When it comes to Suze, the smile on Joan's face immediately disappears.
Lin Huizhen looked at her face and said carefully: "don't worry, mom knows you've been wronged. However, you know what's going on at home now. If you break up with Suze, it will be very difficult to find a man with such conditions in the future. "
"You have to think it over."
"Mom, it's not that I want to break up with him." Qiao Anxin clenched his lips, his eyes flushed, and said, "he wants to break up with me. He is still thinking about Qiao Mianmian, the little slut. Now he wants to part with me and make up with that little slut as soon as possible. "
Lin Huizhen was startled and said, "don't Su Ze know?"
"He knows." Speaking of this, Joe is more angry, "but he thinks Joe Mianmian is forced, he wants to save her from the abyss."
"What should we do then?" Lin Huizhen is anxious, "you are signed in his company now. If you break up, then you..."
"Mom, please stop talking." Qiao an Xin a face irritable lie back on the bed, the tone is extremely bad way, "I already enough tired of, you go out, I want to a person quiet."
"Peace of mind..."
Qiao Anxin directly pulled on the quilt to cover his head and refused to have any more communication.
Lin Huizhen stood by the bed for a while and left helplessly.
After waiting for her to leave, Qiao Anxin takes out her mobile phone and dials a call to Suze. It rings for a long time, but no one answers.
She hung up with a gloomy face and called again soon, but no one answered.
"Bang", Joe was so angry that he smashed his cell phone to the ground.
Did Suze really want to break up with her.
Does he want to part with her immediately, so as to find the little bitch Qiao Mianmian.
He thinks well.
She won't break up with him easily.
never!
*
When Joe Mianmian woke up, he saw a new set of clothes beside the bed.
She went into the bathroom with a bag of clothes, put it on after dressing, and walked out of the lounge.
Mo Yesi Duan is sitting in front of a black solid wood desk. His perfect figure is wrapped in a fit silver gray shirt. His long legs are overlapped in an elegant posture.
With his head propped up in one hand and his head tilted, he was very attentive looking at a document in his hand.
Concentrate, Joe Mianmian has come to his side, he has not found.
Qiao Mianmian didn't make a sound, just stood by and watched quietly.
She lowered her head, can see the man's side face line is particularly perfect, full forehead, straight nose, and thin lips slightly tilted arc.
Sunlight through the dark curtains, a little bit came in, cast on his beautiful face.
It seems to have plated a layer of pale gold light on his perfect and deep facial features.
Qiao Mianmian always knew that director moye was very good-looking.
He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen since she was a child.
The first time we met, she was shocked by his excellent appearance.
Sometimes, she will secretly happy, think she can marry Mo night division, just like the sky drop gold let her pick up general lucky.
This man was born with a good family background, good appearance, good figure and strong earning power. He was obedient to her and spoiled her into a little princess.
Such a husband is hard to find with a lantern on.
It's a blessing that she can meet.
At this moment, when she saw him again, she would still have this feeling in her heart.
Amazing, just like when we first met.
Qiao Mianmian just looked at it for a while. The man who was concentrating on the document suddenly raised his head and looked straight at her.
"Baby, you wake up. Did you sleep well? "
Seeing her, the man immediately put down the document in his hand, stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms.
"Are your legs still sore?" He took off her shoes, and the other hand fell to the sorriest part of her leg and pressed it gently.
"I'll press it for you," he whispered in a soft voice
The man's fingers are slender and strong. The hand that is usually used to sign contracts and documents and makes a lot of money every day is massaging her. He has a good grip, but it's too heavy and it won't be too light.
After pressing it for a few minutes, Qiao Mianmian felt the pain relieved a lot.
Mo night Department press at the same time, ask her: "strength can too heavy?"
Joe Mianmian looked down at his dark hair top, and he knelt down to massage her. The sweet taste came to his heart, and some place in his heart became very soft.
Her lips gently up, sweet voice said: "no, very appropriate."
"Do you feel better?"
"Well." Joe pursed his lips with an impulse to reach for his hair.
She thought so in her heart, and her body soon took action. She stretched out her soft white hand and touched his short black hair.
The man who was massaging her was stiff.
When Qiao Mianmian felt the silkiness of his fingertips, he was stunned.
"Sorry." She immediately took back her hand, thinking he would mind.
She knows that some men hate being touched on the head.
There is a saying that the head can be broken and the hairstyle can't be disordered.
Mo Ye Si Leng for a few seconds and returned to normal, continue to give her another leg, low voice pressure gentle smile, "I don't mind."
When Joe Mianmian heard that he didn't mind, his paws were itchy again.
The hair quality of moyesi is very good. It's a good way to shoot shampoo advertisements without special effects.
She stretched out her little hand again, fell on his head, gently touched his soft hair, soft voice waxy way: "Mo Ye Si, have you ever helped others massage before?"
I feel that the strength of his massage is very good.
It's not like the first massage.
"Well." Mo Yesi knelt down in front of her and pinched the soft meat on her legs, with a soft look on her handsome face. "When I was at home, I helped grandma press her legs. How about my massage technique? "
Joe Mianmian suddenly knew.
She had been to Mohism once, and naturally knew that the old lady had a leg disease.
"Grandma's legs..." Qiao Mianmian looked at his dark hair top, hesitated, asked in a low voice, "how can it be bad. Has she been like that ever since? "