Chapter 592: He was afraid of what he was rejected.

Qiao Mianmian heard the sound of opening the door. She estimated the time and asked softly, "Have you finished the meeting?"
"Ok."
On the other side, Mo Yesi pushed open the door of the office, did not see his little wife waiting on the sofa as expected, and felt a little bit of dissatisfaction. The tone was a little bit grudge, "You are not in the office? Where to go? Alright? Didn’t you wait for me in the office?"
"I just went to the mall to buy things." Qiao Mianmian heard the dissatisfaction in the man's tone, and immediately coaxed, "I bought you a gift. You waited a few minutes for me, and I went back immediately."
"You bought me a gift?" Mo Yesi's voice rose slightly, with a hint of joy in his voice.
Qiao Mianmian knew that this was a good deal.
She pursed her lips and endured the urge to laugh, cleared her throat with a cough, and said with a smile: "Well. But, I don't know if you will be happy..."
"I like."
Before she finished talking, the man's deep voice overflowed with a touch of tenderness, and said cheerfully: "You gave me everything, I like it. Baby, what did you buy me for?"
The phrase "you gave me everything, I like it," gave Qiao Mianmian a sweet taste.
Her lips twitched gently and said: "Keep it secret and show you later."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Back to Mohs.
When Qiao Mianmian entered the office, he was pulled into a warm and strong embrace.
Before she could react, the man squeezed her jaw, and her hot wet lips pressed down.
"Well."
She raised her hands and waved in the air, Yu Guang aimed at the door that had not been closed, and stood staring at the door with a few bags, blushing and looking at their Wei Zheng, her face suddenly turned red. Too.
The little hand waving in the air pressed against his chest and pushed gently.
The kiss did not last long.
After a few seconds, Mo Yesi released her.
But the man kissed hard.
Even in just a few seconds, Qiao Mianmian's lips were kissed red and swollen.
She reached out and wiped her numb lips, raised her head and glared at him in embarrassment. She was embarrassed to see Wei Zheng.
Mo Yesi, however, tickled his lips happily. He held the fragrant girl in his arms and raised his eyes. His eyes fell to Wei Zheng who was neither standing nor walking at the door, and his eyes were heavy. , Sweeping the tenderness of the previous moment, the official asked: "What are you doing there, the roots are rooted on your feet?"
Wei Zheng was aggrieved, and lifted the bag in his hand: "Mo Zong, can I go in and put things down again?"
It seemed that Mo Yesi saw something in his hand, frowned frowningly, turned around Qiao Mianmian and walked into the office: "Place it on the coffee table and go out."
"Oh……"
Feeling more aggrieved at the expression on Wei Zheng's face, he walked into the office with a grudge, put the things down, and left with a grudge.
He really feels sour.
As a special assistant who has been with Mozambique for many years, he has always felt a strong sense of his existence.
but……
Ever since Mo concluded his marriage, President Mo has a young lady, but when the young lady is there, he feels that he is superfluous.
In the eyes of President Mo, there was full of disgust.
He was afraid of what he was rejected.
I'm afraid that in the next second, President Mo will tell him to go to country F to dig coal.