Chapter 761

The coldness of the male voice can almost reach Han Muzi's hand from the phone, but The sense of familiarity still makes Han Muzi tremble.

She is still thinking about how to get close to the night ink Xuan, try to stimulate him as much as possible, let him recall the things before.

He brought it himself.

Han Mu purple fundus raised a smile of chicken thief, should be a: "know, I immediately send over."

The man at that end didn't seem to notice anything wrong and hung up.

Han Mu Zi felt tired just now and her legs were swollen. Now she was full of energy. She happily went back to the sofa and put on her shoes. She didn't care about anything and went straight to the tea room.

When making coffee, Han Muzi is in a good mood and has a brisk pace.

Yemo Xuan's temperament, she knows, five years ago when he worked as an assistant, when his coffee is their own bubble.

Although he felt sorry for himself at that time, he didn't embarrass her any more.

So his taste, Han Muzi, is very clear.

Soon, Han Muzi made a good coffee, and then out of the Secretary's office.

Now it's time to get off work, so it's quiet on this floor. There's no one. Sister Lin is not here either. Han Muzi is walking forward with her coffee.

It's said that the president's office is in the innermost part of this floor, so Han Muzi just has to go inside.

Finally, she arrived at the door of the president's office.

Heart, suddenly without warning to jump up, Han Mu purple deep breathing, trying to calm down.

Han Muzi, you're nervous. It's just a coffee. Have you forgotten what you used to do?

Don't be nervous.

Under pressure, Han Mu Zi knocked on the door.

"In."

Without a trace of temperature sound from inside, empty, but directly into the heart of Han Mu purple.

She opened the door and went in with her coffee.

As he walked, he looked at the style of the office and saw that the decoration should have been redesigned. Although he lost his memory, the style of the decoration didn't change much with his own temperament. It was mainly cold colors. The whole office gave people a special feeling of indifference and seriousness.

Clean up the desk and floor with a layer of non staining, which can also be seen that the owner still has a habit of cleanliness.

Well, it's the same as yemoxuan.

It's her night Moxuan.

Han Muzi secretly smiles, and then goes forward to deliver the coffee to him: "president, your coffee."

She is close to send, when bending down, the horsetail in the back of the head unconsciously leaned forward to the arm, with a faint aroma.

When people come in, yemoxuan doesn't even lift his head. He has been dealing with his work. Until now, a woman's faint fragrance unconsciously lingers around him. Yemoxuan just realizes that something is wrong.

He frowned and raised his eyes.

Because Han Mu Zi is bent over to deliver coffee, just met him and raised his head, so her delicate face so broke into the eye of the night ink Xuan.

Han Mu Zi also just raised his head, two people's eyes on.

Such a distance is very close.

Han Mu Zi looked at him stupidly and couldn't move her eyes.

She's not a flower maniac, just This kind of lost and recovered feeling really made her want to see more, even if it was just a glance!

"Enough of that?"

Sharp voice suddenly rang out, Han Mu purple see night ink Xuan thin lips light open, eyes slightly mocking to look at her.

She came back to herself, stepped back abruptly, and shook her head.

"Sorry."

Night Mo Xuan sneered, eyes full of disdain color, seems to her behavior has long been clear, sneer: "you still have means."

Actually can stand out from a crowd of interviewers, won the position of secretary assistant.

The most important thing is that his secretary was Wei Chijin's former secretary. It's hard to get into her eyes, but I didn't expect that this strange woman passed in this way.

Also right, she used the means to herself, and smoothly let herself remember her, let alone others.

Means? Han Mu purple beautiful eyes blinked for a while, still thinking about what night ink Xuan refers to?

Does that mean the way she got into the company?

Just thinking, night Mo Xuan raises hand to carry coffee to thin lip side, the movement is graceful ground sipped one mouthful.

“……”

The strong aroma of coffee diffuses at the base of the tongue and fills the whole mouth. This kind of feeling

Night Mo Xuan dangerously squints his eyes and looks at Han Mu Zi.

"Did you make this coffee?"

His voice pulled Han Muzi back to reality, and she nodded subconsciously, "well."

Then he asked nervously, "what's the problem?"

Looking at him with dangerous eyes and frowning, Han Mu Zi began to doubt whether his coffee was not made well? Or did she just add sugar when she was excited?No, she was very careful,

so Han Muzi looked at yemoxuan carefully and asked softly, "isn't coffee good?"

Night Mo Xuan didn't pay attention to her, just looking at her eyes some complex, thin lips moved, "out."

Han Muzi: "what

She wants to say, you haven't said coffee is good, so let her out without saying anything, she is really square, but in the face of his cold eyes, Han Muzi dare not say anything more, can only nod, and then out of the office.

After waiting for her to leave, night Mo Xuan took another sip of coffee.

One bite, another.

Until the end of the whole cup of coffee, night ink Xuan action just stopped, and then staring at the cup under a little coffee in a daze.

I didn't expect that the coffee made by this strange woman was quite to his taste.

It's like it was made for him.

Night Mo Xuan subconsciously licked thin lip, and then put the cup to the side.

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after returning to the Secretary's office, Han Muzi was on tenterhooks. She didn't know what yemoxuan was thinking. After drinking coffee, she let herself out again. Was she making that cup of coffee right?

Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi couldn't help getting up and went to the tea room.

She made another cup of coffee and then brought it to her lips for tasting. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

This should be the taste that night ink Xuan likes? Can amnesia change people's taste?

However, Han Muzi is most worried about the mistakes in her previous operation process. If she has another chance, she must taste the coffee before sending it to him.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi made up her mind and returned to the Secretary's office with coffee.

Soon, it's time to go to work in the afternoon.

When sister Lin arrived at the Secretary's office, she received a call from the office asking her to make a cup of coffee and send it to the president's office.

After putting down the phone, sister Lin directly ordered Han Muzi: "Muzi, you first make a cup of coffee and send it."

"Oh." Han Mu Zi nodded, and then went to the tea room. This time, she learned to be good. After soaking, she secretly tasted a small mouthful. After confirming that there was no problem, she took it to sister Lin.