Chapter 50 Will You Really Be My Savior?

"When the time comes, just tell me what you need, and someone will prepare it for you."

Qiao Mianmian: ""

Everything is ready?

Why did she feel that he had been thinking about letting her stay at his house all morning?

Thinking of the passionate touch when he kissed her, and his deep eyes full of fiery lust, Qiao Mianmian's heart suddenly became panicked.

The car was halfway through.

Qiao Mianmian couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep in the car.

She leaned her head against the car window, probably because sleeping in this position was uncomfortable. Her brows would tighten from time to time in her sleep.

Several times, my head hit the glass window, making a "dong" sound.

Mo Yesi was processing some emails while holding a notebook.

Before he finished, he heard movement beside him and turned his head to take a look.

Looking at the girl who was still frowning while sleeping soundly, she closed her notebook, stretched out her hand to rub her brows, and whispered: "Uncle Li, drive slower."

"Yes, Master."

Mo Yesi put the notebook aside, stretched out his hand, gently took the sleeping girl over, adjusted her sleeping position, and let her lie on his lap.

Then he picked up the suit jacket that he took off and gently put it on her body.

A few strands of bangs fell down, covering her eyes.

He stretched out his hand to brush it away, lowered his head and looked at her for a few seconds. His big hand fell on her pink cheek, and his palm touched the girl's beautiful and delicate face and gently rubbed it.

"Mianmian"

Slender white fingers slipped between the girl's picturesque eyebrows. His deep and cold eyes showed a faint expectation, and he murmured softly: "Lu Rao said, you will be my savior. You really are." My savior?"

Uncle Li happened to catch this tender scene in his eyes. His hands shook in shock, and the black Rolls-Royce instantly shifted its direction and almost hit the railing on the side.

He was so frightened that he quickly turned the steering wheel and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mo Yesi paused in stroking the girl's cheek, raised his head, narrowed his cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful."

"Yes, yes, Master."

Uncle Li wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and did not dare to be distracted again.

after an hour.

The black Rolls-Royce drove into a luxurious manor on the hillside in the suburbs.

The thick carved copper door slowly opened. In the security room at the door, the security guard stood up and bowed to the people in the car.

Tall plane trees were planted on both sides of the road, and the vast green lawn was neatly trimmed. The Rolls-Royce drove forward for a while, and finally stopped next to a fountain.

The car stopped, and after Uncle Li got out of the car, he walked around to the rear compartment and opened the door.

Mo Yesi got out of the car, and the manor's butler Ren immediately stepped forward, bowed at 90 degrees, and said respectfully: "Master, good evening."

"Um."

Mo Yesi nodded lightly, bent down and reached into the car, reaching out to take out Qiao Mianmian, who was sleeping soundly.

When he came out of the car again with Qiao Mianmian in his arms, Ren's eyes widened in shock.

As if he heard that the end of the world was about to come, he had a look of disbelief on his face.

Is he not dazzled? !

Is the young master holding a woman in his arms? !

He felt that he was quite frightened.

He immediately turned his head and asked Uncle Li what was going on with his eyes.

Uncle Li also looked back at him: Well, that's what you saw.

Renn: ""

He felt a little bad all over.

Terrified.

He received a call from the young master this afternoon, asking him to buy some women's daily necessities.

At that time, he didn't think much about it, wondering if his wife or old lady was coming to stay for a while.

But who knows, that woman is neither the madam nor the old lady, but the woman in the young master's arms! !