Cold CEO With Warm Love

Mo Xiuchen sits behind her body. Wen Yiyi doesn't dare to lift his head. He tries to minimize his sense of existence. He only eats the dish or two in front of her.

How could he not see her strange.

Mo Xiu Chen's facial expression light ground glances at her one eye, pushed bowl toward her side, motioned her to clip dish.

Wen Yiyi looked at the bowl in front of his eyes and paused.

She looked up at the man on the other side, but saw that he was also looking at himself, with an indifferent look on his face. Yu Guang looked at the dishes on the table from time to time.

She is not stupid, instantly understood what he meant, holding chopsticks to his clip vegetables.

Mo Xiu Chen brow a pick, stretch out a hand to turn bowl in front of, pick up chopsticks to begin to eat.

Lu Xiangyi looked at the scene in front of him. He felt that his chest was stuffy and he wanted to go up and kick Wen Yiyi off the chair, but he just thought about it and didn't dare to do it.

Xiu actually asked Wen Yiyi to bring him vegetables. He still used the chopsticks that Wen Yiyi had eaten! It's not public chopsticks!

Isn't he a serious cleanliness addict?

Lu Xiangyi frowned more tightly, the whole person is absent-minded, buried in a few mouthfuls of rice, the more you eat, the more tasteless you feel. After a few mouthfuls, you throw down your chopsticks.

Looking at the man on the opposite seat, Lu Xiangyi hesitated and said, "Xiu, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

In fact, my heart is extremely eager to get a response from him, asking her what is the response.

However Mo Xiu Chen just lightly "Er" a, other of connect a redundant facial expression all have no.

Lu Xiangyi's heart was full of pain.

She lowered her eyelids and sighed silently in her heart. Then she got up from her chair, turned around and walked back step by step.

As soon as Lu Xiangyi left, Wen Yiyi and Mo Xiuchen were left in the living room.

She lowered her head and ate the white rice in the bowl. He didn't speak. The atmosphere was a little embarrassed.

"Wenyiyi." He suddenly called out to her.

Hear Mo Xiu Chen to shout oneself, the temperature depends on to lift head to see toward him mistily, full face don't understand of facial expression.

He was still chewing rice in his mouth. His cheeks were bulging and he asked, "what's the matter?"

"After eating, I'll go back to my room and go on a business trip with me in the afternoon." He said faintly, looking at the dishes on her chopsticks, he grabbed them and ate them impolitely.

Mo Xiu Chen eyebrows slightly Yang once: Lu Xiang Yi is in dish put sugar? Why does he eat sweeter and sweeter.

Wen Yiyi looked at him in a dazed way, and after a while he came back to himself.

Little hand pointed to himself, a face of incredible: "accompany you on business?"? Can I help you? "

This thing Isn't that what a secretary should do?

How come it's her turn??

They're just that relationship! It's not the relationship between boss and subordinates!!

Mo Xiuchen nodded, "well."

"But I..." Wen Yiyi opened his mouth to refuse. As soon as he raised his head, he looked into his deep eyes. When he came to his mouth, he could not help but stop.

"But what?" He asked, tugging at the corners of his lips, looking at the strange light in her eyes.

Wenyiyi was his eyes to see the spine inexplicably cold, quickly shook his head, "no, nothing."

"Good boy." He rubbed her head with his big hand and made her hair in a mess.

Wen Yiyi tilted his head to avoid his hand, but he pressed her head and rubbed it more happily.

"Mo Xiuchen, what are you doing? Don't rub it... " She raised her head and glared at him with a discontented look on her face. Shuilingling's eyes were big and full of anger.