"Hey, I said, why are you so bullied? He told you that 20 minutes would be really 20 minutes? Besides, there is no reason to let employees go to his house so late! What if you are harassed? "
Mu Haoyu knew that Mo Xiaoguo was timid, and said this deliberately to scare her.
Because the status of the second brother is inferior to the second brother in the family, Mu Sanshao is quite resentful about this, and he is very dissatisfied, but he can still pack a vote for the second brother's character.
Moreover, when Chen Qian was a secretary before, the second brother did not bother Chen Qian less. Chen Qian handles everything from buying a house to the occasional breakfast. Now that Chen Qian is gone, it is estimated that these tedious matters will be handed over to Guo Guo to handle.
"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Xiaoguo screwed off the back of his hand angrily, "Do you think everyone likes to be gangsters just like you? Stop talking nonsense with you, I really have to go."
After she said, she opened the door and went down.
Mu Haoyu stretched out his hand and grabbed her, neatly buckled his seat belt again, "Sit me down! I'll take you there."
"You haven't eaten dinner yet?"
"Now you have temporarily released the pigeons, what can I do?" Mu Beicheng glanced at her without anger, and slid the car out of the parking shed again.
Mo Xiaoguo immediately snorted back unceremoniously, "As a punishment! If you dare to take advantage of me in the future, I will break your relationship with you immediately!"
"Cut!" Mu Haoyu didn't take it seriously. She had to say the words of breaking off friendship every time he provoke her, but when did she really get angry with herself
…
Within 20 minutes, Mo Xiaoguo stood in front of his house.
The doorbell rang four times before the door was slowly opened.
Mu Beicheng's complexion was still blushing abnormally, and he was wearing casual home clothes. At this moment, he was walking barefoot on the ground, not even wearing a pair of slippers.
Seeing her outside the door, there was no wave of sight.
"Come in and close the door."
He has turned around and entered.
Mo Xiaoguo squatted awkwardly at the entrance to change shoes. From childhood to adulthood, especially after having the same experience as six years ago, she has always followed her duty and will never arbitrarily remove men other than Lu Feng from the single apartment.
Mu Beicheng is the first one.
Putting on slippers, after thinking about it, she took a pair of men's slippers and went in.
Obviously, Mu Beicheng at this moment is real and imaginary and tired. He was lying on the sofa with a pillow, his eyes closed tightly, a faint shadow gathered between his brows.
This kind of him, without the seriousness and composure at work, is fragile as if he can't stand a blow, and it makes people look a little unbearable.
She walked over and put her slippers on the edge of the sofa.
"Since you have a cold, don't walk around barefoot on the ground." The tone was calm.
He didn't look at him any more, he just stooped to pick out a pair of Chinese medicine on the side, and walked directly to the kitchen.
Listening to the sound of her footsteps, Mu Beicheng's eyes raised slightly. Glancing at her back, then looking down at the pair of slippers, her eyes darkened.
…
Mo Xiaoguo put on an apron and rummaged the entire kitchen before finding a suitable casserole for boiling medicine. Pour a pair of medicine in, add water and fry it on the fire.
Even when she was standing in the kitchen, she felt a little embarrassed when she thought that there were only two of them in this house at the moment.
Not daring to go out, but dared to stand at the door of the kitchen quietly looking at his house.
She thought that the single man's home would be a mess, but, unexpectedly, it was fairly clean. No shirts littered everywhere, no socks all over the floor. However, there are some instant noodle bags in the kitchen trash can.
It seems that he usually uses instant noodles to eat a lot.
After looking at it, she took some white rice, washed it and added water, put it on the fire, and made the porridge.
"He sent you here?" Suddenly, a faint voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Without warning, Mo Xiaoguo trembled in surprise, her hand accidentally touched the boiler, and she was so hot that she sucked air. Raising his hands and pulling his ears, he stared at him dissatisfiedly, "Why are you standing behind me suddenly?"
"... This is my home." Mu Beicheng's eyes floated slightly, watching her closely.
She looks so cute when she is scalded.
Wearing an apron that I didn't know where it came from, she really looked like a little wife at home.
Little wife
This thought made Mu Beicheng amused. But the deepest part of his heart became soft unconsciously, he walked closer and whispered: "Extend your hand over and let me take a look."
Mo Xiaoguo was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly released her hand from her earlobe, only shook her head, turned her back and looked at the fire, "It's okay, and no burns..."
On her back, the word'distance' was written literally.
Obviously, she deliberately kept her distance.
With his lips hanging down, Mu Beicheng no longer approached boringly, just leaned lazily on the wall, squinted and asked again, "The man sent you here?"
"...Yes." She answered candidly.
"He calls you'wife'." He bit the word'wife' deliberately or unintentionally, with mockery.
Her head hung down, "I said, we are friends."
This feeling is strange.
It seems that he has done something wrong and is being accused by Xingshi. However, I should ask myself, shouldn't it be my boyfriend Lu Feng
The key is, why do I still feel guilty in the face of Mu Beicheng's questioning
"Friend?" He sneered, chewing on these two words, staring at her heavily, "I didn't know until now that my friends can also call the word'wife' so handy; only then did I know, Friends can still kiss! Mo Xiaoguo, you really made me insightful!"
His eyes became sharper and sharper, and his words were all cynicism!
Mo Xiaoguo felt very wronged. Even if I was taken advantage of by Mu Haoyu, I still want to be so fierce by him now! Question like this!
This feeling is really annoying.
"Anyway, you don't believe what I say. This is my personal business, and I don't have to report to the president."
She turned around, removed her apron, and said, "I'm ready to make the medicine. If you call me later, I will trouble Mr. Mu to turn off the fire and pour it out to drink. Also, the fire next to me. Great porridge. Drink the porridge first, then the medicine. I'm leaving now!"
After she finished speaking, she put down her apron and turned to leave.
The moment he passed Mu Beicheng, he suddenly reached out and caught her.
She struggled subconsciously, he frowned impatiently, and with a long arm, she firmly fixed her on the wall of the kitchen.
"Who allowed you to go?"
The hoarse voice was so sexy in the dark that it was shockingly sexy. Especially, so close, so close...
It was so close that his long curled eyelashes were about to brush her cheeks.
She turned her face in panic, not daring to look at him, only feeling that she could not even breathe.
He subconsciously tightened the corners of his clothes and licked his lips nervously before he said: "It's getting late, I'm going back..."
She struggled, but he tightened her shoulders again, holding her in place. The man's palm was like an iron chain, making her immobile.
Under those deep eyes, the danger that burst out was too clear.
Mo Xiaoguo only felt dizzy, as if he was going to infringe everything, stiffly stretched against the wall.
suddenly…
The sharpened jaw was clasped hard by him. The innocent and clean face was lifted up. She can see the deep-eyed dark tide surging more clearly, and her possessive desire is especially clear.
"No!" She shook her head and flatly refused.
but…
The heart is trembling unconsciously.
As if being stimulated by her refusal again, his eyes darkened, his thin lips pressed heavily against hers as he bowed his head.
"Um..." When the heat hit, she immediately struggled and pushed back.
However, his body was completely pressed against the wall by his tall and hot body, leaving no space.
"Don't do this..." She choked at the clothes behind him.
I sincerely hate this feeling of being suppressed.
Yes, it's not the fear when I was forced to kiss by Lu Feng that night, I just hated...
However, this feeling of being disrespected is really bad!
"Don't refuse me!" I only tasted her soft lips for the first time, and even had no time to kiss her deeply, but Mu Beicheng's breathing was completely messed up.
The body is uncontrollably hot and tight.
He desperately wanted a more delicate aftertaste of the sweetness that he has been obsessed with for six years.
Thinking about it this way, the strength on his lips became even heavier. Even more arrogantly wanting to knock her teeth...
A sense of humiliation swept across the body. Mo Xiaoguo shuddered, clenching her hands, "Let go of me... Mu Beicheng!"
But he seemed to be unable to hear her at all, with a powerful palm piercing between her hair, and he simply held her face with both hands.
Sexy lips, kiss harder and deeper.
This reminded her of the scene of being strongly kissed by Lu Feng that night.
What is the difference between him now and Lu Feng that night? Why are they so self-willed? What do you think of her again? A tool for venting casually
The overwhelming sense of shame made her sore her nose.
Tears slid down, and she slapped Mu Beicheng's face with an impulsive slap.
The slap in the face, crisp and loud, echoed in the kitchen.
At that moment, Mu Beicheng was stunned. The lips were still on her lips, and they didn't loosen immediately.
His eyelashes were hanging down, so that he couldn't see his expression at the moment, and could only hear heavier and heavier gasps.
Mo Xiaoguo was also stunned. It was as if this slap was on his heart, and suddenly he felt strange pain.
The pain was so painful that her eyes couldn't stop pantothenic acid.
"I... I didn't mean..." her voice softened and she cried, but then she became firm again: "You can't do this to me! You can't bully people like this! I do... Um..."
The lips were blocked again.
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day!
What the hell is he going to do
Mo Xiaoguo's eyes were wide, and she couldn't believe it. His breath is full of his breath, sweeping all her senses like that domineeringly.
After being slapped in the slap, Mu Beicheng learned to be clever, and directly raised her hands and nailed her to the head.
Her scorching eyes constricted her tightly, and her thin, hot lips were still lingering on her lips.
"Mo Xiaoguo, listen carefully..."
Speaking, breathing heavily, flames jumping in those eyes, it was more like melting her.
That kind of heat made her feel at a loss, and she could only dizzy to hear his demonstrative sound in her ears, "Even if it makes you hate me, hate me, but everything I do to you tonight, I don’t I will regret it!"
What does it mean? !
Her mind was blank.
However, without waiting for her to think clearly, Mu Beicheng's kisses fell violently and densely again.
…
The tense string in the heart broke instantly.
Such a kiss is so strange...
Reason told her that she should do everything in her power to refuse. However, being held and kissed by him, all the strength in her body has been exhausted, making her weak.
He can only be allowed to bully, and even forcefully respond to him.
I don’t know how long I kissed...