When Tucao meets a boss

Outside Mo's house, as soon as Shisan got out of the car and opened the rear door of the silver-gray Bentley, Mo Qing grabbed Xie Qiuling and got out.

"Let go let go let me go!"

Now that Xie Qiuling was wearing a suit, the neckline of the T-shirt inside was deformed by Mo Qing's five fingers, and his whole head seemed to be covered in the T-shirt.

"If you are obedient and don't run around, I will let go."

Mo Qing is taller than Xie Qiuling, carrying Xie Qiuling is like carrying a cat.But now, his dark eyes are staring at Xie Qiuling from bottom to top, with a hint of pampering, it seems a little sweet.

Shisan, who was walking on the side and following behind Mo Qing, was stunned seeing this.After following Boss for so many years, it was the first time he saw such an expression on Boss's face.In the past, no matter how beautiful women, socialites, or MBs, Boss never brought them back to the Mo Family, but this person, this man, who looks like a man with an upper-middle appearance, has captured Boss' heart... This is simply unbelievable .

"Okay, I'll be obedient, absolutely obedient, it hurts me a lot if you do this, let go, let go!" Xie Qiuling turned her head to look at Mo Qing, and patted Mo Qing's big hand with her palm.

The crackling sound was a bit loud, and Shisan narrowed his slender eyes when he heard it.

This man really doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. You must know that no one in this world dares to treat his boss - the second head of the Mo family, Mo Qing is so presumptuous!

However, Mo Qing seemed to be very useful, the smile in his eyes deepened, and the other big hand supported Xie Qiuling's chin.

Because of the warm big hand on the chin, Xie Qiuling was forced to raise his head, and his back was tightly pressed against Mo Qing's arms.

Xie Qiuling didn't expect it, and before he understood Mo Qing's intentions, his vision suddenly dimmed, and he felt a moist touch on his upper lip.

"Wh-um!"

He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to speak, but Mo Qing never gave him this chance.

His lips were blocked by Mo Qing's lips, and Xie Qiuling's big eyes stared like copper bells. He stayed for a few seconds, and felt someone's tongue took the opportunity to penetrate into the gap between his lips, and after sweeping over the sensitive palate, he suddenly came back to his senses. , gave the man an elbow in the stomach.

"..." Mo Qing grunted in pain.

As for Xie Qiuling, he kept wiping the wet corners of his lips while running wildly.

but……

Well, there are... so many guards in the Mo Family...

Inside the Mo family.

Reluctantly following behind Mo Qing.

After experiencing the kiss in front of everyone just now, Xie Qiuling doesn't want to stay by someone's side now, obviously spring has passed long ago, but a certain guy with "green" in his name seems to be still in the spring and refuses to leave.After the trip to the Maldives, his waist, which is still sore, seems to have completely explained the attributes of this man.

animals.

No...you can't say that, although the other party's behavior exudes this kind of aura all the time, but...he is a big boss anyway, no matter what, he has to add the word "clothes".

Incisive, too incisive.Xie Qiuling couldn't help but nodded, thinking: What I described is too apt.However, I have to say that my Greater China culture is really extensive and profound.

Xie Qiuling lowered his head and sighed.

However, sigh is sigh.Most of the facts prove that when people walk, they must not think about things, because you are likely to hit the pillars.

Of course, since Xie Qiuling was indoors, he would not bump into the pillar.

But he can hit people...

With a bang, his vision suddenly went black, and then Xie Qiuling's entire head was almost buried in Mo Qing's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Mo Qing's voice came from above his head.

Rubbing her almost crooked nose, Xie Qiuling took a few steps back, her eyes flickering. "...No, I just lost my mind."

In fact, if Xie Qiuling and Xie Qiuling said so in normal times, Mo Qing would not doubt it.But now, Xie Qiuling lowered her head to avoid his sight, not to mention, her small eyes still sneaked at him from time to time like a thief.

Mo Qing pondered for a few seconds, then asked: "What were you thinking just now?"

"Ah? No... didn't think about anything..."

"Then why, are you blushing?"

"Red? No way!!! I won't blush because I miss you!!!" Xie Qiuling frowned instantly.

But what to say - ask which one is better than self-recruitment ability.

When Mo Qing heard this, one of his eyebrows raised lightly, his expression seemed to be a little smug: "I see, so you missed me..."

"That's not true! Go away, don't come close to me, you beast in clothes! Teddy Mo!! The second half of the walk--!!!"

Crackling, ummmmmmmm...

I have to say that the Mo family is still very lively today...

……

On the sofa, just as the battle between Xie Qiuling and Mo Qing was about to start, suddenly, a burst of icy jingle bells rang.

The voice came from the landline on the white cabinet next to the European-style vase in the corner.

In the adjacent corridor, Thirteen walked out. He took the receiver, whispered a few times, covered the receiver, and looked towards the sofa.

"Boss, Master Leng's phone call."

Mo Qing raised her head, glanced at the white microphone in Shisan's hand, and waved her hand.

Thirteen instantly understood.

On the side, Xie Qiuling, who was drinking water from a white mug marked with the star father's logo, put down the cup, and stared curiously at Thirteen, who was standing by the wooden cabinet not far away.

"Um, by the way, does Master Leng mean Leng Qiuhan?" Xie Qiuling asked Mo Qing.

"What do you think?" Mo Qing tilted his head, glanced at Xie Qiuling, and then glanced at the mug in front of Xie Qiuling.In the white mug, the water had bottomed out, and Mo Qing lowered his eyes. After taking the silver kettle on the tea table, he poured half a glass of water into it.

Next to the wooden cabinet.

Thirteen: "Sorry, Master Leng, Boss is currently busy, so it's not convenient to answer the phone."

"...inconvenient?" In the microphone, Leng Qiuhan's voice seemed to be low and deep, but after that, he seemed to hold back a little: "Okay, I understand, anyway, please convey it for me—about the brother-in-law I hope we can sit down and have a good talk. After all, he is young, and he is just impulsive. No matter what the conditions are, as long as I, Leng Qiuhan, give me the money, Second Lord Mo can open it."