Chapter 120 Damn
After being silent for a while, Shui Yirou could only open the folder that the beauty director gave her. The work content listed in it was very detailed, and Shui Yirou understood the general idea after a quick glance.

Mo Chenfeng said that he had a very important meeting in the afternoon, and Shui Yirou didn't dare to neglect, after reading the documents on the table, he turned on the computer to sort out the materials.

"You have good adaptability, at least you are not staring at the computer in a daze, Shui Yirou, it seems that I underestimated you."

Holding the coffee, Mo Chenfeng walked gracefully in front of Shui Yirou, looked at her with eyes as cold as the bright moon, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was indescribably charming, but it was a pity that Shui Yirou was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him, Staring at the computer all the time, trying to ignore the existence of this man.

"It's been a hard morning, would you like a cup of coffee? If you are exhausted, I will feel sorry for you." Shui Yirou's ignorance made Mo Chenfeng a little angry, but he perfectly concealed it.

Pushing the coffee in her hand in front of Shui Yirou, then gently lifted Shui Yirou's chin, stopping the work she was doing, so that her eyes could only look at herself.

"Thank you, President, for your concern. Work is my job. I don't want to affect the work of the president because of my mistakes, so please let go. I haven't finished my work yet." Looking into Mo's dusty eyes, water Yirou didn't panic at all but calmed down too much, Mo Chenfeng's hand could not help tightening, pinching Shui Yirou's jaw.

"Working hard is a good thing, but you must also know how to combine work and rest. As I said, if you are exhausted, I will feel sorry for you."

Mo Chenfeng lowered his head ambiguously, pulling the distance between them closer, Shui Yirou could clearly feel his warm breath, and even hear his heartbeat, which was so obvious that her heart followed him. Violent beating.

"President, do you have such a cynical attitude towards everyone? If your wife saw it, how would you explain it?" With a mocking smile, Shui Yirou forcefully opened Mo Chenfeng's hand, Then move back half a foot, keeping an appropriate distance.

Mo Chenfeng, this man who never plays cards according to common sense, what kind of tricks does he want to play, isn't the humiliation given yesterday not enough?He is bored.

"Explain? I never need to explain to anyone." This time, Mo Chenfeng directly stretched out his hand to pull Shui Yirou up, and then tightly wrapped her in his arms.

Mrs?What a ridiculous name, if Shui Yirou hadn't betrayed Mo Chenfeng, she would already be Mo Chenfeng's wife at this time, and now she actually mentions his wife in front of him, it's like slapping Mo Chenfeng in public, which makes him extremely embarrassing and embarrassing. anger.

"President, please let me go. This is the office. I am your employee. I don't want to be misunderstood by anyone." Mo Chenfeng's embrace was too familiar, and Shui Yirou hated the warmth of nostalgia.

But nostalgia is nostalgia, and it has nothing to do with rejection. Now, the relationship between her and Mo Chenfeng is just a boss and a subordinate. In the office, the president openly hugs his secretary. If someone sees it, the influence will be bad. Yirou doesn't want to ask for trouble.

"I never care what other people think." Following the intimate whisper, Mo Chenfeng closed Shui Yirou's soft earlobe, licked and bit it lightly, which made Shui Yirou shiver involuntarily.

He's making fun of it!The president is molesting~ teasing his subordinates in the office. It's too much. Does he have the consciousness to be the president?It's horrible.

(End of this chapter)

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