The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 308 Gentle Mr. Mo (3)

Women are probably like that.

Be it confident or not.

For the work partners around men, they all like to see if there is anyone who is prettier, younger, or particularly outstanding than themselves.

Tang Xinyan glanced over, they were basically men, only two women, but they were not young, about [-] years old, wearing glasses, looking very capable and neat.

Tang Xinyan's heart was slightly put into her stomach.

Among the secretaries and assistants he has dealt with the most, there is no vixen-like woman.

Mo Chiwei looked into Tang Xinyan's small expression and small eyes, he pinched her palm, and a doting soft light flashed in his deep eyes.

His office was pretty much what she had imagined.

Spacious, bright, clean, cold and hard tones, rigorous and low luxury, make people feel awe-inspiring.

Mo Chiwei had work to deal with, and Tang Xinyan didn't bother him, she sat quietly on the leather sofa.

After reading the script for a while, I couldn't help but look at the man at work.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and it is true.

Seeing his sharp outline, deep and delicate facial features, and indifferent expression, she couldn't help but take out a pen and paper from her bag.

While looking at him quietly, he drew his handsome appearance on the paper.

His eyes are the most difficult to draw among the facial features.

Most of the time, they are deep and indifferent, but occasionally, they are also tender.

Tang Xinyan drew his tender look.

It took almost an hour to draw.

After painting, my wrist is a little sore.

Before she could appreciate it, a big white and slender hand suddenly pulled the drawing paper away from her.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the portrait on the drawing paper.

It was his familiar facial features and outline.

There was a gentle smile in his deep pupils, and a faint smile on his thin lips, his expression was so vivid that even he was stunned.

It seemed that he didn't even know that he could smile so softly.

Tang Xinyan blushed and pulled back the drawing paper from the man's hand, "I drew it casually."

Mo Chiwei held out his hand to her, "Give it to me."

"what?"

"give me."

Tang Xinyan handed the drawing paper to him, he turned around and put it on the desk.

Tang Xinyan chased after her, "I really drew it casually. If you want it, I'll go back and draw a good one..."

Before she finished speaking, he suddenly put his arms around her slender waist.

With a twist, he pushed her against the desk.

He looked at her with piercing eyes, his voice was hoarse and sexy, "I like the gentle me, huh?"

Tang Xinyan's heart beat faster when he saw it, and she put her hands on his strong chest, "I like them all."

There was a faint smile on his thin and beautiful lips.

She was ashamed and annoyed him, "What are you laughing at?"

He didn't answer, just bowed his head and grabbed her lips.

He was thinking, should he agree with Dr. Chu's words, put him to sleep, and forget the scene that affected his physical and mental health.

He wanted her, but no woman made him think so.

Both physically and mentally ache.

Tang Xinyan didn't know what the man was thinking of. At first, his kiss was quite gentle, but slowly, it became wild and fierce.

He sucked her lips hard, rushed into her lip cavity, twisted her tongue, and robbed her of oxygen.

"...Well, this is your office, someone will come later..."

She really didn't want his aloof and noble image to be shattered in front of her subordinates.

Mo Chiwei bit her lips, his voice hoarse and charming, "Still in the mood to consider other people's feelings?"

Without giving her a chance to speak, he kissed her again.

(End of this chapter)