Cold CEO With Warm Love

Feel to embrace own hand slightly loosen, the temperature Yi rubs for a while then from Mo Xiu Chen's leg up and down.

Standing on the ground, Li slightly messy clothes, Wen Yiyi feet toward the door.

Open the door, look up, see standing at the door smiling at her song Qiaoyuan.

Wen Yiyi bit her lips, and her face was slightly embarrassed. She yelled at Song Qiaoyuan with a look of embarrassment How are you, Auntie

"Good, good." Song Qiaoyuan responded with a smile, came forward to take Wen Yiyi's hand and walked into the office together, saying: "Yiyi, have you been waiting for a long time? I'm really sorry. The traffic jam is a little late. You should have called earlier, otherwise I would have done it earlier... "

She was full of friendly and Wen Yiyi said, not because of their own identity put on any airs. And the words were warm, just like Wen Yiyi's mother was talking to her.

Although the words nagged some, but all the time through to her care and care.

This makes Wen Yiyi's eyes red all of a sudden.

When I think about it again, I can't help feeling guilty when I haven't looked at Mengxia for a long time.

After song Qiaoyuan finished, she didn't hear Wen Yiyi speak for a long time. She turned and looked at her. Then she saw that her eyes were slightly red. She asked, "what's the matter?"

Well, how to look like crying!?

Is she pulling her hand so hard that it hurts her!?

Wen Yiyi regained his mind and immediately shook his head. With a light smile on his face, he opened his mouth to song Qiaoyuan and said, "it's OK. I think of something."

"Oh." Song Qiaoyuan nodded and didn't think much.

She took Wen Yiyi to the sofa and sat down with her. Then song Qiaoyuan opened the food she had brought, took the food out of the box and put it on the tea table. She gently said to her, "let's eat. If we don't eat, it will be cold."

"Well!" Wen Yiyi nodded, picked up chopsticks to prepare for dinner, and then thought of something. Looking at her, she opened her mouth to ask something. Song Qiaoyuan quickly said: "I have eaten at home, you eat by yourself."

Wen Yiyi was relieved and began to eat.

Song Qiaoyuan looks at her with a smile, trying to find a topic to chat with Wen Yiyi, trying not to make the atmosphere embarrassed and make her uncomfortable.

Find out song Qiaoyuan's temperament, Wen Yiyi and her talk is not as restrained as yesterday.

Two people happy chat, direct Mo Xiu Chen to neglect.

Yu Guang glanced at the harmony on the other side of the sofa, and was completely ignored by his own woman and mother. Mo Xiuchen's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his dark color was slightly unpleasant, but he was helpless.

He put down the document in his hand, raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed, trying to attract the attention of Wen Yiyi and song Qiaoyuan.

As it turns out, it's still useful.

Hearing the cough, Wen Yiyi and song Qiaoyuan remembered that it was in Mo Xiuchen's office. They turned around and stared at him.

Mo Xiuchen calmly picked up the mobile phone to see a time, and then toward song Qiaoyuan said: "since the meal has been delivered, you also go back."

Song Qiaoyuan eyes a stare: "I just come, you drive me away?"

Moreover, if he lets her go, she will go. How shameless she is!

Anyway, she's also his mother. How long has she been here? As soon as she sits down, her buttocks are not hot. She's going to drive her away. Is this really a son?

Mo Xiu Chen eh a, eyes to the door side looked an eye, the eyes indicate.