Wei Zheng knew that Qiao mianmianmian would not blame him.

However, for a while, let Mo always see her face that hurt, estimated to get angry.

*

"Mr. Mo, the little lady is here." Wei Zheng pushed the door of the president's office open, stood at the door and said, "young lady, you go in first, I'll make you a cup of milk tea."

Qiao mianmianmian likes to drink milk tea.

After coming so many times, Wei Zheng has already figured out her preference.

Joe nodded and walked into the office.

Qiao mianmianmian takes his eyes off the laptop screen, raises his head, reaches out and takes off the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "if you want to come, don't tell me in advance."

Qiao mianmianmianmian smiles: "tell you what to do, I'm not the first time to come."

Qiao mianmianmian seldom sees moyesi wearing glasses.

When he wears glasses, he looks very gentle, gentle, and has a sense of gentleness.

It's the kind of bad man who looks like a gentleman on the surface, but is actually very coquettish.

She thought It's very nice.

She went over and picked up the glasses he had left on the table: "why do you wear them? Isn't it nearsighted? "

"No Mo Yesi hooked his lips, "this is not shortsighted glasses. It's just to get rid of the tired eyes

"What's wrong with your face?" Moyesi found the red and swollen place on her face and frowned.

"Oh, I was accidentally touched by the microphone."

"Touched by the microphone?"

"Well."

"Where's the microphone?"

"It's the reporter downstairs."

Mo Ye Si facial expression suddenly more ugly: "that group of reporters have not left yet?"

Joe nodded: "well, I didn't go."

"I said no interviews. Why are they still down there? " Mo Ye Si's face was a little gloomy, "so you met them when you came here? Was it hurt by the microphone in their hands? "

Qiao mianmianmian saw that his face was very dark. He went to him and bent down to hold his neck: "it's not a serious injury. It will be swelling tomorrow. It's just that it happened by accident. Don't look so ugly. "

"Wei Zheng has asked the security guard to take the reporter away."

Moyesi reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Joe slumped on his lap.

He bowed his head, slender fingers, extremely light in that piece of red and swollen place gently touched: "pain."

"Well." Joe nodded: "a little bit."

"I'll send someone to buy you some medicine to wipe."

"No, this one will be able to reduce swelling by itself."

"Why not." Mo Ye Si's tone is not gentle, but his eyes are extremely gentle, "don't rub the medicine. In case of inflammation, how to do it. It's not always said that your girl's face is the most important. Why don't you care about your face at all, eh? "

Mo night Secretary finished, called a secretary in, let the Secretary to the pharmacy to buy some swelling anti-inflammatory liniment.

After the secretary leaves.

Qiao mianmianmian lies on the chest of moyesi. He reaches up to the collar of his shirt and takes a deep breath.

A man's low smile came from above: "what are you smelling? I don't seem to have a woman's perfume on me.

"is not a woman's perfume, it is your own body fragrance." Qiao mianmianmian said, and took a deep breath, "moyesi, how can you smell so good?"

Mo Ye Si laughs: "good smell?"

"Well, it smells good."

She really likes the smell on him.

No man's breath is better than that of moyesi.

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