My first love with the boss

Mu Wan was silent.

That dream.

The words that Mo gradually said in her dream reappeared in her mind again.

You eat in my house and live in my house. Don't you think about how to repay me?

Now she not only eats and lives, but also adds another use.

Mo gradually walked and knocked at the door.

Mu Wan replied, "OK!"

She felt a little heavy and looked at her heart.

Is it really because of the strength of ink?

She was in a panic and forced herself not to think much. She hurried to the bathroom to wash.

Tidy up yourself, open the door and see a pile of things in front of the door.

Shoes, bags, clothes, cosmetics.

All kinds of things, hundreds of exquisite boxes and bags, large and small, look spectacular in the corridor.

This feeling made her feel that she seemed to want to live here for a long time.

Uncle Zhao and his servant stood at the door and said with a smile, "good morning, Miss Mu!"

"Good morning... Good morning, uncle Zhao!"

With a decent and elegant smile on his face, uncle Zhao handed the sportswear he was holding to Mu Wan and said calmly, "this is the sportswear president Mo told you. He is waiting for you downstairs. I will put the rest in your bedroom."

Mu Wan reached out and took the clothes. He was silent for a while and whispered, "sorry, I'll call president Mo to confirm."

"OK!" Uncle Zhao was quite calm, and Mu Wan's behavior was common sense.

Mu Wan nodded his thanks, closed the door and dialed Mo Jianxing's phone.

The phone was answered in seconds, and the voice of ink gradually became magnetic. "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Mo, there are a lot of things outside the door. I think..."

Mo gradually lifted his eyes from the newspaper and raised a faint smile on his lips. He took a deep breath and decisively interrupted Mu Wan: "hmm? Too little?"

“……”

"No!" I felt that Mo was playing a prank, and Mu Wan had no choice but to help his forehead. "Sorry, these things are too expensive for me to accept."

The value of those things is about hundreds of thousands.

It's nothing to put in the former Mu family.

On her birthday when she was a child, she looked like more than 100000 in a dress.

But now, she has no ability to accept such a valuable gift.

Because I have no ability to repay, accepting is just to increase my sense of guilt.

What she fears most is that when accepting such gifts becomes a habit, she will lose her courage and ability to fight.

Because it's so comfortable to be a loser

She is not qualified to be a loser.

The ink gradually went, and the smile on his lips became stronger. His dark eyes looked at the entrance of the stairs, as if Mu Wan would appear there in the next second.

"This is the standard for guests in Mohism. You don't have to be under pressure." of course, you are the first guest.

Standard?

Hundreds of thousands of things are standard for the ink house?

He let out a long sigh. "Sorry, Mr. Mo, it's too expensive. It will make me feel guilty."

Guilt!

Mo gradually became silent.

The sound of heavy breathing passed back and forth at both ends of the phone, and the blood feud deliberately ignored by the two people gradually surfaced.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and Mu Wan wanted to apologize.

Mo gradually said, "Mu Wan, if you really want to repay me, there will be a charity activity tomorrow, and you need to bring a female companion. I hope you can accompany me to participate."

Accompany Mo Jianxing to participate in activities.

Mu Wan's heart is at sixes and sevens.

Mu Shi has disappeared in the circle of top giants for many years. She doesn't know if anyone will remember her and recognize her face.

If someone knows that she and Mo Jianxing appear on the same occasion at the same time, I'm afraid it will be another gossip storm.

Mu Wan was silent.

Her heart was filled with fear, fear.

She just wants to do a good job quietly, earn money, subsidize the family and help her parents share the debt.

She instinctively wanted to refuse Mo Jianxing, racking her brains to think about the wording, how not to hurt Mo Jianxing's proud self-esteem.

Mo gradually touched his nose. There was still some pain. His dark eyes darkened, and there was no doubt in his voice.

"Mu Wan, you have said sorry to me three times today. I don't want to hear the fourth time."

Mu Wan: "

It was heavy again, and the air seemed to have stagnated.

A long time.

Mu Wan said, "OK!"

"Go downstairs, you've made me wait too long." Mo gradually went, and his cold eyes were a little warm. He hung up the phone, picked up the newspaper again, but his eyes floated to the stairs from time to time.

A moment later, Mu Wan appeared in a white sportswear.

Ink's eyes were attracted.

The sportswear is extremely well tailored, perfectly setting off her figure. The big long legs are dazzling. The short sleeved shorts avoid the scar. The soft light on the white and soft clothes makes her look fresh and clean but not dazzling. The soft temperament is more prominent, and the black lines are smooth and dynamic, adding a bit of youth and vitality.

This kind of mowan is very delicious.

This is the first feeling of ink gradually moving.

Mu Wan walked towards Zhimo gradually, and a trace of embarrassment filled her heart. "Good morning, Mr. Mo!"

"Good morning!" Mo Jian handed her a glass of cold boiled water, and Mu Wan took it and drank it.

Mo gradually wears a black sportswear and short sleeved trousers. He can vaguely see the concave convex muscles. He is tall and straight, vigorous and stylish. He is a type of strip with meat and thin clothes. Sitting there, he is still imposing.

Mu Wan put down the water cup and looked away. Yu Guang swept the gradually running nose of Mo, which was a little red. She couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, what's the matter with your nose?"

Mo gradually stared at Mu Wan silently, and there was resentment in his eyes.

Mu Wan: "

For a long time, Mo gradually looked away and looked out. "Go, go for a walk!"

Mu Wan, like an amnesty, followed closely behind the gradual movement of ink.

She looked at the tall and straight back of Mo Jianxing and frowned. She really didn't understand that she cared about Mo Jianxing's nose and why Mo Jianxing was so angry, as if she was a heartless man

After walking back, eat, apply medicine and read upstairs.

Two people seem to have found a fixed way to get along with each other, and have a tacit understanding of accompanying each other and not interfering with each other.

Mu Wan really has a feeling of vacation and convalescence, away from work, customers and secular disputes, and really immersed in the silence and joy of the inner world.

However, she knows that this state will not last long. She has decided to go home when her injury is almost healed, and then come back to find a house, move, and report to the company after busy.

Secular is the norm. Such a quiet and beautiful time is illusory after all.

The wound on her body was much better and began to scar and peel, which made people want to scratch.

Every time her hand itched, she stopped under the stern eyes of Mo gradually!

Mo gradually said in a cold voice, "pick it up and punish a hundred yuan."

Mu Wan: "... Terrible!