Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

Su Mo had no choice but to rely on others and bowed his head to accept his life.

Cover the part she felt should be covered with the remaining cloth, and reluctantly bypass the big bed to the other side.

She thought she could at least meet people now, but she didn't know that such half concealment was more fatal temptation to men.

Glancing over somewhere of Qin Yang, it was obvious that he could not bear it. Su Mo stood in front of him in fear.

"May I borrow your clothes?"

Qin Yang smiled and nodded.

For the first time, Su Mo looked at the man gratefully, and then turned to one side of the wardrobe.

Behind his back, Su Mo was unconscious.

The man on the bed had deep eyes and pulled Su Mo back to the bed with his long arm. Su Mo was looking for his clothes in high spirits and suddenly felt a great strength.

Then, Su Mo's clothes flew out, and she fell on Qin Yang herself.

Two people face to face.

Su Mo is above and Qin Yang is below.

Each other's body temperature is transmitted. Both of them are immersed in each other's eyes and can't extricate themselves.

Qin Yang couldn't bear it. He turned over and pressed Su Mo under him. The kiss came like a rainstorm and hit every inch of Su Mo's skin.

Quite different from the tenderness of last night, today's Qin Yang has the color of aggression. Su Mo is completely in a passive position and can only watch the passage of time.

When they went to Wushan again, Su Mo and Qin Yang were still panting in bed and had completely forgotten their shyness.

"Call for leave and don't go to work today!" Qin Yang rarely threatened Su Mo with this matter, showing a male chauvinist side.

"Salary! I still owe a lot of money! You don't want to pay it back for me!" Su Mo was thinking about salary.

"How much is it a month? I'll pay you double today's salary!" Qin Yang said disdainfully.

This sentence aroused Su Mo's emotion. Her face sank, her arms propped up her body, and then sat on the bed in silence.

"Lai Lai?"

With theout any response, Qin Yang frowned and stared at Su Mo's back. I don't know what happened again. Qin Yang felt that Su Mo's mood had suddenly changed.

"Qin Yang, I'm not you. Now my salary depends on my own efforts. I don't have much money, I admit! But as long as this money can let me live and make me feel that I still have meaning in this world, it's enough."

Standing in front of the big bed, he didn't cover his body, Su Mo said word by word.

What Qin Yang said just now will only make su Mo feel that the man is insulting her with money. Double pay? Last night, she naively thought that there might be some changes in their feelings and their relationship.

Even if we can't go back to the beginning, we can continue without some estrangement.

But it was not until just that Su Mo realized a reality. Everything that happened last night was different in his heart.

In Qin Yang's heart, it is probably just because of the agreement.

"Well, I have fulfilled my wife's obligations. I hope you don't disturb me when I go to work! I also need space. Thank you for your cooperation!"

Su Mo's words were polite, but every word was cold.

The man lying in bed also sat up, silent, recalling what he said, knowing that Su Mo misunderstood him and was going to explain.

But... Su Mo somehow said something else to hurt him. Qin Yang sneered in his heart. It turned out that all this was just Su Mo's obligation to be a wife.

I'm in such a hurry to go to work, probably just to meet her dream lover... Childhood sweetheart, that feeling is unmatched by others!

Without saying a word, Qin Yang looked at Su Mo quietly, put on his wide shirt in front of him, reached the bottom of his thigh, and then put on a pair of sports pants.

The loose clothes didn't have much sense of disobedience on Su Mo's slender figure. Sure enough, it's reliable for people with good figure to wear anything.

They never talked to each other again, or even made eye contact.

Su Mo picked out his own things from the clothes that had fallen all over the floor, held them in his arms, then opened the door and went out.

She went back to her bedroom barefoot and began to dress up. It's too late. Anyway, I'm late for work every day. I don't care about this time.

And from yesterday, it seems that an Qingyang has no plan to let her work, that is, to do some chores. Originally, this foreign-funded enterprise and Qin Yang's company stood on the opposite side.

Both sides compete and cooperate, but competition is the main aspect.

And Su Mo is also the wife of the president of the nominally Qin group. In the company of foreign-funded enterprises, it is impossible to touch any core things.

Su Mo still knows these aspects clearly, and she also knows her positioning very well, so she has never said her true identity in an Qingyang's company.

Maybe... An Qingyang also told the people around him not to pick out Su Mo, so he could spend his working hours safely and plainly.

Because he slept too late last night and was too tired, Su Mo was pale and his lips were cracked.

There was no way but to paint a light makeup.

Without powder, she looks fresh and refined, but after a little makeup, Su Mo has a bit more enchanting temperament. And when making up, Su Mo's hands shook, and the eyeliner stretched a little longer.

Su Mo looked helplessly at the face in the mirror. It was too late to make up again, but... It really doesn't accord with her own temperament.

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo could only lengthen the eyeliner on the other side and outline the outline.

What she chose today is a white suit, a white shirt and white trousers. The shirt is tucked into her trousers and looks long.

Moreover, Su Mo's own leg shape is very good-looking, slender and straight, with white high-heeled shoes. Her hair washed quickly in the morning is scattered, and her chestnut wavy curly hair is beautiful.

With a small square bag he didn't usually bring, Su Mo walked out of the bedroom and went to the downstairs restaurant.

Qin Yang had already started to eat at the table, concentrating on the food on the table.

The housekeeper sat aside, reading the newspaper, and the sun shone into the living room through an inclined glass.

Stepping on high heels, he appeared at the corner of the stairs. Su Mo's slender figure gradually appeared in the picture, and the housekeeper and Qin Yang looked up almost at the same time.

What is called the appearance of a moment, which not only amazes time, but also amazes life.

Now this picture with Su Mo is probably a complete explanation. The housekeeper is holding a newspaper in his hand, and his old glasses are drooping on the bridge of his nose, staring at Su mo.

Qin Yang's performance was a little better. He restrained his heart from jumping wildly, and then poured a large cup of soybean milk into his throat.

But soymilk also didn't give him face. About the bronchi opened, and some soymilk entered the bronchi. Qin Yang suddenly coughed on the table.