early morning.
The body's natural clock is already familiar, even if there is no alarm clock can wake up.
Mo Zili goes into the bathroom to wash and then goes downstairs. It's ten past six.
There was a movement downstairs, which made him walk, and his eyebrows frowned.
Then continue downstairs, came to the cloakroom, saw the petite figure, "what are you doing?"
Su Han turned and nodded to him: "president, er I heard the former Secretary say that he would help you prepare clothes and breakfast. Breakfast is ready on the table. What do you want to wear? "
Today, she didn't wear high-heeled shoes and skirt, ordinary shirt and jeans, stepped on a pair of small white shoes, outside is a white coat, revealing a small ankle.
"Whatever." Mo Zi glanced up and down at her, turned around and went out.
Su Han swallowed his saliva awkwardly and breathed softly.
It's casual, but most of Mo Zili's clothes are black-and-white shirts and black suits, not even bright clothes.
Mozi came to the dining room with sandwiches and hot milk on the table.
He ate quickly and went in to change.
After coming out, Su Han helps him tie his tie. Although it's embarrassing to be so close, it's also one of her jobs.
It's just embarrassing
Su Han can't do it.
Is it like a red scarf?
It seems wrong
Mo Zi looked at her with low eyes.
She cut the end of the end of the hair, it is very refreshing, but also add some pure lovely.
At this time particularly serious, but because of tension and slightly biting the lower lip, this is her habitual action.
She used to do the same thing when she couldn't do it.
Mo Zi Li suddenly raised his hand to hold her hand, let Su Han slightly a meal, lift eyes surprised to look at him.
The next second, Mo Zili pulled her hand off, turned to face the mirror and tied his tie, "I thought you prepared very well today."
Su Han closed her eyes and regretted, "I'm sorry, I'll learn it tomorrow."
Mo Zili tidied up and went out.
There is nothing wrong with Su Han's work in the morning. She didn't sleep last night. She negotiated with her former Secretary for a long time, and learned about Mo Zili's personal habits and various itineraries.
At noon, I can't help feeling sleepy. I can't help dozing off while typing. I can't hold my eyelids.
No, I can't sleep. If I sleep, I will be told by him.
It's time for lunch break. Everyone goes to dinner. Today, Mozi has no social intercourse. Su Han cheers up and knocks on the door. "President, what would you like for lunch?"
Mo Zi left a lift Mou then see she couldn't help but hit a ha, eyebrow center tiny a Cu, the tone is very cold, "you are very sleepy?"
Su Han quickly covered his mouth, then shook his head: "No."
Mo Zi from the button before the document, looking at the computer, "order the usual that good."
"All right." Su Han turns around and goes out. She picks up her mobile phone to order. Fortunately, her former secretary told her last night.
After ordering a meal, Su Han sits on the chair and can't help but lie on the table, ready to squint for a while.
As a result, she really fell asleep when she squinted. It was only when the waiter woke her up that she suddenly responded, quickly thanks, paid, and then entered the office with a lunch box.
The lunch box is placed on the tea table, the chopsticks are scalded with hot water and placed on the paper towel, so Han goes out directly.
The former Secretary said that when the president was busy, he would eat. Don't disturb him.
But he just looked serious, it seems that he won't eat immediately.