I'm Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Chapter 806

Mo night division raises deep black eyes to look at her, on the beautiful face, the facial expression slightly eases a bit than just now.

Obviously, I was pleased by what she said just now.

His eyes showed a little smile, but his face was still tense: "I didn't ask you for it."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qiao mianmianmianmian continued to laugh and coax a proud man, "you didn't ask me, I wanted to buy it for you."

"Buy me expensive ones?"

"Well, pick the most expensive."

"I didn't force you."

"Yes, yes, you didn't force me. It's all my own volition. "

"In a moment, you go to the mall." Mo night division said here, eyes have been stained with a shallow smile, the corner of the lips also a little bit hook up.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao mianmianmian into his arms, let her sit on his lap, held her and opened a document: "you accompany me to read the last few documents, and I can get off work."

Qiao mianmianmian twisted in his arms, adjusted a more comfortable sitting position, put his arm around his waist, hugged him and said, "will this affect your work?"

The girl in my arms is fragrant and soft.

Wisps of attractive sweetness lingered in his nose. It was impossible to say that it had no influence on him at all.

Holding her, he's always a little confused.

Want to do something else.

But the feeling of holding her was so good that he could not bear to let her go.

He took a deep breath and endured the heat caused by her wriggling just now. His voice was suppressed and his words were a little hoarse: "baby, as long as you don't move in my arms, it won't have any effect on me."

"Otherwise, if you twist it two more times, I may not be able to guarantee what will happen later."

As if to prove his words, there was a very honest reaction somewhere.

Qiao mianmianmian sat on his lap and felt it all at once.

There was a heat wave on her face, and she was frozen in his arms, afraid to move again.

Last night This man has been struggling for too long.

Moreover, she changed so many patterns of tossing her, until now, her legs are still sour and soft.

She doesn't want to be upset before she recovers

*

a private club.

In the decorated antique courtyard, a handsome and evil man is sitting in a pavilion.

Around the pavilion is a pond full of pink lotus flowers.

Relying on the vermilion railing, the man held a portion of fish food in his hand. His slender white fingers twisted the fish food in the small porcelain bowl and threw it into the pond, attracting a group of fish to scramble for food.

On one side of the stone table, there are exquisite tea sets. The tea artists in the club hold a purple clay pot to water the tea cup. As soon as the hot water is poured, the refreshing fragrance of tea rises into a stream of white smoke and spreads everywhere.

In the air, the fragrance of tea is sweet and pleasant.

The tea master took the cup and respectfully and carefully sent it to the man who was feeding the fish: "gongshao, please taste it."

Gong Zeli threw some fish food into the pond, then turned around, took the wet handkerchief handed over by the waiter on one side and wiped his hands.

After wiping, I took the cup of tea.

As soon as I sipped, I heard the sound of feet approaching slowly.

After walking into the pavilion, the footsteps stopped.

A respectful voice sounded: "Gong Shao, Mr. Qiao is here."

Gong Zeli raised his eyes lazily, and his eyes fell on Qiao Ruhai, who was standing there uneasily, and hooked his lips,