Imperial CEO's Kisses

After a night of warmth, Lu Xiaoqian originally wanted to accompany Mo Yan more.

But the sudden need for work forced Lu Xiaoqian to leave for a week.

"Yan Yan, during this period of time, you should take good care of your body, and we need another child?"

Lu Xiaoqian asked patiently.

"Owl, why do you suddenly think of having another child? You didn't always..."

Mo Yan didn't understand how Lu Xiaoqian's attitude suddenly changed.

"Before, now is now, I want to have another child, you won't refuse, will you?"

Lu Xiaoqian raised his hand and gently held the woman in his arms.

Because of Lu Youcheng's special reason, he is destined not to accompany Mo Yan all the time.

"Owl..."

Mo Yan must also like to have a child who has been brought up since childhood and has never had any absent children.

At the beginning, Lu Xiaoqian didn't want to let Mo Yan feel pain again, and didn't want to let her risk again.

Now, he has to change his mind.

He didn't want to let Mo Yanliu have any regrets.

"Owl..."

Mo Yan wants to say something more, but before she can say it, she is blocked in her throat by Lu Xiaoqian.

A passionate kiss, long and tender.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoqian let go of Mo Yan, who was slightly panting for breath, and whispered again.

"I won't take you this time. Take good care of yourself at home."

Mo Yan face a crimson, smell speech gently nod.

"I see. I'll take care of myself."

Mo Yan reluctantly watched Lu Xiaoqian leave. After a long time, she turned back and took her bag, ready to go to the hospital.

The murder case of the hospital has been solved perfectly for a long time. The business of Moyan hospital has not been affected. On the contrary, more and more people with pain have come to see a doctor.

Mo Yan directly drove to the hospital, saw in the hospital after a visit, just returned to his Dean's office.

The dean's office usually does not have many people come in, but it is also clean, to ensure that every time Mo Yan comes, she will not feel any discomfort.

Mo Yan opened the leather office chair, put down the bag, sat down.

As a result, no sooner had he sat down than the door of the office was knocked.

Mo Yan thought it was the director who came over and didn't lift his head, so he said.

"Come in."

"Ka --" a light ring, the door was pushed open, the man's magnetic voice accompanied by steady and powerful footstep sound sounded.

"Miss mo."

And different from the director's voice, Mo Yan Meng raised his head and looked at the man who walked in slowly from the door!

"The head of state --"

"Shhh --"

Mo Yan just exclaimed, and was stopped by Zong Zhengting.

"Miss Mo, you are so loud, do you want everyone to know that I left the palace?"

"I'm sorry, Fuehrer, I'm..."

Zong Zhengting's identity is sensitive. I don't know how many people are eyeing him.

If something happens because of exposure, Mo Yan really can't afford that responsibility.

"Call me ting. It's too strange to call the Fuehrer."

Zong Zhengting naturally walked to the opposite side of the desk and sat opposite Mo Yan.

"How can this be, your honor, courtesy..."

Zong Zong's intuition is not very comfortable with her!

"Yan Yan, can I call you that? Now it's not in the palace. You'd better call me by my name. It's good for you and me. "

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