An Ziqing grabbed Mo Wei's hand and refused to let go, and cursed in a low voice, "Why are you in my room! What are you doing in this way!"
"Qingqing, I wonder if we are a couple anyway, it is normal for me to stay overnight occasionally!" After Mo Wei finished speaking, he dragged An Ziqing in.
"What do you want to do!" An Zi Halal was going crazy.
Seeing Ling Chuan scanned the surroundings as if looking for a place to sit, toss with Mo Wei wherever he was free.
Knowing that Lingchuan had a cleanliness addiction, An Ziqing went to the sofa to clean up his dirty clothes.
"Mr Ling! Sit here! My house is a little messy..." An Ziqing hadn't had time to pick up the dirty clothes, and Mo Wei had already taken care of it first.
"Ling Shao, I’m so sorry! Our Qingqing is like this normally! I didn’t expect you to come and see that there is an ordinary employee in our Qingqing, and bother your chief executive to send her home! Oh, look, Such private-confidential things are also littered!"
Mo Wei picked up a pair of panties from the sofa with his fingers, and shook his head regretfully, "Qingqing, don't throw this away next time! Wow! If you throw the washing machine away, I will wash it for you!"
An Ziqing was so shocked that her chin was about to fall off, it's not hers! !
Looking up at Ling Chuan, his face was indeed pale.
"No... It's not..." An Ziqing didn't finish.
Mo Wei interrupted her, "Oh! You 75A are embarrassed to throw it here, because Ling Shao saw it and made a joke!"
Mo Wei didn't know where he took out another hood, and he dangled in front of Ling Chuan for a while, shaking Ling Chuan's expression strangely before putting it away.
"Why here! I obviously put it in the cabinet!" An Ziqing was completely struck by thunder, and she could clearly feel Ling Chuan's slowly engulfing murderous air.
"Oh, why did you forget, you wore this last night, and then you left it here." Mo Wei said.
"Then what!" An Ziqing was going crazy.
Mo Wei looked embarrassed, "Then you let me say it, it really made Ling Shao laugh! Ling Shao, I'm sorry! Our family sometimes has little brains."
"It seems that the two are in a very good relationship, and I still have to leave beforehand." Ling Chuan looked at An Ziqing coldly, turned and left.
"No... Not like this... Mo Wei, what are you doing!" An Ziqing subconsciously wanted to explain but was held back by Mo Wei.
"Ling Shao! Why don't you sit for a while! You all personally sent the employees home! Our house is clean, it's such a habit, always throwing things away! Thank you very much, Ling Shao!" Mo Wei said that, but he kept waving his hands, wishing Ling Chuan to leave quickly.
Staring sideways at the thing in Mo Wei's hand, Ling Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips twitched, "Taking care of our employees has always been our company's principle! No thanks!"
Looking at An Ziqing coldly, Ling Chuan strode out the door.
An Ziqing chased it out and wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to explain.
What's the point of explaining it!
Turning his head, shouted at the man who came out: "Mo Wei!!"
Mo Wei was still holding the hood in his hand, "These 75A ones are yours, and of course these underwear-pants are not yours... I don’t know who owns it, Qingqing, you didn’t wear lace-silk. Do you want to try?"
Mo Wei hooked the lace-silk-underwear-pants and shook them in front of An Ziqing. An Ziqing pulled his 75A and gritted his teeth, "How do you know I didn't wear lace!"
"Sometimes my female companion is torn by me, so I will borrow a few of them from you, the vulgar style, next time I will give you a dozen."
An Zi was so angry that it was about to smoke, "You still steal my pants!" (End of this chapter)