"It's none of your business." She somewhat mischievously made a face at him, because she jumped in the cold place, and then looked at his slightly thin expensive suit, "Zhang Boyan, aren't you cold?"

His answer was to hold her hand.

Mo Xiaobei was startled and immediately understood what he meant.

His palms were warm, almost scorching.

She said blankly, "Why are you so hot."

"Probably heartburn." He made a pun, but he let her go before she struggled, and then walked forward easily.

This time, Mo Xiaobei jumped beside him and said softly, "Zhang Boyan, how did you come out just now?"

He should be in the office or conference room.

"Can't I come out and see the scenery?" Zhang Boyan glanced: "but I didn't expect to see a little stupid dog."

"I'm not a stupid dog." Mo Xiaobei said, "Zhang Anxi is a stupid dog."

Zhang Boyan's eyes looked at her quietly and suddenly opened his mouth: "Anxi is a gift I gave to xiaowanzi's mother."

Mo Xiaobei gave a cry and looked up at him.

He stopped and focused.

"That's right." Mo Xiaobei squeezed out a smile, but her heart was a little uncomfortable. She couldn't tell what it was for.

Zhang Boyan smiled, "Mo Xiaobei, if you like, I can give you one."

Mo Xiaobei was startled and squeezed out a reluctant smile: "no, Mr. Zhang."

His eyes appeared that indulgence again, light: "you're welcome."

Mo Xiaobei didn't know how to answer for a moment and looked at him.

Zhang Boyan smiled. This time, he leaned over and leaned in front of her and whispered, "Mo Xiaobei is dumb. You used to have a sharp mouth!"

When he spoke, his voice was deliberately low and dumb, and the male breath and heat he vomited were directly sprayed on Mo Xiaobei's lips, which was very burning.

There was some despair in her heart: it's over. She might have to have a messy dream tonight!

Thinking in his heart, he stared at him, "Zhang Boyan, you are different from before."

"What's different?" He asked gently, but that kind of gentleness is also the gentleness of the superior, and it is a very attractive kind.

Mo Xiaobei hung his head and hummed, "it's just getting more annoying."

Then she was deliberately mean to him: "is it because Mo Nansheng married Zhang Hua, so your menopause was advanced?"

Then she looked at him with a little pride in her eyes.

Zhang Boyan looked at her and his eyes were burning: "do I have menopause? Mo Xiaobei, do you want to try?"

She was startled, took a step back and looked at him: "Zhang Boyan."

He smiled: "in this case, don't easily talk to men in the future. Men can't help teasing, especially beautiful little girls."

Mo Xiaobei muttered, "but I think you're teasing me."

As they spoke, they had entered the hall. The staff walking around said hello to Zhang Boyan and would carefully look at Mo Xiaobei, but no one dared to say more.

Zhang Boyan pressed the elevator and looked at Mo Xiaobei with a lazy look. "You can see it?"

When the elevator came, he went in, but Mo Xiaobei was standing at the door.

Zhang Boyan adjusted his clothes and coughed: "don't worry, I'm only interested in xiaowanzi's mother. Other women don't have gender attributes in their eyes."

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