Chapter 266： All private time belongs to you

Chapter 266 All private time belongs to you

She pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her head to look at him and blinked in confusion: "Aren't you the CEO? Why are you so busy and you have to work even during the holidays?"

Mo Yesi curled his lips: "I just took over the company not long ago, and many things, big and small, need to be handled by me personally. But don't worry, after this busy month, I won't be so busy in the future."

“I will try my best to spend more free time with you.”

“…I didn’t mean it that way.” Qiao Mianmian felt a little embarrassed.

It sounded like she was complaining that he didn't have time for her.

"That's not what you meant, but I want to spend more time with you." Mo Yesi stared at her with gentle eyes, "Baby, don't you want to spend more time with me, don't you want to be with me?"

Under his focused and gentle gaze, Qiao Mianmian's heartbeat accelerated and her face began to feel hot.

"I hope." Before she could answer, Mo Yesi curled his lips again, and his voice became deeper and more seductive, "Although I can't be by your side all the time, I promise that in the future, except for work time, I will spend all my time with you. Your personal time is all yours.”

Qiao Mianmian's heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

She felt like her face was about to burn.

How could Mo Yesi, a man, be so good at flirting?

He really didn’t know how heart-warming his words would be.

She couldn't resist such an offensive of tenderness.

"Baby, do you agree?" It seemed that he really didn't know how charming and seductive he was. He showed her a charming smile and whispered in her ear with his low and seductive voice. asked.

Qiao Mianmian felt like her ears were about to become pregnant.

My head became dizzy.

She felt that Mo Yesi did it on purpose.

Deliberately displaying his masculine charm in front of her.

She is not a nymphomaniac, and she cannot resist a man like him who is full of hormones and is so fascinated that he becomes dizzy.

Hand, as if it was not his own, he nodded involuntarily and responded obediently: "Okay."

“Good girl.” Mo Yesi chuckled, held her white and delicate face in his warm hands, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

It was just a brief kiss.

The brief kiss turned into a long and passionate kiss.

Mo Yesi pressed it against the tip of her nose, her breathing a little short.

His big hot hands were still holding her delicate little face. He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms whose cheeks were turned red by his kiss. His eyes were a little scary.

There was a faint fire dancing in his eyes.

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

Mo Yesi took a deep breath, suppressed the heat that was about to stir in his body, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Who."

(End of this chapter)