Choose me for a flash wedding, I'm super sweet

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps was far away that Su Ci slowly raised his head.

Worry was written all over his face, "Mo Chen, if Manager Yan sees you like this, will he say anything?"

"will not."

The man stared at the office door, and then put Su Ci back on the sofa.

Su Ci closed her eyes and endured a burst of cramping, and suddenly felt a chill in her stomach, and opened her eyes to find that the shirt on her belly had been lifted.

Su Ci was startled, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but was pushed down on the sofa by Feng Mochen.

"do not move!"

Being scolded like this, Su Ci was stunned, and saw Feng Mochen rubbing his palms, and then he put his palms on her abdomen and massaged back and forth.

It turned out that he wanted to relieve the pain for himself.

After knowing Feng Mochen's purpose, Su Ci didn't resist so much. The muscles all over his body relaxed, and a warmth spread from his lower abdomen.

His hands were warm, and he repeated the same movements over and over again.

"Is it better? Traditional Chinese medicine says that this massage technique will be effective."

"Yeah." Su Ci nodded, although it still hurts, it may be because of the temperature of his hands, at least the pain won't be so severe.

only……

Su Ci looked at the way the man was giving her a massage seriously, and wondered if Feng Mochen had been too kind to her recently.

Giving her a priceless year-end award bracelet, and personally giving her a massage, a thought spread from the bottom of her heart, and it was out of control.

I don't know how long it's been like this, Su Ci felt that her stomach was much more comfortable, and she fell into a drowsy sleep.

When he woke up, he was lying on a big soft bed, and his nostrils were filled with the pleasant smell of a man.

Su Ci's face turned red, because now she was hugging Feng Mochen like an octopus, and he was still covering his stomach with one hand.

Su Ci moved her arms and noticed that the man was waking up, so she asked in a low voice, "Mo Chen, what time is it?"

Feng Mochen woke up and glanced at the mobile phone next to him, "02:30 in the afternoon."

Su Ci was in such a state of embarrassment that she fell asleep after being massaged blackly by Feng Mochen.

Sitting up from the bed with a "bass", "I remembered that I still have a few documents that have not been checked, and I have to go to work."

Just when she was about to stand up, one hand caught her from behind, and she fell on the bed.

Feng Mochen pressed her upper body with one arm, his eyes met, a smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips, "Your boss didn't assign you any tasks, what work do you do?"

Su Ci "..." When she was looking for an excuse, she forgot that Feng Mochen was her immediate boss.

Feng Mochen stared at her with a tangled expression, and the message on the corner of his lips deepened.

Su Ci's gaze was erratic from left to right, but she didn't dare to look directly at the person above her head.

Feng Mochen didn't let her go, so he couldn't stay in this room with him all afternoon, could he?
For some reason, whenever she was alone with Feng Mochen during this time, she always felt a sense of crisis.

Su Ci pondered, and suddenly felt her stomach warm, and Feng Mochen's hand was put back there again, "Does your stomach hurt anymore?"

"Ah."

Su Ci snorted, looking at the face close at hand, she felt her heart beating uncontrollably.

Oops, how could she feel like being teased by Feng Mochen!This is not a good sign!

Su Ci gritted her teeth secretly, while casting a curse on herself.

"I've thought about it carefully. You don't need to work in the secretarial department anymore. You are my personal secretary, and you will work in my office in the future."

"Okay." Su Ci nodded obediently, and she didn't want to deal with those complicated relationships in the secretary department.

However, they are in the same office as Feng Mochen, so it will not be so convenient for Xiaobai and the others to contact him in the future.

"President, can you, like other presidents, build a small shed for me outside your office, and treat it as my private office." Su Ci said in a discussing tone.

The man raised his brows slightly and refused directly, "There are quite a lot of conditions, Su Ci, you have changed a lot recently."

Hearing these words, Su Ci's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly started pretending to be her grandson again.

"Mo Chen let me leave the secretarial department for my own good. I will obey you in everything."

Seeing her cute appearance, Feng Mochen frowned, got up and straightened his clothes, "I'm going to hold a temporary meeting, and you can rest in the room."

"Oh!"

Su Ci nodded, waited until Feng Mochen left, put on her own clothes and went out of the room.

As soon as he took a step, he met Yan Fei who was not far away.

When Yan Fei saw Su Ci, he walked directly towards the bedroom, so fast that she didn't even have time to close the door.

Through the half-closed door, Yan Fei looked at Su Ci with a painful expression, "This is Feng Mochen's room, why are you here?!"

In his tone, there was faintly identifiable anger.

Su Ci wanted to escape at first, but when she thought of what she said before, she instantly regained her confidence.

With a light snort, "Manager Yan, we are all adults. Don't you understand why I appear in Mr. Feng's room at this time? Do you need me to explain it to you in detail?"

The expression on Yan Fei's face was even more painful, the fingertips of the hand holding the door frame turned white, "I don't believe it, you are definitely not that kind of woman, Feng Mochen is not suitable for you, Xiao Su, can you go back with me?"

Su Ci shook off Yan Fei's hand, "Where does Manager Yan want me to go with you? My Su family disappeared three years ago, and now I only have Mr. Feng alone. Of course I want to stay here."

"Even you are an employee of Mr. Feng, why should I go with you?" Su Ci's words were eloquent, but her hands behind her back couldn't stop shaking.

"Manager Yan, what do you think is better than President Feng?"

"I..." Yan Fei opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Although others said that he was a genius elite in the financial industry, after returning to China, he still chose to join Feng Mochen's company.

That man's talent and ability in business are unmatched by him.

Yan Fei struggled for a while, and finally the hand that was holding the door frame fell weakly, staring at her, "I won't believe it, you must have done this to stimulate me, we all need time to calm down."

"Yan Fei, four years, no matter how deep the feelings and impulses are, it's enough for me to calm down. I've already fallen in love with Feng Mochen, and I can't tolerate other men in my heart."

"No, I don't believe it!"

Yan Fei ran away muttering, and the document he was holding fell directly to the ground.

For the first time, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and his back looked so helpless.

Although he saw all this, he still believed in his inner feeling that Su Ci was definitely not that kind of woman.

In the corner, a figure flashed by, but no one noticed her.