Chapter 39

"Oh, call me when the meal is ready." Mo Xiuchen said without raising his head.After reading this page, he turned to the signature section on the next page, picked up a pen and signed his name there.

Wen Yiyi bit her lip, "It's already done."

Mo Xiuchen paused for a moment, then looked up at her.

She stood at the door, stretched her head out to look inside, her watery eyes were blinking, her rosy lips were slightly pursed, her little hand was on the doorknob, she looked a bit like a child peeking at what the adults were doing.

"Is she here?" Mo Xiuchen asked quietly, put down the documents in his hand, stood up from the chair, and strode toward the door.

Wen Yiyi nodded, knowing that the she he was referring to was Mo Qingling, watching his approaching figure, Wen Yiyi stepped back a few steps, saw him walk to the door, turned off the light, and then came out.

The tall and straight figure stood in front of Wen Yiyi, her body of about 1.6 meters, which was not short among girls, looked very petite in front of him at the moment.

Wen Yiyi looked up at him, and Mo Xiuchen happened to lower his head, so his eyes met.

His dark eyes were indifferent, and his handsome fair face was expressionless. With just that look, Wen Yiyi felt a little weak all over, and she couldn't help but think of him last night.

Wen Yiyi blushed slightly, and took small steps to the side.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at her shy face, something flashed in his eyes quickly, and then disappeared, he stood up straight, cast a last glance at her, turned around, and strode downstairs.

Wen Yiyi followed him step by step, he walked fast, and his steps were still long, Wen Yiyi trotted to barely keep up with him, her fair and tender face was flushed, she was panting slightly, her chest heaved one volt.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes lightly swept over her undulating chest, he reached out to grab her arm, and pulled her towards the dining table.

Mo Qingling's mouth was full of food. Seeing Mo Xiuchen leading Wen Yiyi over, she paused for a moment, then widened her eyes, chewed the food symbolically twice, and then swallowed it. Accidentally, her throat got stuck, and Mo Qingling's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.

"Ummmm..." Mo Qingling opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was so constricted that he couldn't say a word, so he could only look at Mo Xiuchen as if asking for help, hoping that he would pour him a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiuchen just glanced at her indifferently, walked to the seat next to him and sat down, and said in a neutral tone, "I don't have hands?"

Mo Qingling: "!!!" Is this my brother!Is this my brother!

Her throat was hurting, Mo Qingling had tears in her eyes, and a glass of water was suddenly handed over from her side. She reached out to take it, raised her head and gulped it down, and then swallowed the stuck food, her throat was burning hot. , it hurts.

She raised her head and glanced at Mo Xiuchen with a sad expression, then turned to look at Wen Yiyi, Mo Qingling's sad expression was swept away, and she faced Wen Yiyi with a smile, put the water glass on the table, He said, "Thank you."

Wen Yiyi nodded, but did not speak. Seeing that she was silent, Mo Qingling stood there without moving, and was about to pull her to sit beside him, but unexpectedly, Mo Xiuchen stretched out his hand and pulled her over.

Mo Qingling's eyes glared, "Brother, why are you robbing me!"

Mo Xiuchen gave her a sideways glance with a cold expression, and raised his thin lips lightly, "Do you still need to snatch it?"

(End of this chapter)

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