Chapter 59 You hurt me

Qiao Mo was really afraid that Xiao Yan could do something excessive in the office.

After all, if he really wanted to do something, with her power, he couldn't stop it at all.

The man's thin lips curled slightly, drawing a mocking arc, "I think you're right, some things don't fit, so you shouldn't force yourself to fit them. For example, cheap belts."

Jomo pressed his fingertips against the hard belt buckle, froze slightly, his face turned pale, and asked tentatively, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Tan Hei's eyes stared at her stunned expression.

No matter how dull Qiao Mo was, he still felt that the atmosphere was not right. From the large rosewood desk, he supported his stomach with one hand, and pressed the desk with the other hand, and slowly got down to the ground, "Let's eat."

Xiao Yan pushed her little hand away, "Go ahead, I have an important meeting to attend."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, a little disappointed, but he said obediently: "Oh, then go quickly."

Xiao Yan pressed her temple, she... really didn't want to stay?

He exhaled heavily, the anger in his chest was faintly piled up and exploded...

She was still supporting her slightly protruding abdomen with one hand, and the other hand was pressed against the desk behind her. The gap in her heart had not yet eased, her eyes darkened, and her lips suddenly felt painful.

"Well……"

Biting, devouring, crushing her lips coldly and mercilessly.

The soft little hand rested on his broad shoulders, and frowned: "Xiao Yan...you hurt me..."

After the kiss that almost made her suffocate, after ruthlessly brushing over his lips, his heavy breath matched hers, pressed the corner of her lips, and said coldly: "I did something wrong, so you sent me food to please me? Jomo, in your eyes, I'm just so easy to get rid of?"

"What are you talking about... I don't understand..."

Since he entered this office, he has been talking coldly and sarcasticly to her. She endured it and did not lose her temper, but he intensified it.

Xiao Yan unbuttoned the belt buckle with his slender fingers, and smiled coldly, "Since you are here to curry favor with me, I don't mind if you change your method."

Jomer was placed on the desk again by him, a little afraid, and resisted his approach, "But this is the office..."

Someone will come in.

"Good boy, it's right here." Without his order, no one dared to come in.

Qiao Mo: "Xiao Yan..."

Her words were blocked in each other's mouths.

In fact, what she wanted to say was——

I'm so tired, can you let me go?
Joe lost by default.

……

At the last moment of the outbreak, Jomo whimpered like a kitten and cried out.

Xiao Yan didn't accompany her to eat, and after pulling her to do it once, he threw a clean spare shirt to her.

Her clothes were torn.

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When Assistant Russell went into the office to pick up the documents, he saw a slender person curled up in the corner of the sofa, wrapped in a white shirt, with bare feet, two white thighs exposed, and long hair lazily messed up Sleeping soundly on the pillow.

The little woman's face was still flushed after being loved and loved.

In the air, there is a smell of love that has not dissipated.

The shirt, she recognized, belonged to Mr. Xiao.

Hmph, where's the wild child, he's young, but his ability to seduce men is top-notch.

"Miss, please go out please."

The voice was cold, without a trace of humanity.

Qiao Mo was woken up, his eyes were sleepy, "...Are you Xiao Yan's assistant?"

"Yes."

"Has Xiao Yan finished the meeting? If he hasn't finished, I'm going home first."

Jomo looked at the time, it was getting late.

Russell frowned. Did the girl not hear what she said, or did she pretend not to understand?
"Miss, I said, please go out."

Qiao Mo blinked, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, "But I have to tell Xiao Yan before leaving, otherwise he will be angry."

Russell felt that the little girl was a bit aggressive, and sneered: "Don't think that you have a special status with Mr. Xiao after having sex with Long, the bed once. Let me tell you, you and the other women I have dealt with are very special to Mr. Xiao. Same. So get your check and get out."

Qiao Mo became more and more confused, "Xiao Yan didn't write me a check."

"Oh, Ganqing is waiting for Mr. Xiao to write you a check, that's why you refuse to leave?"

No one has a good temper after hearing the humiliating words.

Qiao Mo frowned and said, "Because you said you were Xiao Yan's assistant, so I don't want to quarrel with you."

"You're not very young, but your tone is not young! Do you know what kind of woman Mr. Xiao hates the most?" Russell picked up his lips and smiled contemptuously, and looked at her with disgust, "Mr. disgust."

Qiao Mo bit his lip and didn't have the strength to argue with her, so he just said, "I don't need you to teach me what Xiao Yan hates."

"you……!"

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Jomo arrived at the door of a conference room and tiptoed outside to see if anyone was in a meeting.

Holding the doorknob with her small hand, she unscrewed it accidentally.

For a moment, all eyes looked over at the same time.

She froze at the door, at a loss as to what to do, the soles of her feet seemed to be covered with glue, and she couldn't move them.

Xiao Yan frowned deeply, his eyes flashed sharply, and his voice was stern, "Get out!"

"I..." Qiao Mo suppressed the words on the tip of his tongue, lowered his face and turned to close the door of the meeting room.

Xiao Yan in the conference room was disturbed by the sudden intrusion of the little woman.

Pressing the brow bone, "I'm here today, the meeting is over!"

……

Qiao Mo wandered carelessly in the corridor, mentally listless. On the one hand, it was because of exhaustion, and on the other hand, it was because of Xiao Yan's attitude.

Shaking his little head, forget it, don't miss him anymore.

"stop!"

She said she really didn't want him, but now she is having auditory hallucinations?

keep going...

"Jomo, come here!"

She was startled, as if it wasn't an auditory hallucination...

As soon as he turned around, he saw Xiao Yan standing not far away with a dark and handsome face, faintly about to lose his temper.

She stood there and asked him, "Have you finished driving?"

"How many times do you want me to say it? Come here."

Who allowed her to run around in the company corridor dressed like this?She thinks this is Xiao's garden?
The white shirt covered her denim shorts. It looked like she was not wearing anything underneath. The men's shirt, which was too big for her, was wide and long and covered her slender body. Two slender white legs It is even more tempting.

Although there is a central air conditioner in the entire corridor, in such cold weather, she is a pregnant woman who is four months pregnant, and it really doesn't matter if she runs around wearing so little?Or... is she really dressed like this on purpose to attract men?
damn it!
In my mind, Song Xiazhi's words echoed over and over again, about the relationship between Qiao Mo and Rong Chengmo...

Is she really that indiscreet?
Jomo wanted to endure the pain and walk over, but with a glance, he saw Russell approaching slowly.

The small mouth pouted, acting coquettishly on purpose: "Xiao Yan, my leg hurts..."

Xiao Yan narrowed his black eyes, when did this little thing learn to push his nose to his face, and told her to come over, she had the guts to say that her leg hurts.

"Want me to hug you?"

As soon as Qiao Mo heard the cold voice, he immediately regretted it, and shrank his neck, "Forget it..."

But the man opposite had already walked upright with steady steps.

When he condescendingly bent down and hugged her, he asked in a low voice: "Who taught you how to push yourself?"

Although the tone was stern and cold, it could vaguely reveal a kind of doting.

Jomo put his disheveled head on his chest, wrapped his hands around his neck, and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

Xiao Yan gave her a cold look, as if saying "serve it", and snorted.

Luo Su froze in the corridor, with a look of irresponsibility on his face, "Mr. Xiao, I didn't take good care of her and let her run around and disturb you."

Qiao Mo glanced at Xiao Yan secretly, Wannian's iceberg face showed no emotion.

The man glanced down at the little woman in his arms, and said calmly: "Indeed, I'm bothering you."

If he disturbed him, the meeting could not go on.

Russell smiled triumphantly, "Miss, don't you know how to be funny? President Xiao will have a social event later, so I don't have time to play house with you here."

Qiao Mo was a little embarrassed, he was debating whether to jump out of Xiao Yan's arms, but the big hands clasped on her back and the bend of her legs tightened tightly.

"The evening entertainment is cancelled."

Russell's red lips parted slightly, a little surprised, "But..."

Qiao Mo raised his face, his eyes were clear, "Then let's go eat."

The man snorted lightly, and didn't refuse, it was a promise.

Russell was left alone, unable to speak a word.

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in the office.

The food in the insulated lunch box was cold. Seeing a microwave oven in the office, Jomo stood up holding the lunch box, "I'm going to heat up the food."

Xiao Yan lifted the lunch box in her arms away, and asked, "Does your leg hurt anymore?"

Qiao Mo looked at his back and muttered softly, "It's not that my leg hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?"

"There...uh...no pain there."

When the man came back after heating up the food, Qiao Mo sat beside him obediently and ate together.

He bit his chopsticks and asked, "Are you really not going to have a big meal and eat this here with me?"

Xiao Yan glanced at her, staring at her small mouth biting chopsticks, his gaze sank, and he approached, "You like biting chopsticks so much?"

Jomo immediately stopped biting. He said that it is impolite to bite chopsticks.

"Chest pain?" A big cool palm was protruding between her lips, "Is it still here?"

Qiao Mo's little face was blushing, and he faltered: "No..."

"I knead."

Jomo: "..."

Jomo got out of his arms shyly, "I'm going to the bathroom!"

The corners of Xiao Yan's lips hooked slightly.

Staring at that slender figure, I couldn't help feeling in my heart again. Even if I knew that the relationship between her and Rong Chengmo was extraordinary, I clearly knew...

But he still couldn't lose his temper with her, and couldn't calm down.

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Russell knocked on the door and came in, and saw Xiao Yan was really eating in the office, "Mr. Xiao, do you want me to negotiate with her? She should have caused you a lot of trouble by pestering you like this."

"Do you think she is pestering me and causing trouble to me?"

In fact, he didn't dislike Qiao Mo's clinging, clinging and... her occasional acting like a baby.

Although it was expected that she showed weakness and acted like a baby to him just now, it was just to save her dignity and face in front of Russell, but still, in her soft tone, her heart melted.

"President Xiao, is she...?"

Even though Xiao Ruqing announced Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo's engagement to the outside world, they did not report it to the media. It only caused quite a stir at the charity banquet.

Most people still don't know where Mrs. Xiao is and who is sitting there.

"It's just an insignificant woman who plays on every occasion, and deserves Assistant Luo's concern?"

Jomo had just turned the door and stood behind the bathroom door when he heard these cool words.

Qiao Mo's eyes just fell on Xiao Yan's cold side face, indifferent and indifferent.

It's not like you're joking.

Bai Nen's small hands were tangled on the doorknob and tied into a small knot.

Could it be that he felt that she, Mrs. Xiao, had embarrassed him?

Lowering her clear eyes, she smiled wryly, yes, why did she forget that Xiao Yan never liked to confess their relationship in front of outsiders.

Even if she already had his child.

(End of this chapter)

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