Chapter 70
Ye Liran stared at him blankly, as if she wanted to see his heart through his eyes, the eyes that were always hazy and hazy gradually became beautiful.

Like the spring breeze in March, a peach blossom blooms.

"In that case..." Jun Mohan's hand moved from Ye Liran's lips to her face.

"No more." Ye Liran turned her face away.

"Hehe." Jun Mohan smiled lowly.

Ye Liran, who felt that his intuition was being teased by him again, gave him a blank look.

"Mrs. Jun, you are injured now." The implication was that even if he wanted to do something like a beast, he couldn't do it.

"Be patient, I will naturally satisfy you when you recover from your injury." Jun Mohan pinched her face to comfort her.

Ye Liran: "..." I was molested again.

Ye Liran thought this was the most embarrassing moment, but when she heard the coughing by the door, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Well, I didn't hear anything." Achuan said without silver 300 taels here.

"Say something outside." Jun Mohan walked outside.

Knowing that he didn't want to talk about business in front of her, Ye Liran didn't feel anything, she sat on the bed and patted her face.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rang, Ye Liran was about to pick it up, when Mei Zi happened to come in from outside.

"Ma'am, I'm coming." Meizi picked up the phone, slid the button, and placed it next to Ye Liran's ear after answering the call.

It was Ye Ranran's client who called, and it turned out that tomorrow is the time to submit the manuscript, and I have been unable to contact her online, so I called to ask.

"I had some accidents these days, and I'm in the hospital now, but the draft has been drawn, I just need to trouble you to go to the hospital." Ye Liran's tone was gentle and her voice was sweet.

"Today? Yes, yes, see you later."

Just after hanging up the phone, Jun Mohan came back.

"Who are you calling?" His tone was a little dangerous, and he didn't know what he heard.

Ye Liran didn't understand that he was fine just now, why suddenly changed his face again, looked at him suspiciously and said: "My client, I will come to get the design draft later, why are you so dark?"

"It's just that I'm running around because I'm afraid you're not well yet." Jun Mohan's haze dissipated quickly.

A Chuan behind him turned his back to them, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Just now the president was in the middle of signing the documents, and he walked in quickly after hearing his wife's voice.

He had never seen the president look so eager, as if his wife would be snatched away by some wild man if he was a little slower.

"By the way, don't you have to go to work today?" Ye Liran glanced at A Chuan behind him.

"A Chuan, wait for me outside." Jun Mohan rolled his eyes and walked over.

"Oh, good." Achuan took Meizi out as well.

"Retire today, why? Madame doesn't seem to like me being by your side." Jun Mohan's voice was low and bewitching.

"I'm just afraid that you will delay your business." Ye Liran turned to look out the window.

"No matter how big a business is, it's not as important as being with your wife." Jun Mohan said flatly.

These words fell into Ye Liran's heart lake like a stone, causing ripples to ripple round and round.

This man always gave her the illusion that he wanted her.

The pink color spread from Ye Liran's face to the roots of the ears, and the bright red and white skin was tempting to taste.

Jun Mohan did indeed do that.

This time it was just a taste, and soon, Jun Mohan let her go.

Because the phone in his pants rang.

Looking at Jun Mohan's back, Ye Liran calmed down and got up from the bed. She and the client made an appointment to meet in the garden of the hospital at eleven o'clock.

It's ten o'clock now, she washes her face, and then takes a walk in the garden.

(End of this chapter)

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