Qiao Mianmian heard the sound of opening the door. She estimated the time and asked softly: "Have you finished the meeting?"

"Um."

On the other side, Mo Yesi pushed open the office door and did not see his little wife hanging on the sofa waiting for him as expected. He felt a little dissatisfied, and his tone was a little resentful, "Are you not in the office? Where have you gone? Didn't you agree to wait for me in the office?"

"I just went to the mall to buy things." Qiao Mianmian heard the dissatisfaction in the man's tone and immediately coaxed him, "I bought you a gift. Please wait for me for a few minutes and I will go back immediately."

"Did you buy me a gift?" Mo Yesi's voice rose slightly, with a hint of pleasure in his voice.

Qiao Mianmian knew that this was a coax.

She pursed her lips, resisted the urge to laugh, coughed twice and cleared her throat, and said with a smile: "Well. But I don't know if you will be happy..."

"I like."

Before she could finish her speech, a hint of gentleness spilled out of the man's low voice, and he said happily: "I like what you gave me. Baby, what did you buy for me?"

The sentence "I like everything you gave me" made Qiao Mianmian feel a little sweet.

The corners of her lips raised gently and said, "Keep it confidential first, and I'll show you later."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

*

Back to Mo's.

As soon as Qiao Mianmian walked into the office, she was pulled into a warm and strong embrace.

Before she could react, the man pinched her jaw and pressed down his hot and wet lips.

"Um."

She raised her hands and waved her in the air. The light of her eyes looked at the door that had not been closed, and Wei Zheng, who was standing at the door carrying a few bags, staring at them with her eyes blushed, and her face turned red.

The little hand that was waving in the air was pressed on his chest and gently pushed it down.

This kiss didn't last long.

After a few seconds, Mo Yesi let her go.

But the man kissed him very hard.

Even in just a few seconds, Qiao Mianmian's lips were kissed red and swollen.

She reached out and wiped her lips that were numb from the kiss, raised her head and glared at him in shame, feeling embarrassed to look at Wei Zheng.

But Mo Yesi curled his lips happily. He hugged the soft girl in his arms, raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wei Zheng who was standing at the door and walking, and his eyes were not as good as he walked in. His eyes were sunk, sweeping away the tenderness of the moment before, and asked in a business manner: "Why are you still standing there? Has your feet taken root?"

Wei Zheng looked aggrieved and lifted the bag in his hand: "Mr. Mo, can I go in and put the things down before leaving?"

Mo Yesi seemed to see what he was carrying in his hand now, frowned in disgust, hugged Qiao Mianmian and turned to walk into the office: "Put it on the coffee table and go out."

"oh……"

Feeling that the expression on Wei Zheng's face, who was disliked, became more and more aggrieved. He walked into the office with a resentful look on his face, put down the things, and left with a resentful look on his face.

He really felt very sad.

As a special assistant who has been with Mr. Mo for many years, he always feels that he has a strong presence.

But……

Since Mo summed up marriage and since Mo always had a young lady, he felt that he was redundant whenever the young lady was there.

Mr. Mo's eyes and face were full of disgust.

He was scared of being disliked.
Chapter completed!