During this period, Mu Chu Di went to the bathroom.

Come out, see Huo Xiao lean on the balcony next to smoke, slender fingertips holding cigarettes, gently spit out smoke, curl smoke blurred his face.

Some people have dignity and elegance in their heart.

A simple smoking, by Huo Xiao to do, but elegant as a painting.

Such a man, how can not heart?

Mu Chu Di resisted the sprouting in his heart, lowered his head and dropped his eyes, and quickly crossed the balcony.

Suddenly, bang.

She was stuck in the wall.

It was the cigarette Huo Xiaogang was smoking at his feet.

"Focus on work, don't think about feelings? Mu Chu Di, you are so hypocritical

In addition to the propaganda film, Mu Chu Di's every job is forced by him.

Now she even told him that her focus was on her work?

Talk at night!

Don't want to be emotional? What is the intimacy between her hands and Chi Nan?

Mu Chu Di's fingers are wrapped in his hand, slightly rough pulp, holding the thin fingers.

The skin is silky, soft and sweet like ice cream.

Suddenly, pain came from the joints of the fingers, like punishment and possession.

Mu Chu Di looks flustered. Does he know? You know she likes him?

Heart, suddenly nervous up.

Suddenly, sharp pain came from the fingertips.

Mu Chu Di frowned with pain and watched Huo Xiao bite her index finger in disbelief.

Light smell of blood filled the mouth, Huo Xiao did not expect that her skin was so delicate.

Just a punitive bite and the skin breaks.

However, the smell of blood in his mouth didn't make him feel nauseous. On the contrary, the blood from his tender and soft finger pulp had a different sweet taste.

Thin fingertips deeply inhale, soft tongue licking her hands, sour, make her like an electric shock in general, strength is gradually pulled away.

Daddada, the sound of footsteps is approaching.

Mu Chu Di flustered for a while, suddenly struggle, but Huo Xiao hold her down. The mouth loosens, Mu Chu flute finally took out the hand to come back.

"Oh, Mr. Huo, Miss mu, you are here. The chief is waiting for you to have dinner!"

The man who came was the bodyguard who followed the old chief. Seeing that mu Chudi's face was red, he asked, "is Miss Mu uncomfortable?"

Mu Chu Di's thumb rubbed against the index finger he had just held, "it's OK. It's too hot."

The originator gave a slight smile, which seemed to be ironic.

Then he turned around and left. Only mu Chu Di kept remembering the ambiguous picture just now.

Mu Chu Di tidies up her mind and follows the elder brother of the bodyguard back to the dining room.

In the dining room, the old chief sits on the throne, and Huo Xiao is at the bottom.

They seem to be talking about something. Huo Xiao listens carefully and gives some advice from time to time.

His words are very short. From the appreciative eyes of the old chief, we can see that the suggestions are very good.

Such Huo Xiao is as dazzling as the sun.

Mu Chu flute is slightly absent-minded.

The old chief, Yanli, suddenly found the arrival of Mu Chu di. He warmly called, "Xiao Di, come here."