The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

The man didn't realize that something was wrong, but continued to bury his head on the desk, explaining while he was busy, "It will be finished soon, you should go back to your room first."

"How long will it take?" Bai Xiran was already standing in front of the desk, looking at his computer deliberately.

Mo Junzhe was replying to the email in English.

At this time, the slender fingers landed on the table, and when they tapped quickly, they seemed to be flying.

Bai Xiran stared straight at him, motionless.

The air seemed to stand still.

The next moment, the man's typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped.

Mo Junzhe slowly raised his head, looked at the small face that was close at hand, raised his thin lips slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ma'am, don't keep staring at me like this."

"Ok?"

She blinked her eyes innocently.

"I warned you before."

Mo Junzhe moved quickly, and finally pressed the send button to complete the reply to this email.

Then he stood up directly, clasped her chin with his long fingers, leaned over and kissed her.

"Well……"

Bai Xiran didn't have time to react, so he could only raise his head and be forced to bear it.

Until the man let go of her, his voice was hoarse for a while, "Madam, go back to the room."

He moved closer, and his breath lightly fell on the tip of her nose, with a vaguely teasing feeling.

Bai Xiran shrank back subconsciously, and said softly, "I have prepared a gift for you."

"what?"

The man who was originally thinking with his lower body suddenly closed his eyes when he heard the word "gift".

"I went shopping outside today and saw that this dress suits you very well."

Bai Xiran handed over the bag behind him.

Inside is a shirt with a comfortable fabric and a clean design.

"White."

The man took it out and compared it on his body. The size was very suitable, "The design is unique and tasteful, my wife has a heart."

He did not hesitate to praise.

But Bai Xiran blushed inexplicably, "That... the clothes are from Fanlin."

"It was designed by me, but the white shirt... There is no designable point, only the light stripes can be seen in the shading under the sun, and the rest are standard regulations."

Mo Junzhe picked it up and took a picture.

She quickly reminded, "It's night now, and the lights can't be seen."

Only then did the man give up, but put away the shirt straight away, while those black eyes kept staring at her.

He wants to do something else.

Bai Xiran is very familiar with this master, and her eyes are now very revealing, but tonight it seems that she... can't refuse.

So he could only let him carry himself back to the room.

After thinking about it, he finally breathed softly into the pit of his neck.

Mo Junzhe raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her.

"I'm not angry about what happened today."

"On the contrary, I am very grateful to you... If you hadn't prepared in advance, I don't know how to get through this difficult time."

She took over Fanlin, for both herself and her grandfather, she didn't want to let go anyway.

She raised her head and kissed the man's chin with a soft voice.

"Uncle Mo, you actually live in this position in my heart, just as important as Xiaobao."

She gently pointed to her heart, and every word she said was sincere.

The man's movements stopped for an instant, and there seemed to be a little more throbbing in his starry eyes.

In a flash.

The next moment, he bullied himself, even more intensely.

Bai Xiran could only vaguely hear the man's hoarse voice saying a few simple words.

"My wife likes me, I know."