Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 745 Are you feeling sorry for him?
It was too much trouble last night, and she still has a backache and leg pain, not to mention walking in high heels all day.

Ye Liran, who is used to wearing high heels, has no pressure to let her walk for a day, mainly because last night was too much trouble.

In fact, she didn't know that Jun Mohan really wanted to wash it for her, but it's just that he has a document that needs to be dealt with urgently.

It was from Zhou Xian.

Before finding out how Song Ze knew about the previously leaked documents, even worse news came.

He must stop it now, otherwise Zhou Xian might be affected.

Jun Mohan calculated the time and ended the conversation with Zhou Xian in time before Ye Ranran came out.

"Are you busy?" Ye Liran brushed her hair, stood by the door and looked at Jun Mohan.

"But do you feel sorry for me?" Jun Mohan walked in front of her, his eyes locked on her.

The deep and bewitching eyes made people want to sink involuntarily, Ye Liran slightly lowered his eyelids: "Naturally, my heart aches."

"How distressed is it?" Jun Mohan asked solemnly.

Ye Liran found that no matter what, this person has a way to tease him.

"A little bit." Ye Liran gestured to mark out a spot the size of a fingernail.

"It's just that little, thanks to me caring so much about Ranran, but it makes me sad." Jun Mohan whispered in Ye Ranran's ear.

The scorching breath sprayed on Ye Liran's face, and Ye Liran blushed.

This man is trying to tease her in different ways.

"Does your promise to me still count?" Ye Liran quickly changed the subject.

At this time, she just wanted to change the subject and escape the catastrophe.

But today Jun Mohan didn't want to just let her go.

"Why don't you comfort me?" He was so sad, at least give him some rewards, right?

Ye Liran stood on tiptoe, and lightly brushed Jun Mohan's lips with her lips: "Okay, can we go now?"

Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes, a narrow smile flashed in his eyes, he took Ye Liran's hand and said, "Let's go, post your blessing."

The butler had already prepared everything he needed, and when he saw Jun Mohan and Ye Ranran coming down, he quickly stood aside.

Jun Mohan smeared the back of the word "Fu" with paste, and brought it to the door.

Ye Liran was wearing a down jacket, standing next to Jun Mohan.

Looking at the five-meter-high door, she raised her eyebrows and said, "How do you plan to get up?"

"Fly up, do you believe it?"

"Think of yourself as an ancient hero." Ye Liran rolled his eyes.

Jun Mohan didn't know where to fight the ladder: "You can't be a hero, but you can be a flower picker, and you can pick this flower."

"Okay, I'll pick it for you too." Ye Liran teased back.

"Wait, I'll pick you in a while." Jun Mohan stepped on the ladder, holding the word "Fu" in his hand, leaning against the door slightly, looking at Ye Liran standing below: "Is it okay to stick it like this?"

"It's a little crooked, point it to the side."

Jun Mohan moved a little further to the side.

"Moved too much, move it back."

Under Ye Liran's command, Jun Mohan spent half an hour finally finishing posting the blessing.

Then hang up two bright red lanterns.

Under the red light, Ye Liran's face turned redder.

Jun Mohan hugged her tightly: "But is what you said just now still count?"

The hint in Jun Mohan's eyes was too strong, too strong for Ye Liran to ignore.

She turned her face slightly: "What did I say just now? I don't remember."

"You don't remember, I remember, you said just let me pick, don't you know that what you say counts?"

(End of this chapter)