his scissored eyes were filled with confusion, "Why?"

Messing looked down.

His eyes seemed to glance at a certain position, then he raised his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you already ask for the reward yourself?"

(End of this chapter)