There is always a big guy rewarding me in the live broadcast

Chapter 455 My skirt is the color of your tie (6)

At noon, the meeting is considered over.

The people in the studio kept pestering Mo Yunguo to sing, but all they got was Mo Yunguo's silence.

Singing or something, she really can't...

Qu Yan was dual-purpose, listening to the report and looking at Mo Yunguo at the same time, causing other people in the conference room to look at Mo Yunguo from the corner of their eyes, guessing what the president meant.

After the meeting, it was time for lunch.

Surprisingly, Qu Yan did not take Mo Yunguo out to eat, but asked his own nanny to deliver the meals.

Mo Yunguo didn't think there was anything wrong, but the people in the live broadcast room kept saying that something was wrong with Qu Yan.

When eating in the office, Qu Yan ate very little. Most of the time, he just watched Mo Yunguo eat with a smile in his eyes.

After the meal, Qu Yan asked Mo Yunguo to rest on the sofa in the morning, while he handled his official duties on the sidelines.

When Mo Yunguo gradually fell asleep, Qu Yan just put down the untouched document in his hand, and sat gently beside him.

His hand gently stroked Mo Yunguo's cheek, and his eyes fixed on Mo Yunguo's face.

"You guys, can you see it?"

Qu Yan whispered this unclear sentence, but it surprised the people who were watching the live broadcast.

They were in their own world, looking at Qu Yan in disbelief, they seemed to see that Qu Yan's eyes penetrated into their bodies through the live broadcast room.

By the time many people reacted, a layer of cold sweat was already forming on their bodies.

The live broadcast room suddenly fell silent, like a chilling cicada.

They didn't know whether Qu Yan could see the content in the live broadcast room. To be on the safe side, they chose to remain silent.

Qu Yan didn't seem to notice anything, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"It's really... long time no see..."

Qu Yan's slender hands gently stroked Mo Yunguo's closed eyes.

Some people in the live broadcast room guessed something, but chose not to say anything.

Qu Yan chuckled again, as if he was satisfied with the current situation.

"Don't be afraid, I can't see you."

He sighed softly, seemingly with infinite sorrow and resentment.

"Do you think what he said is true or false?"

"That's right, that look just now really scared me."

"Mom, it's been a long time, I broke out in a cold sweat."

"Who is this person?"

"I want to know too. That sentence just now scared me almost to my knees!"

"Aren't you afraid that he just lied to you..."

"Could you not expose it upstairs and let me quietly be a kid who doesn't know anything?"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, are you crying in fright!"

"Who is going to tell me who this ghostly man is! (Crazy)"

"Mama asked me why I was kneeling on the ground, can I say I was scared to kneel? (tears streaming down my face)"

Qu Yan really couldn't see the content in the live broadcast room, his live broadcast room had already been "sold".

Although he couldn't see it, he was familiar with the temperament of everyone in the live broadcast room, so he naturally guessed the reactions of most people in the live broadcast room.

Qu Yan didn't explain anything, but said softly: "If one day, she suspects me, are you willing to hide something for me?"

(End of this chapter)