wealthy daughter-in-law

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when I came out of the study.

Glancing at Su Huanhuan who just stuffed himself into the sofa, Mo Jia turned to leave, but his footsteps faltered.

He turned his head again, hesitated for a while, and gently picked her up, and sent her to the big bed in the bedroom.The phantom sleep pattern is not very good, he likes to wrap himself in a quilt, and when he gets to the bed, he wraps himself up like a cocoon, and his head is also arched in to sleep soundly.

It was a big bed that could accommodate three or four people, but she was tyrannizing it by herself. Mo Jia stood by the bed, turned around and returned to the study very calmly.

"Hehe, Chi Feng likes her."

At some point, the Chifeng that should have flown away was lying on his desk with a big thorn, its head resting on its paws, and its two little feet were leisurely raised.

Mo Jia didn't expect it to go back obediently at all, just glanced at it with lowered eyes, and lay down on the sofa, with his hands behind his head, his long hair scattered randomly, like an enchanting black peony.

Chi Feng shook his little wings, flew over and sat down on the coffee table beside him, blinking his big foggy eyes, and said worriedly, "But, if you don't bridal with her, you will be very dangerous!"

Mo Jia's slightly drooping eyes slowly opened, "How much longer?"

Chi Feng held three fingers and counted repeatedly, "It's not more than 40 days!" It flew over and sat on Mo Jia's chest, "You can't handle it yourself, only she can help you. Although Chi Feng Feng also likes her quite a bit, but I still don't want anything to happen to you!"

Chi Feng was a little tangled up.

"I'll find a way." He turned over again, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

"Hey~" Chi Feng shook his head helplessly, Mo Jia's temperament is very clear to him, no one can persuade him to make a decision.It fluttered its wings and flew towards the window, "Then be careful!"

The library suddenly fell silent.

Mo Jia was lying on his side, facing inward, with a pair of dark eyes, as bright as the sun.A ray of red light, in the pupil, is enchanting, blooming wantonly...

When Huanhuan opened her eyes, it was already dawn, she yawned and sat up from the bed.He looked around suspiciously, and brushed his messy hair.

Didn't she sleep on the sofa last night?

Suddenly, Mo Jia's warning rang in his ears, "This place is huge, you can sleep anywhere, except for the bed in the bedroom."

Except, that bed!

Huan Huan suddenly jumped to the ground, and when he saw the high-grade bed that he had trampled on, he immediately stepped down with a small face.

God, she must have crawled onto someone's bed in the middle of the night, right? !

It's over, it's over, Mo Jia must feel that she's thinking about him again!

Just when Huan Huan was annoyed, the door opened, and Sister Zhong walked in, and thoughtfully brought her new clothes.

Seeing the messy quilt and half of the quilt wrapped around Huan Huan's body, she finally smiled with satisfaction.

The young master is obsessed with cleanliness, if it wasn't for that kind of intimate relationship, how could he allow Huanhuan to sleep on his bed?It seems that she can return to the old man.

"Young Madam, why are you standing here? Hurry up and wash up and go downstairs to have breakfast." Sister Zhong said softly, calling Young Madam, but seeing Huanhuan seemed to be looking at a child who was not grown up. Much softer.

"Uh, Sister Zhong, where are Mo and Mo Jia?" Huan Huan blushed and asked in embarrassment.

"Master Sheng is back. The young master is downstairs, talking to him."

"Mo Sheng?" Huan Huan heard that it was Mo Sheng, hurriedly tidied himself up as quickly as possible, and ran downstairs directly.

In the living room, Mo Jia stood in front of the window, with his hands in his pockets, his black hair casually scattered behind his head, occasionally swaying slightly with the breeze, outlining a somewhat seductive charm.

Mo Sheng was sitting on the sofa, wearing a simple black suit, exuding his unrestrained chic to the fullest.Holding the coffee in his hand, he took a sip, put down the cup, and sipped his thin lips, "Officer groom, I changed two brides in one day, I'm afraid no one will be as lucky as you."

Mo Jia turned around slowly, and the sunlight came in from behind him, covering him in a dazzling brilliance.Ignoring the other party's teasing, he asked directly, "I didn't see you last night, where did you go?"

"Why? Miss me so much?" Mo Sheng smiled, and said lazily, "That ceremony is for you, it's enough for those old guys to come and join in the fun, I don't want to waste time on it."

While talking, a stunning orange-red flashed upstairs, and he rushed to Mo Sheng, "Mo Sheng!"

"Hey, hey, be careful!" Mo Sheng quickly got up, grabbed the person who rushed over, and looked at her with a smile.

A small orange sleeveless dress, a pair of silver stiletto sandals, very simple attire, but especially eye-catching on her.Moreover, only her fair and creamy skin can match this tantalizing orange red.The shoulder-length hair is tied into a ponytail, and the whole person looks youthful and beautiful, full of enthusiasm for life.

He laughed, "It's only been a day, and my little assistant has become a bride?"

Huan Huan was about to explain this to him, so he bowed his head to admit his mistake, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it happened so suddenly, I really didn't have a chance to tell you."

When she needed help the most, Mo Sheng extended a helping hand. Even though he was the second young master of the Mo family, he had no airs towards her and rarely had the illusion of making friends. intimacy.

But in the eyes of another person, such a harmonious and loving picture has completely changed its meaning.

Seeing his nominally newlywed wife rushing towards another man's arms early in the morning, being ignored so gorgeously by her, Mo Jia's eyes suddenly turned cold.He leaned there, watching with cold eyes, his chest was full of sullen anger, and the masculinity in his bones sometimes made trouble.

"Marry me, do you still need to explain to others?" He said lightly, a little carelessly.

Huan Huan was taken aback, and quickly said, "Mo Sheng is my boss, I'm leaving without saying goodbye, of course I have to ask him for leave!"

Her explanation was reasonable, but Mo Jia just didn't buy it, "I'm the general manager of m.o. If you want to ask for leave, shouldn't you ask me first?"

"Uh..." Huan Huan was at a loss for words for a moment.

Mo Sheng looked back, stared at him, and smiled meaningfully, "Why, you are very upset that your wife is my special assistant?"

Wife?

This word made Huan Huan blush and heartbeat, and quickly pulled off his sleeve, "Hey, what are you kidding?"

Her natural intimacy really hindered Mo Jia's eyes.

He raised his eyes, looked directly at Mo Sheng, said indifferently and coldly, "That's right."