Master Mo's beloved wife

The space in the car is narrow, Qin Xiaolou is pressed against the cold window tightly, she shivers coldly.

Ink light cold suddenly will press a red button, the car seat suddenly down, adjust into a reclining chair arc.

The man's good-looking neck slightly raised, wet kiss like a fire, burned her face, body.

His action was surprisingly fierce. In order not to fall, Qin Xiaolou had to hold his neck tightly.

"Ink light cold!"

Qin Xiaolou exhaled in pain. She couldn't even figure out how the person with a high fever suddenly became as lively as the person without any trouble?

Mo QingHan continued to kiss her without any response. His kiss, with the power of burning everything, fell on her chest.

Lonely night, dark, the whole space filled with, ambiguous atmosphere

Car, swaying in the wind

The next morning.

Mo QingHan is the first to wake up. He has a warm body in his arms. He squints, carefully raises his hand and picks up the mobile phone.

"Drive to this place right away, and remember to bring two sets of clothes, one for women."

He hung up the phone and sat quietly in the same place. The morning light passed through the glass and lightly sprinkled on the face of the person in his arms

Mo QingHan can even see every tiny hair on her face.

Qin Xiaolou held his waist tightly in his hands, and looked peaceful in his arms.

She still looks beautiful when she doesn't talk.

His slender hand passed her face and finally stopped in her eyes.

Her eyelashes were very long and itchy in the palm of her hand. It seemed that something was stirring his heart.

When Qin Xiaolou woke up, he saw the clothes on one side.

She picked up her clothes and put them on. Her white skin was blue and purple. The memory of shame of last night poured into the sea, making her blush.

"Dong Dong Dong!" The window was suddenly knocked.

She turned her head and saw Mo QingHan's face, which seemed to mean urging.

She got out of the car in a hurry and walked into another car with him. Li Li was already in the driver's seat.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Qin."

Li Li man took a deep look at them, stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew away like an arrow.

The car drove to his downtown apartment.

Qin Xiaolou changed into a white tight dress. The skirt is well cut and perfectly outlines her figure.

She got out of the car in silence and walked forward without saying a word, with her head down and her arm tightly around her shoulder.

"Oh, isn't this assistant Qin?"

The obscene teasing sound suddenly rang out, Qin Xiaolou only felt a burst of strength on his arm.

She turned back in surprise. Mr. Wang's face was wearing an obscene smile, and the corners of her eyes were drooping, revealing a sense of ferocity.

"Mr. Wang, please respect yourself."

Qin Xiaolou tried to break away from Wang Zong's hand, but he pushed him forward and pulled him over.

"From which man's nest is this coming back? Don't you wear the word "cheap" everywhere

Mr. Wang looked up and down at Qin Xiaolou, "follow me! I also guarantee that you will enjoy the hot ones. "

"Mr. Wang, don't blame me for being rude when you are like this!" Qin Xiaolou's face sank.

"Oh? You're welcome. Come on, how can you do it? " Mr. Wang grinned wantonly.

"If a person like you yells out, others will only think that you deliberately seduce me. If I were you, I would be obedient, and I would get a lot of benefits."

As soon as Qin Xiaolou's face changed, he raised his hand to fan president Wang's face.

The slap did not fall.

Mo QingHan firmly grasped Qin Xiaolou's arm and pulled her behind

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. It's my failure to discipline. If I disturb you, I'll make a special apology next time."

"Don't apologize now!"

Then he turned his head and said in a deep voice to Qin Xiaolou that he was not angry.

"I'm not wrong. Why apologize?" Qin Xiaolou stood in the same place stubbornly.

"Can't I make you apologize?" When Mo QingHan saw this, a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth

"Qin Xiaolou, you are more and more daring now. Do you dare not listen to me?"

Qin Xiaolou looked up at the expressionless Mo QingHan and the smiling proud president Wang, with no happiness or sadness on his face.

"It's clear that Mr. Wang doesn't respect people. Why should I apologize? Is it in your eyes that people like me deserve to be humiliated? "

Qin Xiaolou screamed, pushed away the ink light cold in front of him, and rushed to the building.

"Mr. Mo, it seems that your little assistant still needs to be improved." Mr. Wang gave a sneer.

"Is it?" Ink cold thin lips tightly pursed:

"I don't think Mr. Wang is as good as that. The relationship between the former and the present is still unclear. I want to get involved with other people's assistants. It's too long!"

Mr. Wang didn't expect that Mo QingHan's face changed so quickly. He choked back and his face turned black. He glared bitterly and said:

"Mo QingHan, wait for me!"

Ink light cold directly swept over Wang's fat body, head also did not return to the community.

"Ding Dong!" The sound of the elevator door sounded.

Qin Xiaolou walked in quickly, and the door was suddenly blocked by a big slender hand.

Through the gap of the elevator door, Mo QingHan's face appeared behind the door.

"Why, can't wait to go to my house?" He hooked his lips, and a smile of evil spirit rose from the corner of his lips.

Qin Xiaolou didn't look over his head, but he was pushed to the wall by Mo QingHan.

One of his hands was on the elevator wall, confining her in a small space.

Qin Xiaolou nests in Mo QingHan's arms, leaning against his solid and powerful chest, his hot breath flashed around his neck, causing shivers.

She stares big eyes, Lengleng ground looks at Mo light cold, heartbeat because this airtight space suddenly accelerates.

"Plop! Plop

It's like you're going to jump out of your chest at any time.

Ink light cold mouth smile more wanton, thin lips gently close.

The hot breath between the lips hit her face, which seemed to be a kind murmur between lovers, which inadvertently reddened her cheek and disordered her heartbeat.

His thin lips are slowly attached to her, soft with some cool, it seems that there is a good smell of grass.

The kiss was quick, just like a dragonfly skimming water, and he stood back where he was, with a trace of irony in his eyes.

"Qin Xiaolou, don't you think I really want to kiss you? It's funny how you look. "

Mo QingHan smiles maliciously. Her slender fingers lift her chin, and she takes a light look from left to right. She sneers

"The face is good. If you want to seduce a man, I'm afraid others don't have the capital you have."