Sweet wife is too sweet: Mr.Huo, you are so fierce

Mo Xiaoman is a little embarrassed. Is she interesting? Where is she interesting?

Accidentally touched Wen Yao's eyes. He was smiling at her as if he could tolerate everything. She said with a dry smile, "Mr. Wen is joking, ha ha."

Wen Yao saw her embarrassment, smiled gently and said, "I ate your meal last time. I'll eat you later. Don't run first at noon. I'll come to you when the time comes."

"No, don't..." Mo Xiaoman has to be responsible for Huo Cang's diet at noon every day. He eats with Huo Cang most of the time. He subconsciously wants to refuse, but before he finishes, he asks the young man next to him to rob Bai: "Hey, she doesn't seem willing to eat with you. Don't you see it, Wen Shao?"

Wen Yao looked at Mo Xiaoman with a smile in his eyes: "really?"

At this time, Mo Xiaoman is difficult to ride a tiger. If he says yes, he will certainly refute Wen Yao's face and say no. Shuang seems to want to eat this meal. She is thinking about how to refuse politely, but Wen Yao has made a decision for her: "it's just a meal. Are you afraid I have an attempt on you?"

Mo Xiaoman quickly waved his hand and said, "no, I don't mean that..."

"That's a deal. It's my treat at noon." Although Wen Yao seems easy to talk, in fact, the princelings like them are domineering, but he is different from Huo Cang.

Mo Xiaoman smiled bitterly and couldn't push it off

Wen Yao looked at her chagrined frown and smiled. He handed over his mobile phone: "enter your phone number."

Mo Xiaoman gave a sound and blankly entered his number. Wen Yao smiled at her gently after receiving it. Then the mobile phone on her desk rang. She picked it up and looked at it. Wen Yao's voice sounded across the room: "this is my number. Remember to save it. I have something else to do. I'll go to you, Mr. Huo. "

Mo Xiaoman reluctantly smiled and followed the man out of the office.

The young man with silver hair had already gone out. He suddenly killed a gun, grabbed the mobile phone in her hand, lost a number, and smiled at her: "beauty, this is my number. Write it down, too. My name is Jin Cheng. You can call me brother Jin or a small town. How can you come? "

Mo Xiaoman: "..." whether it's brother Jin or a small town, she doesn't feel comfortable with any of them!

Her dull expression made Jin Cheng laugh. How could this woman look like a hamster? Her eyes are round, like a washed black glass ball, transparent and pure, so that people can see through her thoughts at once.

... don't be too obvious about his refusal, okay!

Jin Shao, who has always only rejected others, is rarely despised once. Instead of being angry, he feels that the taste is very fresh. He whistles like a walking hormone, causing a pink bubble in the secretary department. A group of women and flower addicts have love in their eyes.

Mo Xiaoman caresses his forehead. He's so publicity!

Jin Cheng glanced at Mo Xiaoman's action. He had already opened his left step. He suddenly killed a gun and stretched out his arm to Mo Xiaoman. The beautiful Phoenix eyes stared at her: "Wen Shao and I are single for the time being. If you want to, please contact me at any time!"

Mo Xiaoman was so frightened that his hair stood up: "

"Ha ha ha ha..." Jin Cheng got up straight and said to Wen Yao, "look how scared she is. I don't eat people!"

He said to Mo Xiaoman, and took a mouthful of neat white teeth. If Mo Xiaoman pulled the corners of his mouth rigidly and stared at him defensively, for fear that he would suddenly knock his wall again. He could not stand being dirty

Wen Yao's smiling voice came from the corridor: "young master Jin, if you have had enough, just go. Don't bully Xiaoman."

"Yo Yo, you were assistant Mo just now. Now you are Xiaoman. When did you become so familiar, Wen Yao?" Jin Cheng joked.

Wen Yao left with an elegant step without laughing.

Jin Cheng turned back and threw a kiss at Mo Xiaoman, which made her tremble!

Jin Cheng looks good. If it looks like a demon, it will be frightening. Things that are too beautiful are like poppies. When they are extremely beautiful, they are poison.

Seeing that their tall and straight bodies disappeared in the elevator, Mo Xiaoman slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air and sent it back to his mind. Others in the office looked at her with strange eyes, some envious, some jealous, and some people's eyes were too deep, which turned into a smile in the twinkling of an eye.

Wu Dan came up with a smile: "Xiaoman, I didn't expect you to know these two people. What's your family background? I always feel that you seem very different."

Mo Xiaoman smiled and didn't answer.

She is Huo Cang's contracted wife. This is the third time she has met Wen Yao and the first time she has met Jin Cheng... But even if she says it, no one will believe it.

Zhang Keke and several others also hurried over with gossip on their faces. They usually command her around, but now they have a little flattering meaning: "Xiaoman, the silver haired Prince just now is the legendary underworld prince? You're really good. You even know such people. We can't even see them! "

Mo Xiaoman didn't know what to say except to keep a polite smile.

Zhang Keke communicated with the people around him. Just now, they heard that Jin Cheng gave Mo Xiaoman's mobile phone number. The mobile phone number of the crown prince of the underworld, which can't be begged. The boss of city B is undoubtedly Huo Cang. If there is no Huo Cang, it must be crown Prince Jin.

If you can get close to the prince, you won't be afraid of walking sideways in city B in the future!

Zhang Keke affectionately took Mo Xiaoman's hand and said, "Xiaoman, did you have Jin Shao's mobile phone number? Can you... "She winked at the people next to her and smiled with sisterly affection," give us that number? I promise, I just want to make friends with Jin Shao. There's no other meaning! "

Mo Xiaoman took out his cell phone and spread it out to them. He smiled bitterly and said, "in fact, you were cheated. He didn't give me my cell phone number at all. He gave me this."

Several women craned their necks and looked at a neat row of numbers on it, all of which were '1'.

Zhang Keke was obviously disappointed: "it's boring. I teased you."

"Yes, yes, ah, I still have a job. Don't say it first!" Mo Xiaoman got out of the group of women like wolves and tigers, fled back to his desk and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, when they came over just now, she cleverly deleted the number entered by Jin Cheng, and then pressed a bunch of numbers casually. Otherwise, she really didn't know how to fool these colleagues.