Chapter 33: Qiao Mianmian, what do you mean?

Qiao Mianmian: "..."
Her face was slightly hot: "Cough, it's not Mr. Chen's business. He handled it very well, and I'm not dissatisfied."
"Then why are you still unhappy?"
"...It might be hungry." Qiao Mianmian couldn't help it, he just thought of a reason.
I heard a man on the other end of the phone smile lowly: "It turns out that way. Sorry, things are a little bit more today, and I have to get off work for a while. In the future, I will try to come home from work as early as possible to accompany you."
Qiao Mianmian: "Cough cough cough..."
She... didn't mean that!
"I've arrived." Mo Yesi paused and said, "Should I go up to you, or..."
"I'll go find you." Before he finished, Qiao Mianmian said first, "I'll go down immediately."
The appearance of Mo Yesi.
She was worried that if he came up in a while, it would attract all kinds of attention.
She still thinks it is better to be low-key.

To the underground parking lot.
A black Bentley flashed double.
As soon as Qiao Mianmian walked over, the door of the rear compartment opened.
Inside the carriage.
The man was holding a thin laptop in his hand. He was a bit lazy in his sitting posture, his cold and deep eyes swept the computer screen, and then he looked up and looked directly at Qiao Mianmian.
Eyes are opposite.
His eyes were as deep as a secluded pool, and her shadow reflected in the dark eyes.
The underground parking lot is a bit dark.
The lights are on in the car.
He sat in the warm light, his beautiful face was covered with a soft luster, and the lines of his face appeared very soft.
Even his eyes seemed to soften.
Qiao Mianmian stunned, suddenly missed a beat.
Mo Yesi and her looked at each other for a few seconds, and turned their heads back: "What are you doing, standing up?"
"……Oh."
Qiao Mianmian took a deep breath, touched a little hot cheek, and stooped into the car.

The door closed.
The space seemed to narrow down at once.
There is a faint scent in the carriage, which is not as pungent as the ordinary car perfume, it is a very elegant fragrance.
Qiao Mianmian's heart beats a bit fast.
Because she felt that after she got on the car, she had eyes on her all the time.
The man next to him looked at her without hesitation.
Qiao Mianmian was uncomfortable.
Just when he wanted to speak, the man's deep and sultry voice rang in his ears: "Why didn't you buy anything? Did Li give you that card?"
"Here."
When he talked about the card, Qiao Mianmian remembered that she had to return the card and the watch to him.
"Why didn't you buy anything? Didn't you like it?" Mo Yesi frowned.
It seemed as if she was dissatisfied with her not spending a penny on him.
Qiao Mianmian: "..."
She took out the black card from the bag and his more than two million watches, and handed it to him: "Mo Yesi, give it back to you. These things are too expensive, and Chen Chen and I can't Received."
Mo Yesi's frowned eyebrows became tighter and deeper when she saw what she handed over.
The expression on his face was not very good: "Qiao Mianmian, what do you mean?"
Qiao Mianmian was a little scared when his face fell.
She is not that kind of timid person.
However, the masculine aura sitting next to her is too powerful.
Qiao Mianmian was really surprised.
Under the gaze of the men's extremely oppressive and terrifying eyes, Qiao Mianmian swallowed nervously: "Mo Yesi, although we are already married, but I don't think I'm well adapted to this relationship . I hope you can give me some buffer time."