Chapter 310: Husband, hug!

Mo Yesi: I thought it was a separate date between the two of us.
Qiao Mianmian knew that he was mindful of this, and he smiled back: We met every day, and later we had time for a separate date. Don't be so stingy, okay.
This time, Mo Yesi did not return in seconds.
Instead, after a minute or so, she gave her a word: ok.
Qiao Mianmian looked at the word "good" he returned, and his mind appeared to be cute and clever, and he felt very cute.
She found a cute expression in the reply bar and sent it to him.

Mo Yesi was already in the car when he received Qiao Mianmian's expression bag.
The moment he received the expression pack, he only wanted one thought.
That's what he wanted to catch Qiao Mianmian on the bed.
Want her with the kind of force that makes her tremble and cry under him.
Just like that night, let her cry and beg him, let her bloom into a pink delicate rose under him.
She even sent him a picture of a cat holding a man's arm. This is nothing. The key is the text in this picture: Husband, hug!
Mo Yesi stared at the words "husband" over and over again, imagining how soft and charming the voice was when Qiao Mianmian called him, and his body responded.
He looked down at somewhere in the "head", his deep eyes sinking.
"Fairy!" He took a deep breath with his teeth, looked at the place where he couldn't go for a while, and took a thin blanket to cover it.
Be patient.
When her aunt passed away, he would have to bring back the profit.
He would make her cry and ask him for mercy again.
The car drove out for a while.
When passing a flower shop, Mo Yesi asked Wei Zheng to stop the car.
Wei Zheng parked his car and looked outside. After seeing the flower shop opposite, he guessed what Mo Yesi wanted to do.
"Mr. Mo, tell me what flowers you want to buy, let me go and buy them."
Wei Zheng feels that if such a thing is to be bought, how can his family President Mo go to buy it himself?
Especially when he is an assistant.
Mo Yesi directly opened the car door and quietly commanded: "Wait in the car, let me go and see."
After talking, I got off the car.
Wherever the slender and tall man stands, it gives a unique sense of standing tall.
Just when Mo Yesi got out of the car, the two girls passing by him screamed quietly with their mouths covered: "Wow, look, the man is so handsome."
"Did he get off that Rolls-Royce? Wow, handsome and rich, it's superb."
"Visually 186+, the legs are too long, big legs. He will not be a model."
The two girls were chattering and excited. When they walked past him, their faces were red.
A few passing girls were also peeking at him, and they were all excited and excited when they saw the handsome guys of this level.
Others leaped to him in a try and wanted to ask him for contact information.
The contact person is a girl who is not younger than 20 years old, still very young, her face tender as a peeled egg, her fingers twisted and her face blushing, she asked nervously, "Hi, handsome guy, hello. can we be friends?"
"My name is Chen..."
Before the girl's courageous self-introduction was finished, she heard a deep, cold voice falling above her head, revealing a full alienation: "Take the trouble, don't block the road, I'm going to the flower shop to buy my wife flower."