Cold CEO With Warm Love

Seeing that Wen Yiyi was still staring at himself with those big eyes of water Lingling, Mo Xiuchen paused a little and asked in a voice: "is there a problem?"

The intonation rises slightly. When the word "title" comes out, it has a trill at the end. It sounds very special.

Wenyiyi to his deep eyes, quickly shook his head and said: "No

forget it, he's the boss. He has the final say. He wants to do whatever he wants.

Don't you just eat what she has eaten? Even if he wants to eat her, it's a matter of anytime and anywhere.

Wen Yiyi thinks like this, white and tender small face floated layer upon layer again.

She took a cup of unopened soybean milk again, put on a straw and took a sip gently. From time to time, he looked up at Mo Xiuchen and saw that he didn't grab what he had just drunk. Wen Yiyi was a little relieved.

……

It was already nine o'clock when they finished their meal.

Mo Xiuchen and the signing representative of a company made an appointment to meet at XX coffee shop at 9:30. It's only 9 o'clock now, and it's estimated that it's only 10 minutes after 9 o'clock by car, so he's not in a hurry to leave now.

Simply put the leftovers on the table away and throw them into the garbage can. Mo Xiuchen glanced at the sofa and squatted on the ground to conceive the design draft. His eyes flashed slightly.

He went over and stood behind Wen Yiyi. He bent slightly, supported the coffee table with both hands, and looked down at her design draft on the coffee table.

The soft lines form a circle and pile up on the drawing. Mo Xiuchen stared at her for a long time, but he didn't see what Wen Yiyi wanted to draw. His slender white fingers knocked on the table. He looked at her and asked, "what do you want to draw?"

"Well..." Wen Yiyi's face was a little hot when he looked at her. She bowed her head and avoided his sight. Her eyes were staring at the design draft. She said truthfully: "at the end of next month, the school will hold a jewelry design competition to design a pair of wedding rings in the name of love. She won the first prize with a scholarship of 10000 yuan. The old teacher knew the situation in my family and helped me fight for a place, but..."

But up to now, she still has no clue, her brain is blank, and she doesn't know how to design it.

And still in the name of love, she has never talked about love, how can she know what it's like to like and love someone.

Think of this, Wen Yiyi can't help sighing, afraid to live up to the teacher for her to fight for the quota.

Mo Xiu Chen complexion didn't change of should a, stretch out a hand to touch her head, the voice is shallow, take a silk to comfort: "slowly come, not urgent."

"Well." Wen Yiyi nodded, thinking about the design draft, and didn't care about the ambiguous distance between them.

She didn't realize anything until his cold lips pressed on her little face. She looked up at him with a look of amazement.

Mo Xiu Chen saw her to see come over, simply stretch out a hand to stir up her chin, lowered a head to aim at her red lips to kiss up.

This kiss is not more than usual, with a tender and touching meaning, not deep, but wenyiyi still can't help feeling, fell in.

The little hand reached over his shoulder and responded softly.

Aware of her response, Mo Xiuchen's fundus flashed a faint light quickly.

If I just wanted to kiss her, I didn't have deep thought, but I was so excited by her response that I wanted to press her in my arms and bully her.

But time is not enough. It's ten past nine now. He'll have to leave at fifteen at most.