Chapter 47 (2/2)

Her voice was intermittent, panting, pushing his shoulder in disgust, ”you haven't bathed yet.”

Ye Zhongjue's eyes showed a faint smile and jokingly opened his mouth, ”just right! You wash with me

Mo Su Qing exclaimed and was carried into the bathroom by Ye Zhongjue and closed the bathroom door.

The shower kept flowing into the water, misty fog, hot floating in the bathroom, shaking Mo Su Qing's eyes, she couldn't see clearly, what to see was fuzzy.

Only in front of this handsome face, the most clear.

Mo Su Qing refused ye Zhongjue, but at the same time he couldn't resist his provocation. He looked like he wanted to refuse and welcome him, which made ye Zhongjue more animal.

One night's panting, one night's ambiguity, one night's ups and downs

Mo Su Qing felt like she couldn't even get up the next day.

Ye Zhongjue, an animal, kept scolding in her heart. She almost died last night.

She said no, but he said that the woman's mouth said no, it will always be.

She couldn't laugh or cry. How could there be such a person? She had never seen ye Zhongjue play such a rogue on herself.

Call him a rascal, but he smiles gently and says that I only treat you as a rascal.

A woman's heart was melted by her. She felt that she had no resistance.

Mo Su Qing struggled to sit up, she was just about to dress, the bedroom door was opened.

Mo Su emotion is almost stress, quickly holding a quilt to cover himself, sleeping in bed pretending to die.

Ye Zhongjue walked in slowly. He looked at the bed.

Mo Su Qing covers himself into a ball, and his body seems to be moving slightly.

He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth. The girl, who is so cute, has been frank with each other. She is really shy.

He gently walked over, deliberately pulling a corner of the quilt, a low voice.

”What shall we do? You'll be late if you don't get up again

Mo Su Qing heard that he was seen through, she simply no longer pretend to sleep, a small face buried in the quilt, stuffy red.

I don't know whether it's boring or embarrassed.

”You go out, I want to get dressed!” Her voice is stuffy, like an unhappy child, awkward and lovely.

Ye Zhongjue issued a deep smile, ”if you don't get up, I'll help you get dressed.”

Mo Su is in great embarrassment. If he helps herself dress, she feels that neither of them will have to go to work today.

She grunted twice in the quilt, ”you go out first!”

Her voice with a trace of sweet and greasy taste, like a very coquettish.

Ye Zhongjue decided not to tease her any more, so he got up and left.

Mo Su Qing is almost like lightning speed to put on clothes, she packed out, a glance to see the man leaning on the sofa reading the newspaper.

Ye Zhongjue wore the black windbreaker she bought for him today. He was so handsome.

The whole person sits there, as if the whole body with a kind of inborn noble, than the magazine cover handsome guy do not know how many times stronger.

Mo Su Qing is a little bit crazy. He keeps his eyes on him. He can't help sighing. It's a pity that a man doesn't go to be a star.

Ye Zhongjue has noticed her sight for a long time. After all, her eyes are too hot. If he fails to notice, it is wood.

He looked up slowly, like a slow motion in a movie.

”How do you feel when you put on your clothes? Which one does my wife like better than me last night

Ye Zhongjue raised her eyebrows and deliberately looked at Mo Su Qing, saying that her whole body was full of a kind of evil smell. He jokingly looked at Mo Suqing and stood up, ”I don't know if my wife has seen enough of it. Let's go to work.”

Ye Zhongjue seldom said such a long sentence at one time. Unfortunately, his words were too ambiguous. In the early morning, Mo Su's heart couldn't bear it. She made a big red face.

”You're addicted to your wife's call,” she said

Ye Zhongjue low smile, stretched out her hand over her, the tone of gentle intoxication, ”you are originally!”

Mo Su Qing heart suddenly like eating honey one eye, she red face, low head, do not speak.

Ye Zhongjue is in a very good mood today.

He just came out of the elevator, Lin ran deeply felt his good mood.

Ye Zhongjue's whole face is full of spring breeze. Although he still has no smile on his face, everyone can feel his happy mood today. He seems to walk with a brisk pace.Secretary room, several secretaries together gossip.

”See? When the president went in just now, he was very proud. I was almost drunk... ”

”Oh, it's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the president is wearing a windbreaker today. When did you see the president wearing a windbreaker? I didn't see the president wear it in winter when it was very cold.”

”Is it a woman who bought it?”

”Is it the president who has a favorite?”

……

A few secretaries are twittering to guess, laugh, not happy.

Of course, song pingting can see that. She also knows that what they said is true. She would like to break the folder in her hand. Why, why? Why can't he just look back at himself.