Never deeply in love

Walking to the door of the villa, Su Zhe couldn't help but turn around and look at Mo Zihan from afar. He said, "Young master Mo, before miss bai's injury is completely healed, it's okay for you to be a little lighter once in a while."

In Mo-tse's cold, icy gaze, su zhe ran away with a very sexy smile. There were too few opportunities to tease young master Mo. How could he let it go so easily?

Su Zhe left with a smile on his face. Young master Mo looked so cold and quiet, but there were times when he was in such a hurry. Just as miss bai was discharged from the hospital, he tore the wound open. The more su zhe thought about it, the more fresh he felt.

Thinking of the way Su Zhe looked at him, it seemed like he really did something to Bai Mingyue. Mo Zihan was also a little depressed. Did he do nothing?

When she returned to the room, it was quiet. A small bag was bulging up on the bed. Bai Mingyue huddled up and fell asleep at some point.

In this room, because of her existence, it seemed that there was something more. It was no longer empty, making people feel guilty, and his heart seemed to be filled with it.

Mo Zihan lay down beside her. The light in the room went out. In the darkness, the man's deep eyes were focused and affectionate. He gently took her into his arms and fell asleep quietly.

"Young master Mo..." Bai Mingyue mumbled in a daze.

Mo Zihan's eyes twitched and his voice was low and husky, suppressing an unknown emotion. "Mmm."

The woman in her arms did not move. She was sleeping soundly. The blurry sentence just now seemed to be just her dreamtalk. Mo Zihan couldn't help kissing her forehead. Under the quilt, he stroked her soft curves with his hand. Considering her injury, he did nothing else.

After Bai Mingyue recovered from her injuries, she returned to the company to be her personal assistant to the president. The series, which was funded by the Han mang film and television and starred Yang Ruoxi and other movie and television stars, was quickly completed.

The production team booked a hotel to hold a green party to celebrate the filming of the tv series. I wish to watch changhong in advance. Many senior executives of Cold Awn entertainment will attend the green party.

"In the afternoon, you go with me." Mo Zihan called Bai Mingyue into the office and immediately said.

"Am I your date again?" Bai Mingyue pouted and seemed a little unhappy.

"What, unhappy?" Mo Zihan looked at her with a half-smile. "Are you going to give up such a good opportunity to someone else?"

Mo Zihan was a little displeased with the fact that she was the only one who could avoid such a glamorous event that the company's female employees and artists could not wait for.

"Nowhere... Uh, no, I just don't want to wear high heels." Bai Mingyue got angry when he saw his charitable expression. As if he could be his female companion, a gift from god, did he really think he was the emperor?

The woman he liked was called doting. Was she still thanking lord long? Bai Mingyue was very depressed. Before he could say anything, he saw his cold eyes with a hint of warning and quickly changed his words.

"Then don't wear it." He was a big man. He didn't care if she wore high heels.

"Then what am I wearing?" The green party was held at 12: 00 noon, less than an hour from now, and she had received a notice at the last minute. It was too late to change her clothes. "Can I just dress like this?"

Bai Mingyue pointed to the clothes on his body and asked him.

Mo-tse looked at her coldly. She was wearing a beige sleeveless straight skirt in a simple and generous style. The design of her waist was drawn up to show her graceful curves. It was neat and clear, with a hint of mature and gentle womanly taste.

"Just wear it like that." Mo-tse nodded slightly and stared at her curvy figure, feeling thirsty. "Come here."

Bai Mingyue was still happy that he didn't have to change his clothes and didn't notice anything wrong with him. "What... What..."

She had just stepped forward two steps, and before she could ask, Mo Zihan pulled her over, grabbed her by the waist, and pushed her against the wide desk.

Mo Zihan breathed a little faster and kissed her lips forcefully. Bai Mingyue twisted his body and made a small, delicate, oppressive sound, scratching his heart and stimulating his senses.

He pressed against her hard and tangled with her lips and tongues. Bai Mingyue grunted, as if unable to bear his strength, and his body fell back uncontrollably. Mo Zihan pressed her against the wide desk and reached out to rub her skirt repeatedly.

"Young master Mo..." Bai Mingyue struggled, panting, her cheeks flushed red and rosy, trying to resist. "The green party... Is about to start."

When Mo-tse han called her in, it was already 10: 30 in the morning. He wanted to do something else. How could he have time? Bai Mingyue was embarrassed and anxious, not to mention the office.

"No hurry." Mo Zihan ignored her resistance and continued to caress her softness, kissing her soft, jade-like cheeks, her fair neck, and her delicate collarbone. They lingered on and on without any intention of stopping.

"No, this is the office..." Bai Mingyue bit her lip, endured a strong physiological reaction, and secretly complained, "... Young master Mo, someone will come in..."

"No, they'll knock." Mo Zihan was already impatient, his desire had been completely aroused by her, and he would not stop until he released it.

Mo-tse's cold breath was as hot as fire, his eyes were dark and his voice was low. He pulled her hand and pressed it directly onto his belt. "Untie it."

He looked at her with a heavy gaze, his eyes burning with lust, with a trace of pleading. Bai Mingyue was so embarrassed that he could not speak. The pleading in his eyes seemed to have bewitched her mind. She could not help but follow his instructions and tugged at his belt.

She had never done this before. She tugged at him in a random way. She could not break the belt. Instead, her hand accidentally touched his body and stimulated his senses.

Mo Zihan was so distracted by her subconscious teasing that he couldn't wait to pull the belt off himself. He reached down to the bottom of her skirt and was about to pull off her panties.

"Mo, young master Mo..." Bai Mingyue trembled like a leaf in the wind, and even his voice trembled.

Knock, knock, knock...

There was a sudden knock on the door and both of them were startled.

The knock on the door paused for a moment and continued to ring, louder than louder.

"Someone's here." Bai Mingyue was the first to come back to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground and pushed Mo Zihan away without thinking.

Mo-tse was caught off guard and pushed aside by her. His body shook and he looked at her with a calm face, anger in his eyes.

Bai Mingyue didn't care whether he was angry or not. He pulled up half of his underwear and the skirt that he had lifted to his chest. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't lift his head.

Mo Zihan straightened his back and watched as she took a deep breath. The man who was not satisfied with his desires was looking so gloomy and terrible that he fastened his belt back. Mo-tse shouted coldly, "Come in."

"I, I went out first." Bai Mingyue blushed and turned away with a muffled voice.

After knocking on the door for a long time, su zhe was puzzled. When he opened the door, he saw Bai Mingyue blushing. He brushed his head down and left without even saying hello.

"Young master Mo, this is an application for funding for the next show." Su Zhe came over with a document and placed it on the desk in front of him. "I'll wait for your signature."

Mo Zihan's face was grim. He opened the file and stared at Su Zhe. Su Zhe was numb and confused by him. He wondered if Bai Mingyue had angered him just now, so he had to take it out on himself.

"Young master Mo, is there a problem?" Su Zhe braced himself and pointed at the document.

"No." Mo-tse replied coldly and stiffly. After looking at it carefully for a while, he picked up his pen and brushed his signature.

Su zhe heaved a sigh of relief. "They're waiting so fast. I'll take the document over."

"Wait." Mo Zihan stopped him, and Su Zhe looked at his face in puzzlement. Mo ming felt that young master Mo seemed to be in a bad mood, but he did not act up. He just hung him up, holding a heart up and down, and it was very difficult.

"Next time you come in, don't knock all the time." Mo Zihan held back the anger in his chest and pulled his tie away.

Su Zhe was dumbfounded by what he said and replied honestly, "Oh, young master Mo, can you remind me how to knock?"

Mo Zihan: ... "Forget it, you go out."

He was about to choke out his internal injury and waved his hand in annoyance, letting the culprit who had disturbed him out of the room quickly, out of sight and out of mind.

"Young master Mo..." Su Zhe was puzzled.

"Get out." Mo Zihan lost half his patience, his eyes dangerous, stressed.

Su Zhe walked out of the president's office and passed Bai Mingyue's office. He couldn't help but walk up to her and ask, "Miss bai, did you just make young master Mo angry?"

"I didn't." Bai Mingyue's face turned red again as he struggled to recover. He looked up at Su Zhe and looked at his confused eyes. "You're the one who pissed him off."

"Me?" The innocent Su Zhe tried to think about it, but he didn't know what was wrong. "I didn't."

"You do." Bai Mingyue finished, and before Su Zhe could regain his senses, he quickly packed his things and left.

Poor su zhe couldn't even think of it. He annoyed Mo Zihan because he disturbed his good deeds.

The party was held at a famous star hotel in a city. Outside the hotel, a group of entertainment paparazzi surrounded three floors and three floors. The main creators of the crew arrived one after another. As soon as they appeared, the lights flashed and the long and short poles shook.

Bai Mingyue and Su Zhe, as Mo Zihan's assistant, accompanied him. After getting out of the car, Mo-tse han, who was in a wheelchair, became the target of paparazzi and reporters.

She stood next to Mo Zihan, dressed professionally and ordinarily, without attracting the attention of paparazzi or reporters. She thought she was Mo Zihan's subordinate, just like Su Zhe.

The three of them walked into the lobby of the hotel, where several invited media reporters were filming and occasionally interviewing. The buffet banquet had already begun, and many entertainment moguls, Han mang film and television executives, sponsors, investors, and crew members were present.