Song Qiyue was still dizzy. He hadn't gotten over, and couldn't hear what he said. However, his fingers came in again when she was silent, his voice in her ears, so faintly sounded, "July, you are very wet, did you just feel good?"
Song Qiyue had a reaction in her eyes, the flush on her face also stained her entire face, and all the light gathered! In an instant, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him!
But immediately, he grabbed her wrist fiercely, and she couldn't move!
"Mo Zhengyan, you are shameless!" Song Qiyue shouted coldly.
"Aren't you very comfortable!" He lowered his head and asked, "Who was under me just now, yelling softer and slower!"
Song Qiyue was speechless!
The fear spread, but the body was just facing the fear, almost unable to control it, as if it was not her own, trembling to meet him, all this made her speechless! Because even Song Qiyue can't deny that their bodies fit almost instinctively!
This is really sad!
Mo Zhengyan only saw her face, and his eyes were still bright because of anger. At this moment, they were getting more and more condensed. After getting colder, only a layer of misty frost covered him, like a very sad mood. Heart palpitations!
But the next second, she raised her eyebrows again, and the throbbing of that moment passed!
"Mo Zhengyan, you are right, the only thing between us is the best fit!" She waved his hand away!
Mo Zhengyan pressed his thin lips slightly and stopped talking.
"I won't go to the mansion! And! Mo's project, I will definitely show it to you!" Song Qiyue said in a vicious manner, more like an oath!
Mo Zhengyan's heart also became irritable, and various emotions were intertwined. After a long time, he moved his lips and said, "Okay! I'll see how you take it off! Now put my clothes on and get out!"
Song Qiyue glanced at him. She didn't say a word. She put on the skirt on her body and the silk stockings that had been torn. She simply took off and threw them in the trash can. Putting on the panties she threw aside, she got up and left!
Clang--
After the door was opened and closed, there was a very light sound.
People outside saw Song Qiyue coming out, but they didn't know the situation. They just saw her smiling at them, but they shouted, "Secretary Shao, we are leaving."
Shao Fei was drinking coffee in the reception room, and he got up and followed.
Qi Jian and He Sangsang didn't know what was going on, but Qian Jue didn't dare to go in and ask, an insider punched in, "Mr. Mo, Manager Song is gone."
Mo Zhengyan didn't say much, and hung up the phone again.
Qian Jue was still holding the phone, but this time she was thinking, Do you always agree?
In the office, Mo Zhengyan was sitting in the executive chair. He picked up the cigarette and lighter in the drawer. The spark lit the cigarette butt and took one to smoke.
Mo Zhengyan got up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The blue sky is full of white clouds, and the sky is so bright.
...
Overseas Development Department——
In the afternoon, Mo Biyao convened Mo Sinian and Luo Zheng for a small meeting in the conference room. About the start of this project and the convening of partner companies. The secretary reported the company list again. It was really a big team.
"There are really a lot of companies that have taken a fancy to this project." Luo Zheng laughed. Her eyes went down and saw Dingxin Trading. "Mr. Yao, Dingxin also approved the election?"
"Strength can be, with this qualification." Mo Baiyao said.
"You are a good friend, right." Luo Zheng said.
"I'm not a big brother." Mo Baiyao said, "Big brother likes to make money with harmony. Of course, he can give to his own people. However, it depends on whether Dingxin has this ability."
"That said, if Dingxin can really be selected at the end, that's not bad." Luo Zheng responded.
"Si Nian, what do you think?" Mo Baiyao asked.
"I bet that Dingxin will win." Mo Sinian hadn't said anything before, but suddenly said such a sentence at this moment.
Mo Baiyao smiled, "You really have confidence."
"Big brother's vision has always been good." Mo Sinian smiled and said, "He won't accept the bad ones."
This sentence did not know what he was talking about, but it made Luo Zheng's eyes condensed slightly. Mo Sinian asked, "Director Luo, do you think so."
"Of course." Luo Zheng replied.
Mo Baiyao looked at them, and after listening to them, he curled his lips and smiled, "Well, let's get here today. You two will assess your overall strength and give me a report back."
"Yes, President Yao." Luo Zheng answered, Moss's head.
Mo Baiyao left first, Mo Sinian and Luo Zheng were still sitting in the meeting room.
"Evaluation report, make one for each." Mossnian said.
Since he wants to make this decision, Luo Zheng also agreed, "It's okay, so that we can better understand the situation."
Luo Zheng began to sort out the files, and she wanted to leave, but suddenly, Moss said, "You did a good job in yesterday's play."
His words floated faintly, and Luo Zheng's movement stopped, she did not lift her eyes, and ignored it.
"Bai Xue has a wild temperament, you should know. At that time, you were the only one with her, why didn't you tell her that you can't touch Bai Xue?" Mo Sinian whispered.
"It happened suddenly, who can predict it? I don't have the predictive ability to remind." Luo Zheng said.
"You must be very happy yesterday," Mosnian said again.
"Almost kicked by a horse, what's so happy?"
"You know it yourself." Mo Sinian returned with a sentence and looked straight at Luo Zheng, who stopped talking. She just sorted out the last papers in her hand, and stood up and said, "New year, I will go to work first."
Mo Sinian said suddenly, "Have you forgotten that Madam Mo has instructed you not to ride horses anymore!"
Mrs. Mo, Mrs. Mo! Mentioning her, let Luo Zheng think of the past, she chuckled softly, "I won't ride anymore, because I promised Zhengyan."
"Go, thank you for your concern." Luo Zheng turned around and was about to leave, Mo Sinian called her, "Luo Zheng!"
"You come back this time, do you want to sit in the position of Madam Mo Jiashao!" Mo Sinian asked, looking at her back.
"Chenxi can't sit on it, so why would I expect it?" Luo Zheng turned back.
"So, you decided to be the third party." Mosnian's voice had a hint of gnashing teeth.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a status anyway." Luo Zheng has already left, Mo Sinian is sitting alone in the conference room, his gentle face is deeply condensed.
...
That night, when Luo Zheng came back from get off work, she found Qian Jue had arrived. She was curious, "Secretary Qian, why are you here?"
"Miss Luo." Qian Jue yelled, and she replied, "Ms. Mo told me to let people move the sofa back to the mansion."
"Steward Cao, Mr. Mo said, move to the room upstairs." Qian Jue said again, and Steward Cao immediately copied it.
Luo Zheng was surprised. He made a good sofa. Why did he move back to the mansion?
When he entered Mo Zhengyan's office the next time, Luo Zheng saw that there was another sofa in the same position as the original sofa.
Luo Zheng didn't ask any more, just looked at him and said, "Zheng Yan, smoking is not good."
In the past two days, he can't leave his hand.