Master Mo's beloved wife

Ink light cold corner of the mouth has no time to put down, eyes suddenly deep up.

"Ding!"

The phone rings suddenly.

Qin Xiaolou had no time to settle down. He panicked again and picked up the phone in a hurry.

Ink light cold thin voice came from the phone, straight call her heart missed a beat.

"Come in."

Two short words, then hung up the phone, people can not hear his joy and anger.

Qin Xiaolou put down the phone anxiously and walked into Mo QingHan's office.

"Mr. Mo, what can I do for you?" She tried to flatten her voice and hide the small tremor in the voice line.

"Pull down the curtain."

Qin Xiaolou turns around dully, a hand suddenly catches her badly, and then she is surrounded in a warm embrace.

"Mr. Mo!"

Qin Xiaolou was shocked. The curtain was not pulled down. If someone came in and saw such a scene!

"Why, afraid?" Mo QingHan asked with a smile, "when you seduced me just now, aren't you very bold?"

"I... Didn't."

It was just a look at him. Where did she offend him?

Is it worth him sacrificing his hue to make himself lost?

Qin Xiaolou wants to get rid of her, but Mo QingHan's hand hugs her.

"What am I to you?"

Mo QingHan's voice is not like the cold just now, a little bit dumb, which sounds unexpectedly sexy.

Qin Xiaolou closed his eyes, his lips were about to open, but he couldn't speak.

Ink light cold Mou color a sink, low low ground opening, "not as good, we come to gamble to see who is first upstairs."

Qin Xiaolou's body trembled and his eyes drooped in recognition of his fate, "master."

This sound greatly pleased Mo QingHan.

His big hand caresses Qin Xiaolou's small head, "good."

With that, Mo QingHan pushes Qin Xiaolou to the sofa, and the desire in his eyes becomes deeper and deeper

His sharp eyes, completely looking at the body of Qin Xiaolou, where can also care where is here?

Qin Xiaolou is his poison. He can't get rid of it. The more he hates it, the deeper it goes into his internal organs.

"Light cold... Brother!"

Qin Xiaolou's voice is particularly tempting.

Mo QingHan suddenly changed his face

A burst of vent, ink light cold will ruthlessly Qin Xiaolou pushed aside.

"You seduced me on purpose!" After the desire disappeared, his voice was still a little dumb.

Qin Xiaolou on the ground suddenly laughed. Her messy hair covered most of her face and made her look indistinct.

"Go away!"

Qin Xiaolou awkwardly got up from the ground, his shirt had become wrinkled because of the strenuous exercise just now, and his skirt could be hung on his leg.

In contrast, ink light cold, in addition to suit hem slightly messy, the whole body up and down can not find a messy place.

If you ask others to see this scene, maybe they really think that she is the fox spirit who seduces Mo Zong, and can't wait to get together, just want to climb onto his bed.

Holding back the tears of humiliation in his eyes, Qin Xiaolou quickly got up from the ground and went out.

In the office.

Mo QingHan looks at Qin Xiaolou's fast back.

"Bang!"

Hanging in the side of the hand, I do not know when has clenched into a fist, hard to hit the solid wood desk, mixed with a trace of anger, a trace of unwilling.

People have gone.

The faint fragrance mixed with the smell of sandalwood did not disperse for a long time, scratching his heart and hanging his appetite.

Mohism.

Mo Mu looked at the visitor happily, "Weiwei, why are you here today? My aunt missed you very much, but she looked forward to you

Tong Weiwei smiles gently, "Auntie, this is the beauty cream I brought back from abroad. I heard it works well."

"Yes? Or we Weiwei have filial piety. " Mo Mu smiles more and more brightly

"It's just that QingHan hasn't finished work yet, or I'll call him back now."

"Don't worry, aunt. I don't want to interfere with my work. I'm here to accompany you today."

Tong Weiwei stops Mo Mu from picking up the phone.

Mo's mother looks at Tong Weiwei with a little more satisfaction. She is generous, gentle, knowledgeable and reasonable. She has a similar family. She is the best choice for her daughter-in-law.

"My old lady has nothing to accompany." Mo's mother patted Tong Weiwei's hand and said happily.

"I've heard some news. I'm afraid you don't know. That's why I came here specially!"

Tong Weiwei's smile deepened, but not her eyes.

"Oh? What's the matter? "

"Recently, there has been a lot of rumors about Mohist's life. He said that light cold and golden house are charming. His relationship with his assistant is not simple.

I'm afraid it's just a love affair at a small level. If it's at a large level, I'm afraid it's just Mo's reputation... "

Tong Weiwei sighed, and her face showed some forbearance.

Mo's mother fried the pot. "Light cold assistant, isn't that Qin Xiaolou's cheap hoof?"

Tong Weiwei nodded.

"Wei Wei, at that time you shouldn't have brought that cheap hoof back. You see, she's showing her true face now? She's a fox out and out. She's here to harm our Mohist school! "

Mo's mother almost crushed the beauty cream in her hand. If her eyes could kill people, Qin Xiaolou would have been cut to pieces by her.

"Aunt, at the beginning, she was really pitiful... Now I didn't expect to..."

Tong Weiwei dropped her eyes and covered up her ruthlessness.

"OK, I know about it. Weiwei, don't worry. I will make the decision for you. It must be the cheap son who seduces QingHan. I will teach her a lesson when she comes back."

Mo's mother vowed that she could not find a reason to drive the despicable son out of the Mohist school. Now she showed her fox tail first.

"Aunt, don't be angry. I believe QingHan is not easily bewitched, but some people have ulterior motives." Tong Weiwei quickly comforts Mo mu.

When she was in the holiday village, she attracted the young master of the Ye family to fight with light cold. This is not a fox spirit. What is it!

Mo's mother gathered her mind, and her eyes were full of poison.

Qin Xiaolou, absolutely not!

After Tong Weiwei left, Mo's mother sat silent in the living room.

Suddenly, she picked up the phone at hand and dialed Mo QingHan's phone:

"Light cold, your father has a document left at home, said it is urgent, you let people hurry to get it."

"File? What document? " Ink light cold frown.

"It seems that it's about the cooperation between Mohist School and ye family. Last time you made your father unhappy. Remember to make mistakes about the documents." Mo's mother specially exhorted.

"Yes, I see."

Ink light cold hung up the phone, lift eyes to see the small face outside the glass wall, dial the Secretary's room phone.

"Qin Xiaolou, you will go back to Mohism immediately to get a document."

Mo QingHan is angry, and his voice is also mixed with strong anger. Qin Xiaolou trembles when he hears it.