Chapter 822: Master Gong, Mr. Qiao Is Here

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Chapter 822 Mr. Gong, Mr. Qiao is here

Mo Yesi raised his deep black eyes and looked at her. The expression on his handsome face was slightly calmer than before.

He was obviously pleased by what she just said.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, but his face was still tense: "I didn't ask you for it."

"Yes, yes." Qiao Mianmian continued to hold back her laughter and coaxed a certain arrogant man, "You didn't ask me for it, I wanted to buy it for you myself."

"Buy me something expensive?"

"Well, if you buy something expensive, pick the most expensive one."

"I didn't force you."

"Yes, yes, you didn't force me. Everything was of my own free will."

"Then what you said, I'll go to the mall to buy it later." When Mo Yesi said this, his eyes were already filled with a faint smile, and the corners of his lips were raised a little bit.

He reached out and pulled Qiao Mianmian into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and opened a document with her in his arms: "Please accompany me to read the last few documents, and then I can get off work."

Qiao Mianmian twisted in his arms, adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position, put her arms around his waist, hugged him and said, "Will my behavior affect your work?"

The girl in my arms smells soft and fragrant.

The tempting sweet fragrance lingered in his nose. It was impossible to say that it had no impact on him at all.

He was always a little distracted when holding her.

Want to do something else.

But the feeling of holding her was so wonderful that he couldn't bear to let her go.

He took a deep breath, endured the heat caused by her twisting just now, lowered his voice, and his words were a little hoarse: "Baby, as long as you don't move around in my arms, you won't do anything to me." What impact.”

"Otherwise, if you twist it a few more times, I may not be able to guarantee what will happen in a while."

As if to prove his words, there was an honest reaction somewhere.

Qiao Mianmian sat on his lap and felt it immediately.

A wave of heat rose on her face, and she froze in his arms in fear, not daring to move any more.

Last night... this man had been struggling for too long.

Moreover, after tossing her in so many different ways, her legs are still sore until now.

She didn't want to be tortured again before she could recover...

A private club.

In the antique-styled courtyard, a handsome and charming man sat in a pavilion.

Surrounding the pavilion is a pond filled with pink lotus flowers.

The man was leaning on the vermilion railing, holding a piece of fish food in his hand. With his long, white and jade-like fingers, he twisted the fish food in the small porcelain bowl and threw it into the pond, attracting a group of fish to compete for the food.

There are exquisite tea sets on the stone table nearby. The tea master in the club holds a purple clay pot and pours water into the tea cups. As soon as the hot water is poured in, the refreshing fragrance of tea rises into streams of white smoke and spreads everywhere.

The air is filled with the sweet and pleasant fragrance of tea.

The tea master held the tea cup and brought it respectfully and carefully to the man who was feeding the fish: "Mr. Gong, please taste it."

Gong Zeli threw some more fish food into the pond, then turned around, took the wet handkerchief handed over by the waiter on the side, and wiped his hands.

After wiping, I took the cup of tea.

Just as he took a sip, he heard footsteps approaching slowly.

After reaching the pavilion, the footsteps stopped.

A respectful voice sounded: "Mr. Gong, Mr. Qiao is here."

Gong Zeli lazily raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Qiao Ruhai who was standing there with an uneasy look on his face, he curled his lips and said,