I Secretly Got Married To a Super Boss

Chapter 819 Young Master, Mr. Qiao is here

Mo Yesi raised his deep black eyes and looked at her. The expression on his handsome face was slightly gentler than before.

 Obviously he was pleased by what she just said.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, but his face was still tense: "I didn't ask you for it."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qiao Mianmian continued to hold back her laughter and coaxed a certain arrogant man, "You didn't ask me for it, I wanted to buy it for you myself."

 “Buy me something expensive?”

 “Well, if you buy something expensive, pick the most expensive one.”

 “I’m not forcing you.”

“Yes, yes, you didn’t force me. Everything was of my own free will.”

"As you said, I'll go to the mall to buy it later." When Mo Yesi said this, his eyes were already filled with a faint smile, and the corners of his lips were raised a little bit.

He reached out and pulled Qiao Mianmian into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and opened a document with her in his arms: "You accompany me to read the last few documents, and then I can get off work."

 Qiao Mianmian twisted in his arms, adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position, put her arms around his waist, hugged him and said, "Will my behavior affect your work?"

 The girl in my arms smells soft and fragrant.

The alluring sweet fragrance lingered in his nose. It was impossible to say that it had no impact on him at all.

 Holding her, he was always a little distracted.

 Want to do something else.

 But the feeling of holding her was so wonderful that he couldn't bear to let her go.

He took a deep breath, endured the heat caused by her twisting just now, lowered his voice, and his words were a little hoarse: "Baby, as long as you don't move around in my arms, you won't do anything to me. What impact.”

"Otherwise, if you twist it a few more times, I may not be able to guarantee what will happen in a while."

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  A private club.

 In the antique-styled courtyard, a handsome and charming man sat in a pavilion.

 Surrounding the pavilion is a pond full of pink lotus flowers.

The man was leaning on the vermilion railing, holding a piece of fish food in his hand. With his long, white and jade-like fingers, he twisted the fish food in the small porcelain bowl and threw it into the pond, attracting a group of fish to compete for the food.

There are exquisite tea sets on the stone table nearby. The tea master in the club holds a purple clay pot and pours water into the tea cups. As soon as the hot water is poured in, the refreshing fragrance of tea rises into white smoke and spreads everywhere.

 The air is filled with the sweet and pleasant fragrance of tea.

The tea master held the tea cup and brought it to the man who was feeding the fish respectfully and carefully: "Master Gong, please taste it."

Gong Zeli threw some more fish food into the pond, then turned around, took the wet handkerchief handed over by the waiter on the side, and wiped his hands.

 After wiping, I took the cup of tea.

As soon as I took a sip, I heard footsteps approaching slowly.

 After walking into the pavilion, the footsteps stopped.

　　A respectful voice sounded: "Master Gong, Mr. Qiao is here."

Gong Zeli lazily raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Qiao Ruhai who was standing there with an uneasy look on his face, he curled his lips and said,

 (End of this chapter)