I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

He imagined if he was to press her on this black leather chair...

What would it feel like.

Just thinking about it this way, the body reacted intentionally.

"Mo Yesi...you, why are you..." Qiao Mianmian still didn't know what the man beside him was thinking. Her eyes were wide, and there was a trace of imperceptible panic flashing in her eyes, and a trace of bad things. The embarrassment of being caught on the spot.

"Wei Zheng said you have arrived at the company."

Mo Yesi put away the thoughts of those beasts in his heart, lowered his eyes, and looked softly at the girl who was panicking at him: "So I will come and see."

"Yes, is that true?" Qiao Mianmian blinked, thinking of the cows she had just blown, her face uncomfortable.

He must have heard it.

Hearing how she made up lies and bragging, talked to his sweetheart about how much he loved her.

However, it seemed that he had no intention of debunking her.

Is this going to save her face?

"Well." Mo Yesi didn't seem to see a person standing in the office. From the moment he walked into the office to now, his eyes have always been on Qiao Mianmian's body, and he only talked to her alone.

"Wei Zheng said that you bought him a cake, he just tasted it, the cake is delicious. For my part, I also want to try it." Mo Yesi's thin lips with a light smile, he handed Reach in front of her and ask her for cake.

Although Qiao Mianmian didn't know whether he really didn't see Shen Rou, he still saw it deliberately ignored. Anyway, his way of treating Shen Rou as a transparent person made her feel extremely comfortable.

She glanced at Yu Guang with Shen Rou, not far behind Mo Yesi.

Shen Rou's face was already unsightly.

"You must have a share." Qiao Mianmian glanced back happily and decided to pour some oil on the fire to make Shen Ruo's anger and jealousy burn more intensely.

She lifted a cake bag on the table, bent her lips, and said sweetly, "I don't know what flavor you like to eat, so I bought the flavor I usually like. It's strawberry flavor. Yes, if you don’t like it..."

"I like."

Before she could finish talking, Mo Yesi took the cake bag and took out a strawberry mousse cake from the inside.

He looked down at Qiao Mianmian, his eyes soft, and gave her the spoon in the cake: "Feed me."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

When Mo Yesi yelled her to feed him in a low voice like a coquettish voice, her heart instantly seemed to be shocked by an electric shock, and her heart beat quickly and quickly.

She stared blankly at the man with a beautiful and cold face in front of her, with ascetic breath all over her, feeling her heart trembling.

Mo Yesi, who will be cute with her, is too sultry.

Deadly sultry.

It's hard to resist.

"Baby." Mo Yesi didn't respond when she saw her, her thin lips bent, and she put the spoon in her hand again. The voice was deeper and sultry, "Feed me."

Faced with his deep, dark eyes, Qiao Mianmian felt that there was an abyss in his eyes, and almost attracted her soul.

Her brain suddenly went blank, as if seduced by his voice, she spontaneously dug a spoonful of cake and fed it to his mouth.

Mo Yesi chuckled across his throat, opened his mouth, and gently bitten the pink spoon. Then, as Qiao's continuous blushing heart accelerated, the cake in the spoon was finished.