Dumb bride: Mr.Quan's spoiled girl

"I want to sleep." Mo Yun carefully raised the quilt under his body. He didn't dare to look at Quan Yuxi in the whole process, and he didn't want to reveal half of his careful thinking.

"Cloud." Quan Yuxi sighed, holding the palm of her hand and rubbing it carefully. "Sometimes I really don't know what to do with you. I think I'm not good enough, so I can't balance all this. But I'm trying to make progress. You have to wait for me, OK?"

"I don't blame you. I just feel sad and can't find a vent. I'm going crazy."

Mo Yun covered himself in the quilt and said stiffly.

"Quan Yuxi, do you hear me? I said I care about you. I care about you crazy. Are you satisfied?"

If it wasn't for caring, how could she embarrass herself so many times?

"Why don't you talk?" No answer, she urged.

Then she didn't answer. She turned over and sat up. Before she could vent her anger, she was already discouraged.

Because Quan Yuxi in front of her, I don't know when his eyes were red. This man, who was as cold as ice in everyone's eyes, was red because of her words.

"What's the matter with you? I moved you to cry, didn't I? " She looked for the topic stiffly, and did not dare to look at him.

"Honor and hesitation."

"What." Mo Yun raised her head in a daze. She heard his voice clearly. What he said, a strange feeling grew madly in her body, which made her unable to make room and make a complete response.

Quan Yuxi held her hand in both hands and buried her face on the back of her hand. Her voice was like flowing water and murmuring. "Yun'er, I never thought that I would be so happy. All the things I didn't dare to expect in my life that I would never get, you gave them to me. I'm so happy that I don't even know what kind of reaction I should make in order to receive this honor completely."

The first time he said so much, he cried in front of Mo Yun.

Because she loves him so much.

"I'm sorry." Mo Yun suddenly felt that he was a real jerk. He was also patient. What she had experienced now was less than one in ten thousand of him, but she couldn't stand it.

"I shouldn't have done that. I should have thought more about you." She shook her head more than he cried.

"Nothing." When Quan Yuxi calmed down, she was crying most fiercely. Her nose and saliva were all on him.

Looking at his clothes being soiled, she cried fiercely again, "what should I do? I soiled your clothes."

"Now I know what I've been doing?" Quan Yuxi laughed and yelled.

"You scold me?"

"I didn't scold you." Quan Yuxi had no choice but to explain.

"But I don't want to wash clothes." She was still crying.

"No one makes you do the laundry." He shook his head, reached out to pinch her face, "as long as you're good, you don't want to do anything."

"Really?" Hearing this promise, Mo Yun finally sniffed and stopped.

"Really." The imperial seal looks spoiled.

However, Mo Yun did not know that after this event, the atmosphere between her and Quan Yuxi would change dramatically.

She sticks to the imperial seal all the time. Is she addicted?

In addition to the necessary class time, no matter where he goes, she has to follow him. Sometimes she just wants to meet him, sometimes she can get a hug, sometimes she can get what she wants to be with him. Most of the time, what she sees is just a figure in the back.

So one day three months later, on the premise of passing the test and obtaining the consent of Quan Yuxi, she came to Yaoan for an interview. This time, she was interested in the position of project manager.

Due to her excellent teacher and her experience, she passed the test all the way to the final test.

"It's said that Quan Yuxi is here today. I'm so nervous."

"I'm nervous too. What if I stammer later?"

In addition to Mo Yun into the end, there are two girls, looking old, ambitious, are two powerful opponents.

Then, Mo Yun watched them one by one and ran out crying. Although she had been prepared for a long time and knew the evil degree of Quan Yuxi, she was still nervous.

This is a formal interview, Quan Yuxi will not give her face.

And in addition to the group of people in the president's office downstairs, no one knows her identity, and no one will help her.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Yun closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, smiles, mentions and walks in.

"Hello everyone, I'm Mo Yun." She just gave a friendly greeting.

Quan Yuxi took the initiative to say, "sit down."

Mo Yun noticed with Yu Guang that after the imperial seal finished speaking, others were satisfied with her.

After asking several questions one after another, he tentatively asked Quan Yuxi, "Mr. Quan, do you see?"

"Yes, just her."

"Good."

The man wiped the sweat on his forehead and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Mo Yun's eyes was like seeing a savior.

Introduced the working environment and content, informed the working hours, Mo Yun has been a member of Yaoan company.

"You are the new project manager. Hello, my luck. I hope we can get along well."

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Yun turns around and, sure enough, sees a familiar person.

"Mo..." he Yungang thought of a voice, looked around, and quietly swallowed back.

"Why are you here? You're not... You're not here to experience life."

He is a young man full of vitality and imagination.

"What do you think? Of course, I'm here to do a good job. Here you pretend you don't know who I am."

He Yun half credulously agreed, "OK, OK."

Finally, when Quan Yuxi walked out of the company, Mo Yun rushed up, "I'm so hungry. When will you take me to dinner?"

"What would you like to eat?" He looked at her with a light look.

"Sushi, steak, kung pao chicken..." she counted it slowly.

I don't know when Quan Yuxi's face had come over and shook his head, "no, those are not delicious."

"What's good about that?" Mo Yun didn't return angrily, dare to say her things are not delicious.

He did not speak, palm ring on her waist, "I helped you today, to repay."

"How can you help me? My working ability is OK, OK?"

"Not through the back door." Quan Yuxi's voice became coarser and coarser. "I treat you so well today. Don't you feel it?"

Mo Yun's future and answer are completely covered by his breath.

"The other two are really not as good as you." He still did not forget to make complaints about Tucao.

Mo Yun is amused, "where is inferior to me?"

He hugged her, as if to say EEE language, "where is inferior."