Black Belly BOSS Big Sale: Cute Wife Take Home

Chapter 733 Why did Jing Mo do this

Soon, Yang Weiwei came.

She was wearing a bright red low-cut dress.

And the skirt is just at the base of the thighs, and if you bend over a little, it will definitely disappear.

Dressing like this is not to seduce people, Tang Tang doesn't believe it.

She never thought before that her good friend and classmate would actually have her husband's idea.

Tang Tang gritted his teeth bitterly, trembling with anger.

Li Lin put down her pen, picked up the laptop on the table, turned on some system, and then the monitoring screen of the president's office appeared in it.

Seeing the monitoring screen, Tang Tang wondered, "Why do you have the monitoring screen of the president's office?"

"I'm the president's secretary. It's not surprising that I have surveillance from the president's office."

"But, I remember, aren't the company's rules very strict? The secretary watched the surveillance in the CEO's office privately, and if he was discovered, he would be dismissed."

"If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how will the president know, unless you want to betray me." Li Lin said that I was risking my dismissal to help you.

Tang Tang was a little moved, and reached out to hug Li Lin: "Thank you, you are so kind, don't worry, I will definitely not betray you."

Being so moved by Tang Tang, Li Lin actually felt a little guilty and embarrassed.

Because, she didn't dare to open the surveillance screen of the president's office without permission.

It was Song Jingmo who asked him to do so.

Song Jingmo didn't say why she did this, but only told her that as soon as Yang Weiwei went to his office, she would turn on the surveillance in the office and show Tang Tang.

Li Lin can only follow suit.

In the monitoring screen, Yang Weiwei put the lunch box on the table, the monitoring screen is very clear, even the color of the nails painted on Yang Weiwei's hands can be clearly seen.

With a smile on her face all the time, Yang Weiwei opened the food box, took out two pairs of chopsticks and set them up, then walked to Song Jingmo's side, reaching out to pull Song Jingmo, but Song Jingmo moved away calmly.

Yang Weiwei knew that he didn't want to, so the smile on her face faded a little, but soon returned to normal.

Then Jiao Didi said: "Mr. Song, come, let's eat first. These are the ingredients I bought myself today, and I made the soup myself."

Song Jingmo twitched the corners of his lips in a rare way, as if he was very satisfied with Yang Weiwei's words.

Yang Weiwei put the food into Song Jingmo's bowl, and smiled bewilderedly and enchantingly: "Mr. Song, eat more. Seeing Mr. Song work so hard every day, I really feel sorry for him. Tang Tang is really, I'm here For a few days, I haven't seen her come to deliver meals to Mr. Song, and she doesn't care about Mr. Song at all. How about I come to deliver meals to Mr. Song every day from now on?"

Song Jingmo picked up the chopsticks and smiled faintly: "Okay, if you are willing, it is my honor."

Hearing Song Jingmo's words, Yang Weiwei's heart melted.

Song Jingmo's smile deepened a little, and Yang Weiwei was fascinated by it, and she really wanted to rush forward and put Song Jingmo to sleep.

"Go and close the door, what if someone comes in without eyes?" Song Jingmo whispered softly, as if to a lover.

Yang Weiwei had no resistance to Song Jingmo like this, she nodded repeatedly, and then got up to close the door.

But she was thinking in her heart that Song Jingmo must be doing something unsuitable for children if she asked her to close the door.

She has been running to Song Jingmo's office for so many days, and finally she has achieved some results?
Hearing the conversation between Song Jingmo and Yang Weiwei, Tang Tang was so angry that he almost smashed his laptop.

It was Li Lin's desperate grabbing of the notebook that prevented the tragedy from happening.

You know, this notebook is broken, and she has to pay for it.

Li Lin saw in the picture that when Yang Weiwei turned to leave, Song Jingmo quickly reached out and swapped the lunch boxes of the two, and quickly greeted Tang Tang: "Tang Tang, hurry up, look, the president changed the lunch boxes."

Seeing this, Tang Tang frowned, and looked at Li Lin: "Why did Jing Mo do this?"

Li Lin spread her hands, expressing that she didn't know either.

Then the eyes of the two returned to the screen.

Yang Weiwei closed the door, guessing what Song Jingmo was thinking, thinking that he was going to get closer to her.

With a bold heart, she stretched out her hand to pull down the revealing clothes she was wearing.

He really wanted to throw Yang Weiwei out, he didn't want to look at such a woman more.

Song Jingmo said with a smile: "Let's eat first, I will feel bad if I am hungry."

Hearing Song Jingmo's sweet words, Yang Weiwei couldn't care less about whether the words were true or not.

For her, even if it's fake, she's happy with it.

Yang Weiwei gave Song Jingmo a wink with a smile, hummed coquettishly, then returned to her seat, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the meal bite by bite.

Although she was eating, she kept staring at Song Jingmo, as if what she was eating was not rice, but Song Jingmo.

Seeing Yang Weiwei's gaze, Song Jingmo really felt nauseous, but he held back and swallowed the food one bite at a time.

The meal was almost finished, Yang Weiwei said charmingly: "Mr. Song, now the meal is over, we are going to..."

Yang Weiwei only spoke half of what she said.

Song Jingmo asked her to close the door just now, if she didn't have any thoughts, why did she close the door?
Yang Weiwei winked at Song Jingmo again: "Mr. Song, are you hot now? Let me help you undress."

"I think you should be the one who is hot." Song Jingmo stood up suddenly, and his face became gloomy.

Yang Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, baffled by Song Jingmo's sudden change of face.

But in the next second, she really felt her body getting hot.

This feeling is very familiar to her...

Yang Weiwei came to her senses all of a sudden, but she was a little puzzled: "Mr. Song, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Song Jingmo sneered, "You put the medicine in my lunch box, what do you mean?"

What Yang Weiwei meant, of course, was to sleep with Song Jingmo.

　Thank you for the reward of Xiaomo, I love you guys. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)