Master Mo's beloved wife

Mo QingHan gets up and is about to leave. Qin Xiaolou doesn't know when to hold his wrist tightly.

The scalding palm is imprinted on his skin. He can't tell whether it's his palm or her palm is more scalding?

Ink light cold want to get rid of, that strength is very big, take advantage of him unprepared heavily pull down.

His lips are infinitely close to her face.

The air suddenly quieted down, and even the wind seemed to forget to blow. In the narrow space, there was an ambiguous atmosphere.

Qin Xiaolou seems to feel uncomfortable in this posture. She frowns tightly and turns her body slightly.

Her lips rubbed his cheek, then his cheek, and there fell a strange softness on his face, which seemed to fall to the bottom of his heart.

Mo light cold Leng God, eyes color complex looking at the people in front of him, suddenly, he was embarrassed don't open the eyes, almost rough to break free from her hand, turned to leave.

"Brother QingHan, don't go!"

Her hand reluctantly grabbed his clothes, voice with a trace of cry, sounds like a choking cat.

Ink light cold whole body a stiff, Mou son sink down, peep out a silk can't bear.

Maybe it was her brother who moved him. He should not forget that he was her brother in name.

Mo QingHan turned his head and gently pacified Qin Xiaolou.

Her eyes stained with a drop of tears, the whole face pale without a bit of color, delicate eyebrows twisted tightly.

He tried to smooth her brow, but only those who hurt under the brow, but still lingering in the heart.

She gripped his sleeve tightly, her joints turning bluish white with force.

"Is it really so sad?" He looked at her little face and muttered to himself.

Qin Xiaolou in the dream is not stable, mouth has been shouting light cold brother, seems to be afraid of Mo light cold leave.

His hand hung rigidly on his side, and his heart suddenly trembled heavily, even because of the real expression of the people in front of him.

His lips seemed to be attracted, falling gently, and his thin lips were about to stick to her.

But he suddenly deviated from the angle and landed on her forehead, very light, as if he had never existed.

No one will know this kiss. After tonight, it will dissipate in time. No one will know that he once couldn't help kissing Qin Xiaolou.

In the distance, the camera hiding in the flowers accurately aimed at Mo QingHan and clearly recorded the scene that should not have happened.

The next morning.

Qin Xiaolou got up from the bed with a splitting headache. The light outside the window was bright. Through the glass, her eyes twinkled with pain.

She looked around vaguely. Is this her room?

Last night... She seemed to drink a lot, and then

She knocked her head hard, and the cell phone beside the bed suddenly rang.

She picked it up in a hurry.

"Qin Xiaolou, we have a meeting at nine today. Where are you now?"

A voice of displeasure came from the other end of the phone.

In a daze, Qin Xiaolou quickly got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Last night should be ink light cold sent her back, did not expect to leave her at home.

There was a sense of loss in her heart. She looked at herself in the mirror angrily. Her face was colorless, and there was no image to speak of.

All of a sudden, her eyes fell on her pajamas. Last night... Did Mo QingHan change it for her? Besides him, there seemed to be no one else.

Her heart suddenly trembled and speeded up uncontrollably.

The time on the wall had already vaguely pointed to nine o'clock. She hurried to the company with her bag.

"I'm sorry!"

She rushed into the meeting room with her head down and the papers in her hand.

All eyes were on her for a moment.

"Do you have the documents I asked for?" Tong Weiwei made a speech first, which relieved her embarrassment in time.

She quickly handed over the documents in her hand and looked at Tong Weiwei gratefully, but it happened to be a smile in her eyes.

"Assistant Qin, I don't think you have a hangover at work. What do you take here?"

She was cold and patted the document heavily on the desk.

Qin Xiaolou was stunned. "Miss Tong, you ordered me to take this..."

In the middle of the speech, her remaining light fell at the conference table, and the eyes of the audience looked at her critically, obviously with discontent and criticism.

At this moment, no matter how many explanations she gave, it became an excuse to cover up.

"I'm sorry, Miss Tong. I didn't understand your request." She bit her lip and dropped her eyes to apologize.

Tong Weiwei walked slowly into Qin Xiaolou with a smile. A sneer came from the corner of her mouth and whispered to her

"Did you have a good time last night?"

This sentence is like a basin of cold water poured down from her head mercilessly, Qin Xiaolou froze in place, eyes complex, looking at the eyes of Tong Weiwei.

"Miss Tong, you misunderstood!"

"Misunderstanding?" Tong Weiwei sneer more and more strong, "Qin Xiaolou, you forget what you promised me? Do you need me to help you remember? "

And what about you?

Qin Xiaolou yelled from the bottom of his heart, "he boasts that he loves Mo QingHan, but he betrays Mo behind him. What do you take Mo QingHan for?"

"Thank you for your kindness. I know what I said."

"In that case, it would be better!" Tong Weiwei flashed a glimmer of satisfaction, turned gracefully and sat back on the conference table

"Assistant Qin promised just now that he would work out the compensation plan of the previous Eastern European plan. In this case, I will not pursue the matter this time."

The crowd was in an uproar, gloating at Qin Xiaolou.

Everyone knows that the current Eastern Europe plan has become a hot potato, it seems that this Qin assistant is not Tong Weiwei's heart.

"Well, it's over, assistant Qin. I'm looking forward to your performance. If you can't do it, you should know the consequences."

"Yes."

Qin Xiaolou hung her head, and the people around her came out of the conference room one after another. In a twinkling of an eye, she was the only one left in the conference room.

If it's not well written this time, it just gives Tong Weiwei the reason to drive her away.

She quietly clenched her hands, this matter, she will never let Tong Weiwei succeed.

Go back to your desk.

Linda from the public relations department suddenly came over and piled up a pile of documents in front of Qin Xiaolou.

"Assistant Qin, this was originally a document related to the Eastern Europe plan. Since sister Tong has given it to you, why don't you sort it out?"

"Also, sister Mo, since you want to write a plan, you might as well write my share for me. I have an appointment today!"

"Qin Xiaolou, it's your turn to take out coffee this week. I remember my taste is latte without sugar."

"And mine!"

……

Qin Xiaolou looked at the mountain of documents and the people around him.

"I'm miss Tong's assistant, not yours. All I remember is that Miss Tong gave me the remedy.

Why don't you remind me when Miss Tong ordered this? "

She made a blunt reply.