Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Lin Jiawei was going crazy, Tang Jing actually asked her to deliver shoes to Su Mi, she was going to die.

She ran out of the company and could only call Ye Ping in a hurry, and asked with a smile, "Ye Ping, you have been working with Ms. Su, do you have her shoes?"

"Yes!" Ye Ping asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Jiawei said: "Secretary Tang asked you to deliver shoes to Miss Su. It's getting late, and it's not convenient for me to buy here. Why don't you take the shoes and give them away? Listen to the wind by the river."

Ye Ping wanted to go to the riverside to listen to the wind for a long time, so he said cheerfully: "Don't worry! I'll go now."

Lin Jiawei added: "Young Master Mo asked Mr. Tang to send it to you. When the time comes, you can say that Mr. Tang asked you to go!"

"I understand, don't worry about my work." Ye Ping responded with a full mouth.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Jiawei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and escaped again. Life like this is like walking on thin ice, and she doesn't know when she will be out of gangs and die.

Her plan to seduce Young Master Mo was far away, but she was helpless in the place closest to him. This was the most painful place for her.

She has to speed up the plan, but she doesn't know how to speed up the plan...

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Under Su Mi's teasing, when he returned to the apartment, Mo Hanchen had basically returned to normal.

She was particularly curious why Mo Zengyao turned to Jin Zexi?And hasn't Mo Zengyao been abroad all the time?When did you come back?

All kinds of questions circled in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask them.

As soon as he entered the door, Mo Hanchen held her down and undressed her, Su Mi was stunned, was he in such a hurry?
When he found a horrible bruise on her waist, her whole face changed, and she realized that he was checking whether she was injured.

Mo Hanchen brought medicinal wine and asked her to lie on her side on the bed to rub her wounds away.

I don't know if it was because his hands were too strong, and Su Mi cried out in pain at the first stroke.

In fact, it's okay if he doesn't rub it, and it doesn't feel too much. As soon as he started, she felt that it hurt too much, the kind of pain that she didn't guard against.

Mo Hanchen raised his hand, for a moment he didn't know what to do, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly.

Su Mi murmured, "If you don't take the medicine, it doesn't hurt."

Mo Hanchen obviously didn't believe her words, he said in a deep voice, "Be patient, I'll try again."

He lightly put his hand on her waist first, Su Mi only felt a tingling numbness and her body trembled.

"It still hurts like this?" Mo Hanchen wondered if he had hurt his internal organs, why did it hurt before he started rubbing?

Su Mi's breathing was a little short, panting and said a word carefully, "itch."

This position can be regarded as a rather ticklish place.

Mo Hanchen looked at her in surprise, and after exerting a little strength with his hands, Su Mi immediately said, "It hurts."

He asked her slowly: "Is it more comfortable if it hurts and itches?"

Su Mi belatedly realized that he was actually talking nasty things. For a man like him, even saying such things is really advanced and attractive.

She pulled the pillow over, buried her face in the pillow, and let him hold her down without saying a word.

But I was thinking shamefully in my heart, it was really painful and itchy and very comfortable, but my body felt empty.

It's enough to pinch her a wound, and it can be so ambiguous.

After he finished rubbing her wound, he withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice, "I'll go out for a while."

Su Mi exposed her eyes, looked at him and asked, "You have to go!"

Mo Hanchen looked at her, and found that her eyes were as charming as silk, and she was indescribably seductive at the moment, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to wash my hands."