Chapter 582

Late door, familiar with the way to the president's office, do not knock, directly into the door.

Wen Mo closed the document and looked at her. "It's just right."

Later, his eyes skimmed over the document he was holding, slightly picking his eyebrows, "are you in caoying, and are you in Han?"

He clearly read the documents sent by the city government.

Wen Mo smiles, "the business of the group has been handled. Tomorrow I will start to prepare for the transfer of data to your name."

Late hook lips, a look of money fans, "how much money can I receive each month?"

Wen Mo laughs, "you can see for yourself, and I promise you won't be disappointed."

"All right!" After eating, he got up and locked the door of the office. He habitually asked, "do you want to take a nap today?"

Wen Mo gently smiles, "come here."

Late came to him, but he was pulled to the legs to sit down.

She put a finger on his chest and asked warily, "what are you doing?"

Wen Mo stares at her pretty face, a pair of Phoenix eyes gradually deep up.

"Just have a look. You don't think about it."

Late turned a white eye, and began to numb.

She is not angry way, "see enough?"

"No Wen Mo buttoned her chin, lips a little bit closer, voice gradually low, "never enough..."

Chi Wan has been used to his irregular and sneak attacks from time to time. If he can't push it away, he caters to it superficially, and his breathing gradually becomes disordered.

Until she felt the reaction of his body, she quickly recovered from the confusion and hit him with her little hand.

"Let go!"

Wen Mo bit her lip discontentedly. If he had to pick out her fault, it was too restrained.

How can we stop at this time?

Wen Er Shao forgot that he had to restrain himself later than before

"Don't mess about!" Feel his hand has been in her skirt at the bottom of uneasy up, she was a little anxious, "this is your office!"

Wen Mo said, "it's a good place to try."

Oh, my God!

For Mao Wenmo and LAN Xiu met, he took her man askew like this?

After several rejections, Wen Mo directly swept the things on his desk, and the files and books fell all over the floor, leaving a large space.

He held her on his desk, up and down.

Late to crazy, strange feeling let her shiver speechless, resistance action is more like to refuse to welcome.

"Wenmo, if you don't let go, I'll never talk to you again!"

But under, she put a cruel words.

Play in the bathroom, and now play in the office?

Let her integrity go!

Wen Mo bit her pink earlobe, "you're leaving the day after tomorrow."

Hearing his voice with a trace of grievance, he was stunned and softened.

The director called her yesterday and told her that she would be there in three days. She has also made a schedule. She will fly directly to her destination from the imperial capital the day after tomorrow morning.

This time, she and Wen Mo may not meet for at least one month or two or three months.

Aware of her softening, Wen Mo's eyes showed a smile of success.

What happened next broke the shame of late!

"In the evening, keep your voice down. Although the office is soundproof, you may not hear it at the door."

This man got cheap also sell good, let late late want to bite him!

Peat!

Be quiet and don't let her make a sound!