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Zhao Xi's smile collapsed: No!

Mo Ziran was stunned, "Roast Beef? "Why don't you make French food?"

"…"

"…" Zhao Xi remained silent.

Mo Ziran was in a good mood as he continued to look for dishes that looked pretty good to eat.

Zhao Xi immediately responded obediently: "Yes!"

Mo Ziran looked at her suspiciously, then said: "You have nothing to do at home these past few days?"

Was she very idle?

The smile on Zhao Xi's face did not change: "There is nothing to do."

The color in Mo Ziran's eyes turned deeper. He replied in agreement, and started to eat without saying another word.

Zhao Xi's smile was frozen on her face, why didn't he continue asking?

How could she continue with such a motionless appearance?

Mo Ziran, with a bitter face, could only sit down and eat together with him. With an empty head, he blurted out: "Brother Ziran, shall I help you bathe?"

The restaurant was extremely quiet, not even their breathing could be heard.

It was only then that Zhao Xi realized how captivating her words were. "I didn't mean it that way!"

"Oh, you want me to help you wash it?" Mo Ziran asked in an extremely serious tone.

"…" Zhao Xi wanted to cry, but no tears came out, "I really didn't mean it that way, I can help you carry the water and clothes."

"And then?" Mo Ziran laughed evilly, he raised his eyebrows and continued to ask.

Zhao Xi was silent for a moment: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"How can that be? I've already taken it seriously, Xi Xi, if you let me down, then I won't agree to your request. "

"No way!" Zhao Xi immediately raised her head to refute, but when she saw the profound smile on Mo Ziran's face, she was startled, "Brother Ziran!"

Mo Ziran's smile faded, he knew that this girl was not so kind-hearted!

He slowly put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped his mouth with a tissue. He leisurely picked up the red wine, and lightly swayed a little, and his eyes were pitch black, until Zhao Xi felt that his back was tightened to the point of being stiff. Then, Mo Ziran slowly opened his mouth and spat out a word, "Speak!"

Zhao Xi also put down the knife and fork in her hand, and didn't dare meet Mo Ziran's gaze. "Brother Ziran, what do you think about tonight's dishes?"

"Not much."

"…" Zhao Xi looked at Mo Ziran with an aggrieved expression.

"Speak!"

Zhao Xi remained silent and tried to speak again: "How about I cook for you tomorrow?"

"Depends on my mood." Mo Ziran wouldn't believe that something that Zhao Xi wanted to tell him could give him the mood to continue eating.

Zhao Xi lowered her head again.

"Speak!" Mo Ziran continued to stare at her with a pair of sharp eyes.

"Brother Ziran, I have been at home for the past few days. Actually, I have already rested more or less …"

Zhao Xi carefully thought of a few words to say. On the other side, Mo Ziran laughed coldly: "You want to fly?"

"…"

Although this was what he meant, he didn't need to say it out loud!

Then her hospitality tonight would have been wasted!

Mo Ziran placed his wine cup on the table, and coldly looked at Zhao Xi who had raised her head and smiled like an aunt in a shopping mall: "Brother Ziran, I have always wanted to become a designer."

"And then?"

"So I want to go out to work." Zhao Xi's voice became softer and softer, "I've already promised Fang Han..."

After Zhao Xi finished speaking, she immediately lowered her head and waited for the upcoming storm.

The person on the main seat silently stood up and left without saying a word. Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Xi worriedly followed Mo Ziran upstairs. She knew Mo Ziran would be angry, but there was no need to be so angry.

She carefully pushed open the door and looked around carefully. Mo Ziran was currently sitting on the big sofa in the bedroom with no expression on his face. A storm was brewing in his eyes.

Zhao Xi really wanted to turn around and leave, but Mo Ziran had already seen her: "Come here!"

Zhao Xi's brain was still struggling, but her legs had already unwittingly walked over, so Mo Ziran's tone was a sign of exploding.

With his head lowered, he stood in front of Mo Ziran, waiting to be criticized like a primary school student.

Mo Ziran looked coldly at Zhao Xi's obedient look, and the temperature around him immediately dropped: "You're going to look for Fang Han?"

"I'm not looking for him!" Zhao Xi's reaction was fast, he immediately raised his head and denied it, "I'm just going to work."

"Is there any difference!?"

Zhao Xi said weakly: "There's probably a difference."

Mo Ziran stared straight at her, not saying a word.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Xi finally bit her teeth and said: "Brother Ziran, this is my dream. I really want to be a designer, and I also really want to work at Fang Han's company."

"You want to work for his company? If you want to be a designer, my company has it. " Why did he have to go work at Fang Han's place?

"I don't want to go to Brother Ziran's company." Even though Zhao Xi's voice was low, one could hear the determination in her words.

"Why?!" Mo Ziran was enraged, was his company not as good as Fang Han's?

There was a trace of bitterness in Zhao Xi's eyes: "Brother Ziran, if I go to your company, people would definitely say that I'm going through the back door, and my strength will never be recognized again."

Going by the back door, relying on relationships, being raised, these kinds of words she had heard too many times recently, she didn't want to listen to anymore.

Mo Ziran's self-deprecating tone made him feel very uncomfortable, and he became somewhat agitated: "If you were to go to Fang Han's company, wouldn't it be said that you are going through a backdoor?"

Zhao Xi blurted out, "Fang Han and I are normal upper and lower class relationships, but you are not the Brother Ziran!"

"…" Mo Ziran's anger dissipated a bit, "What does that have to do with me?"

Zhao Xi smiled sweetly: "Aren't you my Uncle Mo?"

Mo Ziran laughed coldly, "I thought you had a request for me today!"

He stood up, took off his tie, and directly walked past Zhao Xi to the bathroom. If he continued to talk with her, he would die from anger!

Zhao Xi was startled and quickly gave chase: "No no, you are not my Uncle Mo. Brother Ziran, I was wrong, alright?"

Mo Ziran did not bother with her at all. After entering the bathroom and closing the door, Zhao Xi immediately blocked the door: "Brother Ziran!"

"Go away!"

"I'm not leaving!" Zhao Xi's tough temper came up, as he blocked the door, "Brother Ziran!"

"What do you want me to do!" Mo Ziran said snappily.

Zhao Xi paused, and her tone softened: "I just want to discuss it with you, don't I?"

"I have nothing to discuss with you." Mo Ziran snorted coldly and walked into the bathroom to let her go. She felt that her attitude was not strong enough, so she added, "Go away!"

"I'm not leaving!" Zhao Xi stood at the door without moving. If he did not agree, she would not let him bathe!

Mo Ziran turned around and looked at Zhao Xi's stubborn little face. "You want to stay and help me bathe?"

"…"

He didn't dare to change his expression so quickly!

Zhao Xi looked around: "Um, Brother Ziran, you wash first, I'll come look for you later."

Mo Ziran's slender legs moved forward and easily grabbed Zhao Xi's shoulders. With a slight tug, he leaned against the wall of the bathroom, and with his other hand, she closed the bathroom door.

Zhao Xi was startled: "Brother Ziran, this place is too small, it's not enough for two people …."

Mo Ziran was so angry that he laughed. His bathroom was almost as big as the living room, but this woman said that this place was too small?

"How intense is it for you to think this place is too small?"

"…"

"You want to go to bed?" Mo Ziran said as he came to a sudden realization. After thinking for a moment, he mercifully caressed her face and said, "We can take a bath first and then go to bed. What do you think?"

"…"

Weren't they discussing whether or not to work for Fang Han's company? Why was there a discussion about the bathroom?

"I didn't bring any clothes." Zhao Xi came up with an excuse after a while.

"What clothes do you need for a bath!"

"What about after the shower?"

"What clothes do you need for sleep!"

"…"

Mo Ziran became even more confident: "Won't I have to take it off even if I wear it? "No trouble?"

"…" Zhao Xi helplessly looked at Mo Ziran with a tearful face, "Brother Ziran, I just want to tell you about my work."

"I'll think about your job when I'm happy." Mo Ziran laughed sinisterly, his long fingers caressing Zhao Xi's face, he lowered his head slightly and bit on Zhao Xi's neck lightly.

Zhao Xi trembled: "Brother Ziran..."

Mo Ziran reached his hands out to grab Zhao Xi and placed her on her shoulder. He walked to the side of the shower to test the temperature of the water before putting Zhao Xi down. When Zhao Xi landed, he wanted to run, but Mo Ziran's long hand immediately appeared in front of her.

With a scream, Zhao Xi wanted to dodge, but Mo Ziran moved even faster, overbearingly pushing her against the wall, the fire in his eyes gradually burning.

Zhao Xi's body was drenched in water, the light colored skirt was stuck to her body, the curves of her body outlined clearly.

He stood under the shower, hot water sprinkling down from his hair. His deep facial features were even more three-dimensional, his eyes were gloomy, the bridge of his nose was raised, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line. His large hands caressed Zhao Xi's plump breasts, as his tall and big body leaned over …

Zhao Xi could barely breathe.

His aura lingered in front of his body. It was hot, but behind his back was a cold wall.

The feeling was completely different, causing Zhao Xi's thoughts to gradually blur.

Mo Ziran held Zhao Xi's hand so that she could wrap it around her neck and raise her body so that the two of them could be even closer.

"I promise you." Mo Ziran's voice sounded beside Zhao Xi's ears. It took her a very long time to understand the meaning of these words.

"You agreed?" Zhao Xi asked uncertainly.

Mo Ziran looked down at her and smiled: "I promise you."

Zhao Xi was so happy that she forgot her own situation and hugged Mo Ziran tightly: "Brother Ziran, I knew you were the best!"

Zhao Xi hugged his neck tightly, with the soft and fragrant bosom in her embrace, Mo Ziran moved his adam's apple, and his body turned into waves of fire.

He lowered his head, accurately found Zhao Xi's lips, and forcefully stuck his hand into her mouth. She sucked all the sweetness from her mouth, and greedily ate every corner of it.

Zhao Xi moaned softly and his entire body trembled. His kiss was burning hot and she could only move her hands continuously on her body. Zhao Xi's body became soft and could only hold on tightly to him.

Mo Ziran's eyes were gloomy, as he broke through the last line of defense on her body.