Chapter 530 Why Is He Always the One Who Gets Hurt?

If he keeps his promise to her, his future life will be uncomfortable.

He can promise her anything, but he can't not touch her.

"Okay, don't bother me." Qiao Mianmian knew that he was busy with work and had a lot of things to do, so she said to him sensibly, "Go and do your work, don't massage me anymore."

She pressed down Mo Yesi's hand that was still massaging her thigh.

After he massaged for a while, the uncomfortable feeling on her body had actually eased a lot.

"Knock knock knock."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and at the same time, there was Wei Zheng's voice, "Mr. Mo."

"Come in."

Mo Yesi combed Qiao Mianmian's black and soft long hair with his fingers, and held her little hand with his other hand, gently pinching her tender palm.

When Wei Zheng pushed open the door and walked into the office, he saw this dog-abuse scene.

His family has always put work first. Once they get into work, they will devote themselves to official business wholeheartedly. President Mo, who will never slack off during work, did not sit at the desk and concentrate on handling official business as he thought.

Instead, he sat on the sofa with the young lady in his arms in a sticky posture.

The moment Wei Zheng walked into the office, he saw his president Mo lower his head and kiss the young lady.

The young lady was probably shy, and she blushed and pushed him away.

President Mo grabbed the young lady's hand and kissed the back of her hand again.

Wei Zheng "..."

Why is he always the one who gets hurt.

Can't they care about him, a single dog, and consider what his mood would be at the moment.

Qiao Mianmian felt embarrassed to be so affectionate in front of Wei Zheng.

So she wanted to push Mo Yesi away.

But the man didn't allow her to leave. He held her waist tightly with his arms and imprisoned her in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yesi held the soft and fragrant girl in his arms and looked at Wei Zheng with unfriendly eyes.

It seemed that he was telling him that if it wasn't something particularly important, he would be dead.

When he met his eyes, Wei Zheng trembled and said hurriedly, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Zhang from Shengyue is here and waiting for you in the reception room."

"Mr. Zhang?" Mo Yesi raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Okay, I know. Let someone entertain you first, I'll be there soon."

"Yes."

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, he immediately turned around and strode out of the office.

After all, the dog's life is important.

Mo Yesi looked down at the girl in his arms and said gently, "Baby, I have to leave first. When I come back, we will go out for dinner, okay?"

"Well, go ahead." Qiao Mianmian nodded and responded obediently.

She didn't dare to delay his work. After all, men like Mo Yesi calculate their time in money, and she couldn't afford to delay.

Mo Yesi liked her well-behaved appearance very much. His chest was full of tenderness. He couldn't help pinching her jaw and kissing her.

It was ten minutes before he left the office.

The man left with a satisfied look on his face.

On the sofa, Qiao Mianmian's eyes were blurred, her lips were red and swollen, and she was panting from his kiss.

Lunch was scheduled at a restaurant with a good environment, which looked very romantic and suitable for a date.

After dinner, because Qiao Mianmian had to go to school to ask for leave, Mo Yesi asked Uncle Li to take her to school first.

When Qiao Mianmian was about to arrive at school, she suddenly remembered something when she saw a pharmacy on the opposite road.

She asked Uncle Li to pull over.

Mo Yesi frowned slightly, looked out of the car window, and asked in confusion, "Why are you parking here? Haven't you arrived at your school yet?"