After being spotted by the boss

Chapter 288 I'll Give You a Chance to Promise Me (Part [-])

He breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, hummed, put down the things in his hand and went outside to pour water for her.

Looking at his tall and straight back, Mo Qingling smiled slyly.

Song Zhicheng poured water for her and went home, only to find that there was no one in the room, and Mo Qingling didn't know where to go, and the door of the bathroom was also open, as if there was no one there.

"Qingling?" Song Zhicheng called out, "The water is here, come out and drink."

The room was quiet, no one answered.

He was about to take out his mobile phone to call Mo Qingling when a pair of slender hands suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged his waist.

The woman's head rested on his neck, and the breath she exhaled when she breathed sprayed on his neck, with a chilling itchiness.

"What's your name, Brother Zhicheng? Am I not here?" Mo Qingling's voice came from beside his ear.

As her words fell, the hand that was holding his waist slowly moved up and landed on his button.

Song Zhicheng's whole body was shaken, almost without bowing his head, he could see her hand touching the button of his shirt from the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to unbutton it.

"Qing Ling." Song Zhicheng hurriedly held down her restless hand, his fair and handsome face turned slightly red because of Mo Qingling's actions.

He grabbed one of her hands, put the water glass in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Drink the water first, and I'll clean up your room."

After finishing speaking, he was about to break away Mo Qingling's other hand, but she held it back.

Song Zhicheng's face turned even redder, and the temperature on his face was gradually heating up.

He took a deep breath, turned to look at her, "Qing Ling, don't make trouble."

Mo Qingling looked up at him, blinked, and said in a very innocent tone: "I'm not making trouble, which eye of yours can tell that I'm making trouble?"

"Now." Song Zhicheng said.

"Didn't you ask me to do this?" Mo Qingling asked back.

Song Zhicheng: "I don't have one,"

Mo Qingling tilted the water glass, watched the water fall into the blanket on the ground, then threw the water glass, and walked step by step towards Song Zhicheng, Mo Qingling said quietly: "No? It's not that you send me flowers every day and make me breakfast , to help me with my laundry?"

"Didn't you look at me with the kind of eyes that caught your own woman cheating every time you saw me talking to other men?"

Every time she said a word, she took a step towards him, and the smile on her face deepened.

"It's not what you said that night... that you like me?" Mo Qingling asked, already forcing Song Zhicheng to the bed, with no way out.

She stretched out her hand, pushed Song Zhicheng onto the bed, watched him lie down, and then pressed on him.

Putting both hands on both sides of his arms, Mo Qingling breathed into his handsome and flawless face.

"Ok?"

Song Zhicheng looked at her, his face was extremely red, he pursed his lips, turned his head away from Mo Qingling Chi Guoguo's sight, and said in a low voice: "Qing Ling, stop making trouble, get up."

"Brother Zhicheng, do you dare to say that what I just said was not done by you, did you say it?" Mo Qingling asked with a smile as if he hadn't heard what he said.

Song Zhicheng opened his mouth to answer "yes", but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

Because what Mo Qingling said is true.

It's just that he really didn't know or remember when he said that he liked her.

He has no memory at all.

(End of this chapter)