Domineering president's special love

In the evening, Chu Mo got up.

Rong Yao pushed the door in and held his mobile phone, "less ink, phone."

Huh? Chu Mo was surprised. Whose phone is it?

Rong Yao explained, "yes, Miss Shi..."

Qinghuan? Chu Mo was surprised. Didn't he cut off her communication? How did Qinghuan call him.

"Mo Shao, Miss Shi asked the bodyguard to call."

Chu Mo frowned. Qinghuan was so stubborn that he called. Did he want to leave noisy? He took it upset and stroked his eyebrows. "Hey, Qinghuan."

"Chu Mo, are you finished? Come back? " There was a smile in Shi Qinghuan's voice. It didn't look like he was going to quarrel with him at all.

Chu Mo was slightly stunned. When he heard her voice, his eyebrows and eyes immediately opened. Sure enough, Shi Qinghuan's attitude towards him was a "barometer" that affected his mood. When Shi Qinghuan laughed, he was naturally happy.

Chu Mo asked, "do you want me to go back?"

"Yes." Shi Qing smiled, "haven't you eaten my meal for a long time? I didn't let my aunt do it. I did it... When will you come? "

As soon as Chu Mo was happy, he immediately promised, "I'll go back right away."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Mo looked up and Rong Yao looked at him in amazement, "Mo Shao, I made an appointment with the Railway Bureau in the evening..."

"Tut."

Chu Mo frowned and looked impatient.

"Are you going to bother me with such a small thing? Dinner and entertainment, just have you... I have to go home with Qinghuan. "

"Uh... Yes." Rong Yao was bitter and didn't go. He was alone again at dinner at night.

Chu Mo hooked his lips and patted Rong Yao on the shoulder. "I'll give it to you... I'll drive back by myself. The driver will leave it to you. Drink less."

"Oh, yes." Rong Yao secretly complains that Mo doesn't go. Can he drink less? Mo Shao left the driver for him, not to hurt him, but to let someone take him home.

……

Xiziyuan.

"Qinghuan."

Chu Mo pushed the door in and vaguely smelled a smell of rice. Happy, he went straight to the kitchen and saw that Shi Qinghuan was busy with his back to him at the Liuli table. So he went over, hugged her from behind and kissed her on the cheek.

"I'm back."

Shi Qinghuan smiled, "I know, I heard your footsteps."

"Oh?" Chu Mo smiled, "can you even recognize my footsteps now?"

"Of course." Shi Qing smiled and said, "your footsteps, like you, are rude and unreasonable... Not everyone can walk like this, so ah, it's you."

"Ha ha." Chu Mo raised his neck and smiled, "I think you praise me..."

Shi Qinghuan pushed him, "go wash your hands. It's all right... You can eat."

"Yes."

Chu Mo went to wash his hands and came back. When Qinghuan had set the table, it was steaming and fragrant. What a warm picture... If you add a child, it would be perfect for so long. Chu Mo thought and held her hand.

"Huh?" Shi Qinghuan stared at him, "what are you doing? Eat quickly. "

"Qinghuan..."

Chu Mo stared at her, "how good is that? What I want is this kind of life... I won't be tired of living with you all my life. "

Okay? How good is it? Shi Qinghuan disagrees. Being a mistress can't be seen all his life. Is it something glorious?

But Shi Qinghuan just smiled, "well, good meat... Do you still have a meal?"

"Eat." Chu Mo smiled and ate.

after meal.

When Qinghuan was cutting fruit, Chu Mo sat against the sofa and his mobile phone rang.

Chu Mo took it out and saw that it was... Chu Shixiong. He subconsciously looked at Shi Qinghuan, stood up and wanted to go out to pick up.

"Sit down."

Shi Qinghuan quietly peeled the fruit and said faintly, "what's the phone? Will you take it behind my back? "

"Qinghuan..." Chu Mo frowned. "It's grandpa."

"Oh." Shi Qinghuan was still very calm, "don't carry me behind your back, just pick it up here..."

"Qinghuan..." Chu Mo was embarrassed. He didn't think he had to hide it from Shi Qinghuan. He was just worried that if he quarreled with his grandfather, Qinghuan would be unhappy... After all, he also quarreled with his grandfather because of Qinghuan.

Shi Qinghuan raised his head and looked at him firmly, "pick it up here."

Chu Mo was stunned, "OK."

What should I do? He is actually a little afraid of the inside.

Sliding down the answer button, Chu Mo frowned, "Grandpa."

Chu Shixiong shouted, "what time is it, smelly boy? Why not come back! Do you know that Qiyue has been waiting for you all night? She is a golden lady who cooks in person. Why are you so ignorant? "

"Bang."

Chu Mo couldn't hear this either, and sarcastically said, "who let her cook? She likes cooking so much that she can eat enough by herself! "

"You......" Chu Shixiong gasped, "Oh, you are so angry! I can't control you? I command you now, now, immediately, immediately, come back to me! "

"I can't go." Chu Mo rebuffed, "I'm socializing now."

"Fart!" Chu Shixiong roared, "I've already asked Rong Yao. He went to the party tonight himself! Where the hell have you been? You know... Don't you come back to me now? "

"Grandpa!"

Chu Mo growled, "Yao Qiyue and I will never get married... Please forgive me and don't waste your time!"

"Don't waste your time!"

Chu Shixiong did not budge. "Do you think I would let you marry that girl? Unless I die! hurry up! Come back! "

What else did Chu Mo want to say? Behind him, a soft body leaned up... It was Shi Qinghuan.

Shi Qinghuan didn't speak, but just got into his arms and kissed him with his head up. Chu Mo's pupil shrank and was provoked by Shi Qinghuan... Suddenly, he hastily said to his hand, "Grandpa... You solve Yao Qiyue's problem yourself, I'll hang up!"

With that, he threw his mobile phone away, picked up Shi Qinghuan, turned away from the guest and kissed him fiercely.

"What's the matter? Seduce me? " Chu Mo pressed his voice and suppressed some desire.

"Bang." Shi Qinghuan smiled sweetly, "why, don't you like it?"

"Like it!" Chu Mo was honest. "You don't do anything. I like it very much! But I like you better! "

Shi Qinghuan hooked his neck, "Chu Mo, don't go... Don't go anywhere! Tomorrow is the weekend. Will you stay with me? We are together and don't separate for a moment. "

In his arms, she begged so much that the bones of Chu mo were going to be crisp. Why didn't she agree?

Chu Mo's throat knot rolled, "OK... It's all up to you, it's all up to you!"

As the saying goes, "the lotus tent warms the spring night... From then on, the king will not be in the early Dynasty". Although it is an ancient poem, it is quite suitable to use it on Chu Mo's Qinghuan. As long as Shi Qinghuan is willing, she can remove the soul of Chu ink and the residue of hook!