My first love with the boss

Mu turns his eyes and sends LAN Qiao into the security checkpoint. The connection between his heart and the past seems to be broken with LAN Qiao's departure.

She stood at the security checkpoint for a long time until she couldn't see LAN Qiao. She sighed silently and bowed her head and walked out.

As soon as I turned around, I stood face to face with a person. If I took another step forward, I would bump into each other's arms.

Ink is moving!

Mu Wan's sad parting was interrupted by the appearance of ink gradually.

She reacted after she knew it. Because of the gradual existence of ink, her connection with the past was not broken, but deeper.

It's just a warm memory to be with LAN Qiao, but it's heavy and pressure to be with Mo gradually.

She stepped back, raised her head and said calmly, "Mr. Mo, do you want to go back? Or do you want to go to the airport again? I..."

"You want to take my car?" Mo Jianxing interrupted Mu Wan's words.

Mu Wan was stunned. What she wanted to say was: "I'm going back. Don't bother. Goodbye!" before she said anything, she was cut off by Sheng Sheng.

She hurriedly said, "Mr. Mo, don't bother you. You just said there was a meeting. I didn't go on my way."

"Are you afraid of me?" Mo gradually said.

Mu Wan raised his head and looked at him. His dark eyes were deep and far away, and he had no emotion. Mu Wan moved his eyes and looked elsewhere.

There is an airport bus. It just goes to the city. Now it's just in time. If you miss this bus, you have to wait another hour.

She lowered her eyes, and her thin and thick eyelashes covered the mood in her eyes. "I'm not afraid of you. I just think it may embarrass you."

Mo gradually glanced at Mu Wan's white and smooth forehead. Under his forehead were slightly trembling eyelashes, as if gently fiddling with his heartstrings.

He said coldly, "if so, there will be many embarrassing places in the future, because you need to connect with me about advertising."

"Er?" Mu Wan opened his eyes in surprise.

Docking with ink?

She opened her mouth to ask something and closed her mouth tightly.

Jiang Ya was taken away. Now Junteng's advertising department has no head. It seems understandable that the president took the horse himself.

Mu Wan only felt a heavy heart, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen by the powerful Qi field of ink.

"Please give me more advice in the future, and I will try my best to cooperate."

Mo gradually nodded, "I remember your words."

Mu Wan felt a chill in her heart. Does this mean that she should be careful? She whispered, "don't worry!"

"I have nothing to worry about!" Mo gradually took a deep look at Mu Wan, which seemed to be full of deep meaning.

Mu Wan suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. A lump of red clouds flew on his face and couldn't speak for a moment.

The ink gradually went, raised a slight imperceptible smile on the corner of his lips, turned and walked outside.

Mu Wan hesitated and looked back and forth at the bus and the gradually moving ink.

Mo gradually walked to the door. His steps stopped and looked back.

Mu Wan could not help straightening her back. She felt that Mo's eyes were particularly severe. She was unwilling to take a look at the airport bus. The bus was starting slowly. Anyway, she couldn't catch up. She agreed to go to Mo's side.

Mo gradually walked along her eyes and saw the bus starting slowly. His face couldn't help getting dark: his Maserati couldn't compare with a bus?