Love of a wealthy family: only favoring Cinderella

Chapter 22 Bad Bad Bad Man Mo Mi still pretended not to understand, and asked again: "Are you dissatisfied with the wages here, feel that the wages are too low, or do you think...the working meals in the company are too poor and not nutritious?"

Why?How could he make fun of himself like this?And, in the name of seeming to care about employees?

Xia Cao, hated him so much, hated him so much, desperately needed to leave here, go to another dimension, turned around without answering a word, and hurried towards the closed door in a daze.

She turned around, just turn around, she, let's go, Mo Mi didn't panic at all, raised one corner of her beautiful mouth, and looked at her exquisite figure with interest.

As he thought, no matter how much she turned the doorknob, she couldn't open the metal door that seemed to lead to freedom and safety.

After twisting for 10 minutes, Xia Cao was no longer in vain. She tried her best to hold back the feeling of wanting to cry, turned around, and looked at him bitterly, "Open the door, I want to go out."

Mo Mi turned a deaf ear, a little smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she winked her left eye seductively, "Come here, come into my arms."

Xia Cao knew that she would be a fool if she passed by, bit her lips, and shouted fearlessly: "You are shameless, you are despicable, you and your two friends with human faces and beast hearts should both be sent to the [-]th floor of hell, forever Not overborn."

Mo Mi's expression remained unchanged, no one knew if he was angry or not.

After a few seconds of silence, he stood up, clapped his hands symbolically, and walked towards her gracefully, "Swearing hard enough, absolutely enough, classic enough." After complimenting, his perfect and slender body stood right in front of her. One step, he can face her intimately.

Such a distance is undoubtedly dangerous for Xia Cao.

Enduring the discomfort in her head, she took a big breath of fear, "Let me go, let me go... open the door..."

"You're gone, I'm the only one left here, and I'll be lonely." Mo Mi stared at her small face, and said with a hint of sadness and femininity, and then gently raised her fair and beautiful face. Holding her hand, she slowly raised her chin, "Stay here and stay with me."

"I don't...I don't..." Xia Cao shook her head tremblingly, quickly raised her hand, and excitedly waved away the hand that raised her chin, "Open the door, I want to go out."

"What if I don't?" Mo Mi still asked softly, took a step, and pressed her against the door panel lightly, raised her hand again, pinched her entire small jaw, and made her look at him , "Are you afraid of me? Afraid that I will eat you, aren't you?"

Yes, that is indeed the case.

Xia Cao couldn't help trembling, and tried her best to push his suppressed body, "Uh...let me go, I have no grudge against you."

"No enmity?" Mo Mi smiled softly, lowered her head, stretched out her tongue to lick her small earlobe, and asked hoarsely: "It means that if we have enmity, you won't resign, won't you leave? Hmm ?”

Xia Cao was helpless, knowing that no matter what he said, he would carefully find faults, so he closed his lips, struggled hard, and let him think and guess.

When she didn't speak, Mo Mi believed that she was acquiescing, so she raised one corner of her lips ghostly, imprisoned her, licked her lovely ears as a matter of course, turned her head slowly, and kissed her face wrapped in a thin silk scarf neck...

"Uh...no..." She was so scared, her beautiful eyes were wet helplessly, "don't do this...I hate you...hate you..."

"Hate it." Mo Mi kissed her and whispered, "There are many women who hate me, and there are many men who hate me. It's okay if you hate me alone. Immediately... I will make you 'hate' me even more A little." With a sound, he kissed her lips, gently tossed and sucked, and nimbly poked his tongue into her mouth to suck the nectar that had a special taste in her mouth.At the same time, a beautiful big hand was cruising wantonly on her graceful body, touching her breasts, rubbing nong irregularly...

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The next chapter, the main point...