I already have a boyfriend and still smile like a nympho to another man, and even hang on to him shamelessly. Indeed, it is very ignorant.
He watched coldly as the girl hanging on his body was inexplicably taken back. He just said hello to the inexplicable person indifferently and strode away.
"So cool." Yu Xi was intoxicated by his tough back, "Inexplicable, how did you find him?"
"I picked it up." He didn't say much for no reason, and he hugged her and walked in another direction: "Do you still want to go out to eat? How about going to the company restaurant to eat something casually?"
"No, I want to go out to eat. I want pizza."
In the afternoon, I inexplicably left Yu Xi in the lounge and started working hard again.
Yuxi wandered around the lounge. She was too bored and wandered next to Mo Wei to watch him work. There were piles of data on the laptop screen. She had never cared about operations, so of course she didn't.
I don't have the energy to understand.
Inexplicably, he pulled her onto his lap, holding her waist with one hand, and using the other hand to browse the information with the mouse, occasionally typing a few words on the document.
Yu Xi nestled in his arms boredly, and she fell asleep in a daze after not knowing how long it took.
There was a gentle knock on the office door, and Ming Ruoshuang walked in with a cup of coffee. When she saw Yu Xi sleeping in her inexplicable arms, she was distracted for a moment.
Mr. Mo has never allowed any woman to get close to him, but now he not only holds this girl in his arms, he doesn't even put her down even when he is busy. Obviously, the lounge is right next to him...
She put the coffee gently on his desk, being careful not to make any noise. Mr. Mo's attitude towards this girl had already said everything. Now, I am afraid that more than half of the women in the company will be heartbroken.
"Mr. Mo, the year-end meeting is at 3:30 in the afternoon." She tried to keep her voice as soft as possible.
He nodded inexplicably, intending to let her go out, but after his eyes glanced at the girl in his arms, he suddenly said softly: "Let me go to the supermarket to buy something. I want the cone to be taro flavored, and the yogurt to be Niu Baobao's strawberry flavor."
, I have to choose mangosteens with green stems and soft skin, and I can only buy three.”
"Three?" Who would buy only three fruits?
She was shocked enough that he would inexplicably ask someone to buy these things. After hearing his weird instructions, Ming Ruoshuang unconsciously opened her thin lips: "Why?"
He lowered his head and glanced at Yu Xi, who was still sleeping, and the smile that spread unconsciously on his lips was both endearing and helpless: "Mangosteen is very cold, so people with cold bodies should not eat too much. She loves to eat, and she will tolerate it if she buys too much.
Eat it all without stopping."
The tenderness revealed unconsciously in her eyes instantly dazzled Ming Ruoshuang's eyes. Although she had not been in Longying for a long time, it was not short either. When had she ever seen Mr. Mo, who was always gentle and indifferent, showing such tenderness?
Such a tender side?
Even the words he said and the things he told her to do shocked her all the time. Those details that only the nanny would be aware of, he actually told them like a treasure. Such a pampering made people have to doubt that he was taking care of his mother.
The girl in has been cared for for many years.
However, this girl has never appeared in Longying.
"I want pistachios from the Farmer brand, and I also asked someone to go to the bookstore opposite to see if the second episode of "The Pharaoh's Bride" is out. If it is out, buy the whole set."
The inexplicable words brought back all Ming Ruoshuang's wandering thoughts. When she heard the name "The Pharaoh's Bride", her eyebrows lit up: "Mr. Mo also reads romance novels?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly had a thought in her mind and consciously closed her mouth.
She was so shocked by his instructions that she asked such a mentally retarded question. How could he look at this kind of junk culture? At most, it was just bought to appease the little woman in his arms.
She calmed down, saw that he was busy with his notebook again, recalled what he had just said, and then walked out the door with a light step.
Today's Mr. Mo opened her eyes. This was the first time since she came to Longying for more than a year that she discovered that he had such an affectionate side. If the woman sleeping in his arms was herself...
She shook her head and got rid of the unnecessary thoughts, leaving only a helpless smile on her lips. From this moment on, she no longer hated this vase-like girl. She believed in Mr. Mo's vision and the person he cherished.
How could it be just a vase?
However, Ming Ruoshuang really made a mistake this time. Ling Yuxi was not only a vase, but also a super big vase.
After entering the conference room inexplicably, Yu Xi has been nesting on the sofa in his office, holding a bunch of snacks and the newly published "The Pharaoh's Bride". Sometimes she laughs like a nympho, and sometimes her heart breaks because of the tragedy in the article.
I shed tears profusely. I did nothing else for the entire afternoon except reading novels and eating snacks.
The entire series of books was enough for her to spend an entire afternoon, and her calculations were inexplicably accurate. By the time he came out of the conference room, the series of novels had just been finished.
Seeing her red eyes, he couldn't help but smile: "What, the ending is a tragedy?"
Yu Xi sniffed and shook her head: "The ending is pretty good, we are finally together, but the experience in the middle was heart-wrenching."
When I saw the scene where the male protagonist almost died for the female protagonist, she almost cried to death.
He scratched the tip of her red nose inexplicably and smiled: "No matter how heart-wrenching it is, it's just a story, a fiction. What's so sad about it?"
"You don't understand, I'm not just reading it as a story." She rubbed the nose that he had scratched, and the pain in her eyes had not dissipated: "Why do I always feel that the plot is so familiar? It seems like I have experienced it myself.
Generally speaking, I feel extremely heavy when I look at it.”
The fingertips felt slightly cold for no reason, and the complicated emotions in his eyes flashed away so fast that people couldn't catch them. After rubbing her long hair, he returned to his desk and said, "In two days,
It’s time for you to go home for Christmas.”
When she heard the word "go home", a feeling of resistance rose up unconsciously. She pursed her thin lips, tore open the last pack of pistachios, and said nothing more.
Another year has passed, and I always have to go home.
"Will you go back with me this year?" After thinking about it, she suddenly asked.
Inexplicably, he raised his head and glanced at her, "Do you want me to go back with you?"
"If you don't refuse." It would be better than her being alone in that place.
His eyes fell back on the documents he had just spread out, "I don't have to refuse, but from now on, don't disturb my work. I need to finish all the things I did last year in these two days."
It is easy to do this without disturbing his work. After all, his inexplicable attitude towards work is too serious and it is not fun at all.
She sat back on the sofa. Not long after, her eyebrows suddenly brightened again. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a certain number:
"Wiyao, there's a handsome guy in our company, he's better than you."