"I hate it!"

Muqiqi pats his extended hand and stares at him seriously.

"To be honest with me, what kind of ecstasy do you give to my colleagues? They all say good things about you?"

Because of the need to communicate with each other in work, Muqiqi ran to the big office outside this morning. Every time she saw a colleague, she was talking about how good and intimate their home was. She felt that it was not normal.

Although moyanjue is really good to her, you don't need to be like this, do you?

So she thought there was something in it, so she came to him in a rage and asked him about it.

"The eyes of the masses are bright." Somebody's on top.

Muqiqi reached out and pinched his nose. "Can you not be so narcissistic?"

"I call it confidence." Mo yanjue put her little hand down, put his mouth close to her and pecked at the corner of her mouth twice.

Although Muqiqi is desperately hiding, he still can't escape from the devil's hand finally, and is successfully taken advantage of.

"I hate it. I'm serious. What are you doing behind my back?" Muqiqi was angry and pushed his chest hard.

"Nothing, darling. Hurry to work and take you to eat delicious food later."

Raised the wristwatch to have a look at the time, Mo yanjue appeases the wife to break the casserole to ask after all mood.

"No, you must tell me today, or I won't get up!" Muqiqi tries to play tricks.

It's a pity to be in someone's shoes.

Gently hug her waist, put her down, and stare at her with dim and hostile eyes.

"Then I don't mind what happens here?"

"Moyan Jue, that's enough!" Muqiqi is going to be blown up by him.

At this time, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Jerry came in to find her with some documents, but did not expect to see such a scene.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to, you go on, go on!" Then close the door and run.

Mu Qiqi hears the sound and sits up from Mo yanjue's arms. At this time, he only sees the glass door shaking, where is Jerry's figure.

Mu Qiqi is angry, "Mo yanjue, I hate you!"

Someone smiled very happy, shrugged innocently, "I let you go to work quickly, you can't get up, can't blame me."

"You!" Muqiqi is blocked by him and can't speak. She's begging for help.

Forget it. I don't want to waste time with him.

Immediately, he got up from his leg, tidied up his clothes, touched his slightly hot cheek, breathed a few times, felt that he had adjusted his mood, and then walked out of the office and chased him out.

Looking at his wife's charming back, Mo yanjue lightly hooks his lips and smiles with pride.

Then I turned my attention to the computer screen and continued my incomplete work.

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the next office.

Muqiqi summoned great courage to lift his hand, "Dong Dong Dong."

"In!" Jerry, who was also a little nervous, answered.

Muqiqi took a deep breath, pretended to be very calm, and pushed open the office door.

"Jerry, what can I do for you?"

Jerry's face is redder than Muqiqi's, and he dare not even look up at her. Instead, he opens the folder directly, "there's a question that you need to look at... Br >

Muqiqi walks over hard, sees several paintings in the folder, and points out the problem quickly.

Jerry nodded. "I'll let them fix it."

When the problem is solved, Muqiqi is ready to leave. After a few steps, he turns around. "Jerry, I have a question for you"