Chapter 809

After asking, Fang Yuan felt that his whole face would explode.

It's like a bomb in your mouth.

My face must be red enough to be painted, right?

She thought that Mo Jincheng would be embarrassed, and then avoided her own problems.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jincheng looked at Fang Yuan and said, "what do you want to happen to us?"

Huh?

Is there anything else like this that she can hope to happen?

She She Hope, of course Nothing It didn't happen.

Strange.

Why do you feel so guilty.

But that's what she thought.

"I I certainly don't want anything to happen

"What don't you want to happen?" Mo Jincheng suddenly close, eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, high nose gently miso square Xiu Ting nose.

His eyes were right in front of her.

Long eyelashes gently brush, as if she can brush the whole soul away.

Fang Yuan looks at him stupidly.

Looking at his thin and sexy red lips, one by one moving back and forth.

For a moment, she really wanted to jump on him and kiss him.

"What are you thinking? Your ears are red."

Mo Jincheng's magnetic voice lingers in the room, and finally draws back Fang Yuan's soul who doesn't know where to go.

"No..." Fang Yuan was ashamed.

I want to go straight into the hole.

"Is it?"

Mo Jincheng, who has enough provocation, gets up from the bed.

The thin silk is slipped and immediately exposes Mo Jincheng's perfect figure to the air.

Fang Yuan screamed with fright and quickly covered his eyes.

Mo Jin Cheng smile, feign anger way: "my figure, so you can't bear to look directly at?"

Square circle

No.

You are in good shape.

But

But men and women are not compatible.

Mo Jincheng looked at the rapid spread of the flush on Fang Yuan's cheek and said in a good mood: "you remember to report to the company tomorrow. I've already said hello to Yue Ze."

Fang Yuan opened his eyes from the gap between his fingers, looked at the beautiful ketone body, smacked his mouth, and said, "do you really want to cultivate me into a superstar?"

It sounds like a distant dream.

After all, she can't do anything.

Mo Jincheng said: "you don't have to worry. I'll take all the worries. You just have to follow the road I set for you. However, Fangyuan, I still want to ask you, do you really want to go this way?"

It's going to be hard.

After he said it, he already regretted it.

Fang Yuan nodded.

Now that he has said that all the worries are left to him, it means that she has no worries.

Although she doesn't know what Mo Jincheng likes about her.

But the man vowed that she would be an international superstar.

I don't know why, she believed it.

I feel that I will become an international superstar in the future.

To be an international superstar, there will be a lot of money.

This alone has made Fang Yuan yearn for it.

The gambling debt owed by his father has made Fang Yuan very clear and understand that in this world, only money can give you a sense of security.

She didn't want to live without money.

Do things you don't like for money.

Now that there is an opportunity, why not seize it?

She wants to change her destiny.

At least, many years later, when people mention it, it can finally be put together with the name of Mo Jincheng.

Thinking like this is also a kind of happiness.

Mo Jincheng also nodded.

When I turned around, I suddenly said, "if you want to see it, I'm not mean."

Fang Yuan hasn't come out of the last topic. When he first heard this sentence, he didn't understand it.

Wait for Mo Jincheng around the bath towel, Shanshan into the bathroom, Fang Yuan suddenly wake up, the other party is in ridicule oneself peek at his body behavior.

Fang Yuan felt that his face was about to explode.

Shame to death!

She took advantage of this time, quickly put on her clothes, as if nothing had just happened, and sat on the balcony.

Inside the clattering sound of water, was isolated by a glass.

But the images in my mind are not isolated.

In the picture, Mo Jincheng is standing in the water, all over his body is covered with smart water drops. The crystal water drops slowly slide down the perfect body, like ink marks in landscape painting."Dong."

The huge voice made Fang Yuan suddenly come back to her senses. Looking at the chair that was still firmly on the plane, she gave a long sigh of relief.

Almost fell off the chair.

"What's the matter?"

Her breath has not been steady, Mo Jincheng rushed out in a bath towel.

The end of her hair was wet on her forehead. As she imagined, the crystal water slowly slipped from her eight abdominal muscles and disappeared on the edge of her scarf.

But on his face, he was worried.

Seeing that the square is intact, the tense muscles slowly return.

Deep eyes, soft looking at the square.

There was no dissatisfaction with the noise she made in her eyes, but a sigh of relief.

Is it because you see her intact?

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng with some emotion.

"Nothing."

Mo Jincheng looked up and down at Fangyuan, determined that Fangyuan was really OK, then nodded and said: "pay attention to safety."

Then he turned back to the bathroom.

Fang Yuan looked at his back and didn't know what to say for a moment.

In a daze, the mobile phone rang.

It's a strange number.

She thought about it and picked it up.

"Square and round."

It's an Qing's voice.

Fang Yuan had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Yes."

"Meet me at the company gate at five tomorrow morning."

"Five o'clock?"

Is it too early?

Doesn't the company start work at nine?

"That's right."

An Qing said without any discussion.

"But doesn't the company open at nine?"

She went and just stood at the door?

What's the point of doing this?

An Qing sneered: "since I have told you to wait for me at the gate of the company at five o'clock tomorrow morning, it means that you can see me at five o'clock tomorrow. As for the opening time of the company, it has nothing to do with you? Or do you want to rebel against your boss on the first day and get kicked out

Anqing language with threat.

Hum!

She certainly knew that the company didn't open until nine o'clock.

What's more, she knows that she didn't go to the company until noon.

In doing so, I just want to give this woman a bad impression and let her know who is the future young grandmother of Mohism.

"You may not come." An Qing said softly.

Anyway, whether Fangyuan will go or not is a happy thing for her.

Fang Yuan naturally knows that she is making trouble out of nothing, but she has promised Mo Jincheng.

So the only answer is -

"I'll go and see you tomorrow."