Chapter 261

There have been so many things recently that she hasn't seen Xiang Mengxia for a long time.

She called to say that she wanted to see her. She must have missed her very much. Otherwise, with Xiang Mengxia's temperament, she would never have been like this.

Mo Xiuchen put her annoyed look into the fundus of his eyes, and stroked her long, soft and vertical hair with his big palm. His voice softened a little, not as hard as before. He asked Wen Yiyi: "what would you like to eat at noon? I asked my mother to do it and bring it to you. "

"Ah?" Wen Yiyi was stunned when he heard this. Then he looked up at the man with a serious face and stammered: "but So Isn't that good? "

Didn't he come here for a vacation, for fun? Let her cook and bring it here What's that.

Although it's my mother, it can't be like this. I always feel like I'm working as a servant.

Mo Xiuchen didn't feel that what he said was wrong. She replied: "no, she can only ask for it."

"What?" Wen Yiyi is still full of question marks.

Why is it so desirable? Shouldn't you be angry!?

Mo Xiuchen didn't explain so much to her, but he looked at her with a smile and asked her again, "what do you want to eat?"

"Well..." Wen Yiyi gently exhorted that he couldn't resist, and whispered: "whatever."

She always felt that it was a bit bad to let song Qiaoyuan make a meal and then send it to them.

After all, it's his mother, and there's a nutritionist at home. Just let the nutritionist do it. Why do you have to let song Qiaoyuan do it.

But the brain circuit of Mo Xiu Chen is too deep, she doesn't understand, also don't want to understand.

Mo Xiuchen eyebrows in hear she said "casually", gently wrinkled, then picked up the mobile phone, to song Qiaoyuan dial a phone in the past.

Three or two words to song Qiaoyuan said, Wen Yiyi was in his arms, mobile phone voice is also big, it is easy to hear their conversation.

I thought song Qiaoyuan would complain or get angry, but I heard her excited response.

As Mo Xiuchen said, it seems that song Qiaoyuan really is You can't wait to cook for them, and then you can send it to them.

But Why?

Wen Yiyi couldn't figure it out for a long time.

Mo Xiuchen hung up the phone and turned to pick the next eyebrow at her, as if to say: "look, I knew it would be like this."

Wen Yiyi looked at him, pulled his lips, didn't say a word, fell into silence.

Mo Xiu Chen sees her obediently low head don't speak, the corner of the mouth can't help of upwardly.

With a low smile, he held out his big palm and clasped Wen Yiyi's waist with his left hand to prevent her from slipping down his leg. He raised his right hand and took the documents from the table, holding her while reading the documents.

Wenyi was in his arms. He didn't want to let her go, so she followed him to read the document.

Even though she didn't understand it at all.

For a moment, the office was so quiet that you could only hear the sound of reading documents.

……

The paper is full of words, so Wen Yiyi's eyes are sleepy.

Just when Wen Yiyi is sleepy, the door of the office is always knocked.

She immediately hit a clever, confused open eyes, in Mo Xiuchen's arm gently patted, voice with the soft when waking up: "Mo Xiuchen It must be your mother. Let me down and open the door

"Yes." The man's voice should be shallow.