Domineering president's special love

"That's..."

Yao Qiyue opened his mouth and wanted to explain.

But suddenly he was stunned again. No, why did she explain? Are they reconciled?

Yao Qiyue reached out and grabbed the ball from Chu Mo's hand.

What made Yan Chumo say: "does it have anything to do with you?"

Huh?

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows. Although he choked, he didn't mind.

"Bang."

Yao Qiyue sneered, "this refers to the pressure ball."

While talking, he squeezed it with his hand.

"Oh, like this, pinch hard!"

Yao Qiyue palmed hard and gnashed his teeth, as if the next second, the ball would be crushed by her!

However, since it is a pressure ball, it is naturally impossible to pinch and burst.

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "take your time."

Said, ready to go.

Yao Qiyue burst into flames and said, "Chu Mo!"

Chu Mo paused and frowned slightly, "huh?"

"You just left?" Yao Qiyue was angry.

Chu Mo was stunned. "Then, let's go to dinner?"

"You invited me to dinner?" Yao Qiyue looked a little loose.

"Ha ha."

Chu Mo smiled and shook his head.

"You think too much. Rong Yao and I are just going to the staff restaurant. Why don't we go together?"

"Bang!"

Yao Qiyue was cold. She thought that he would somehow express some apology for what happened that day. She didn't expect it to be like this.

"No!"

Yao Qiyue has a flat mouth.

Is she missing a meal? What she wants is an apology, okay?

"Yes."

Chu Mo nodded, but he didn't insist.

Rong Yao put things away and came out from the inside, "less ink..."

He looked at them and felt that he had come out at a bad time.

"That, Mo Shao..."

"Let's go."

Chu Mo looked at him and turned away.

Rong Yao felt guilty. "Mo Shao, didn't Miss Yao have lunch?"

"Yes." Chu Mo nodded and frowned.

"Well, how about..."

Bang!

Before Rong Yao finished, a ball threw a parabola in the air and hit the back of Chu Mo's head!

"Tut!"

Chu Mo covered the back of his head with a conditioned reflex and turned to look at it.

"Yao Qiyue!"

Chu Mo drinks low.

Although it's a soft pressure ball, it still hurts under the pressure of speed.

"Hum!"

Yao Qiyue was very angry. "Chu Mo, you... Are not interesting!"

"Less ink."

Rong Yao looked at them and didn't know what to say.

“……”

Chu Mo's thin lips closed tightly, holding his breath, "go!"

"Oh, yes."

Rong Yao followed behind Chu mo.

As they walked along, Rong Yao noticed Chu Mo's face and saw that it eased a little before he dared to speak.

"Mo Shao, in fact, I think Miss Yao is not a person who will die."

"So?"

Chu Mo looked at him and his mouth began to ring.

"So I can use her psychology unscrupulously? Rong Yao, Yao Qiyue is not mu Shiyu. "

“？”

Rong Yao was frozen.

"Oh."

Chu ink hooks his lips and smiles lightly.

"The Mu family owes you, and your family is ruined. How can you treat Mu Shiyu too much? If I were you, I would not turn back."

Chu Mo shook his head.

"But Yao Qiyue doesn't owe me. Do you understand?"

Rong Yao lowered his head and rolled his Adam's apple.

"Mo Shao, do you... Know?"

"I don't know."

Chu Mo smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"But Rong Yao, how many years have we known each other? You think I can't feel anything if you don't say anything? "