President Mo's sugar is super sweet

Chapter 19
Nan Shengmiao: "..."

who?
Just now we were watching fireworks together, and I took advantage of her, but when I turned around, I turned my face and didn't recognize anyone!

It was the first time she took the initiative to hold hands with a man before she said anything, but he despised it first!
……

From the second day onwards, Mo Jinli did not disappear for no reason as agreed, and stayed in the Mo residence for nothing.

Now, Nan Shengmiao was happy, and followed his butt like a tail every day.

Every day in the Mo house, rumors spread that she couldn't finish talking.

"President Mo, why don't you try the chrysanthemum tea I made."

"Mr. Mo, Xiao Ling and I have learned how to arrange flowers. Look at the vases I put in."

"President Mo, what are we having for lunch today? Why don't we go out to eat, and we can make an appointment by the way."

"..."

After a few days, even though Mo Jinli ignored her in all kinds of ways, Nan Shengmiao's face was cultivated.

For example, now, Mo Jinli treats her like air, and doesn't even bother to answer her words. She is not discouraged, but smiles.

Anyway, she and him will have a long life together.

As the saying goes, if you are close to the water, you get the moon first. They live under the same roof, and sooner or later he will be in her pocket!

However, Nan Shengmiao also gained something. Xiao Ling, the maid she rescued that day, seemed to let go of her prejudices.

She went to ask her for flower arrangement techniques, and she taught her everything without reservation.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is bright and not dazzling, gentle and soft, it is the most leisurely time of the day.

Life is so much better with a cup of afternoon tea and some dessert.

Mo Jinli was dealing with work in the study, and Nan Shengmiao moved a chair out of boredom and sat beside him.

Because Mo Jinli didn't like being disturbed when he was working, so there were only the two of them in the study at this time.

"President Mo, what kind of girl do you like?" Is it me?

After staring at Mo Jinli for an indeterminate amount of time, Nan Shengmiao finally mustered up the courage to speak, but she dared not say the last sentence no matter how thick-skinned she was.

In the past few days, she made indirect remarks and eavesdropped, and learned from the servant that Mo Jinli dislikes girls who take the initiative the most.

Therefore, she wants to take the initiative secretly.

She waited expectantly for his answer, but Mo Jinli directly ignored her question.

However, Nan Shengmiao didn't have the courage to ask a second time.

Although she expects him to say something like you, she is even more afraid that he will say that it is not like you anyway.

It's like when you fell in love with a boy when you first fell in love, but you didn't dare to confess, because you expected to be accepted and feared to be rejected. The feeling is exactly the same.

Mo Jinli was sitting on a luxurious office chair, writing in circles with a limited edition pen in one hand, resting his chin in the other, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners tilted slightly.

The sunlight cast on him through the floor-to-ceiling windows, coating him with a layer of splintered gold.

Half of the knife-like facial features are facing the light, and the other half are in the shadows, making him look like a handsome man who came out of a cartoon, and Nan Shengmiao was fascinated by it.

Hearing the girl's question, Mo Jinli's thoughts suddenly drifted away.

What kind of girl does he like?

The girl he likes is a little cute, a little naughty, a little headstrong, likes to cry and make noise, and likes to yell.

Maybe she has a bad temper, but he just likes it.

And, I've loved it for years.

In a daze for a moment, Mo Jin left his post to answer, only to hear the little girl muttering in a low voice:
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer, I, I just ask casually."

(End of this chapter)