Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Su Mi was dazed and looked at him accusingly.

Mo Hanchen's eyes were on her feet.

The carefully picked shells were gathered into a small pile by her, and her little feet were still stepping on half of them, like a cat protecting its food. Those white and tender toes were stained with sand, and she wanted someone to stroke the sand away for her.

Mo Hanchen said lightly, "I'll talk about the work when I get back." Then he hung up on her.

Su Mi said dissatisfiedly: "You are still working! Can't you let me make a phone call to arrange work?"

Mo Hanchen ignored her and put her mobile phone in his pocket. Just as he put it in, her phone rang.

He took it out again, saw Qin Ziyu's call, handed the phone to her eyes and asked, "Arrange work?"

Su Mi didn't answer the phone, rolled her eyes at him, squatted down and continued to search for shells.

Mo Hanchen refused to answer the call, turned off the phone, put it back in his pocket, and kicked her pile of shells.

Su Mi screamed, and raised her hand to hit his leg. Her small hands were soft and long, but it was extremely painful to hit someone. After all, she didn't practice boxing for nothing every day.

Even Mo Hanchen took a step back when he was beaten suddenly.

The shiny leather shoes are stained with sand. This man is always dressed so neatly. When you come to the beach for vacation, what kind of suit and big leather shoes do you wear?

Su Mi pushed her shell aside, reached out to take off his shoes, and said while taking off, "You should be barefoot like me."

Mo Hanchen was slightly stunned, and after this moment of stupefaction, she asked her to take off his shoes, leaving only socks, and then she rolled up his trouser legs for him.

What she was doing at his feet touched the softness in his heart.

Rolling up both trouser legs, she let out a "ha" laugh and looked up at him: "Does it look like a fisherman?"

It turned out that she did so much because she wanted to see his jokes.

He bent down, picked her up, walked into the sea a few steps, and threw her out.

Su Mi sat in the sea with a dazed expression on her face, the flowery skirt on her body was wet, and the sea water splashed on her face, her eyes were wide open in a daze.

The corners of Mo Hanchen's lips raised imperceptibly, and he raised his foot to lift up the water, splashing it on her face.

This man is too hateful!

Su Mi splashed the water violently, and the sea water splashed all over him, and she laughed happily. She was addicted to splashing, and she was not satisfied until his body was wet.

Mo Hanchen viciously lifted her out of the water, and carried her all the way back to the holiday villa.

Su Mi changed her clothes and came out to complain that he forgot the shells she carefully selected on the beach.

Ren Zhe said respectfully: "Miss Su, I have someone pick up the shells for you and put them on the table on the platform to dry."

Upon hearing this, Su Mi immediately ran to the platform to look.

Mo Hanchen also walked towards the platform, and Ren Zhe followed him and said, "Young Master Mo, I have arranged everything here. You can just tell the life assistant directly. I will return to China in a while."

Before Mo Hanchen could speak, his cell phone rang. He glanced at the number and turned to answer the call.

Su Mi asked: "Isn't Assistant Ren staying here forever?"

Ren Zhe said hurriedly: "The company still has a lot of things to deal with. I wish you and Mo Shao a good time in advance."

"Thank you." After Su Mi said, "Oh", she said as if she suddenly remembered something: "This time our company cooperates with your company, and we also want to win-win. I chose Feng Bohuang from your company before. I am more optimistic about him. I want him to endorse our Su's men's clothing for a long time. He is not popular enough, so I have an idea, let him and your company's Bai Chunchun fry CP, you might as well put my idea on this time when you go back agenda."