Exclusive secret love: the president is married or not

Mo Sheng stroked her long hair amusedly, smiled in a low voice, and said slightly teasingly, "You are really an idiot, don't you know how to breathe when kissing?"

Breathe? !

Damn, take a kiss and take a breath, do you think you can do personal breathing?

Who taught you to breathe when kissing?Sure enough, he is a veteran in the field of love, so he knows all the tricks!

Cong Yufan gave him a weak look, and when he raised his head to refute him, he accidentally touched his lips.

She took a step back subconsciously, but Mo Sheng grabbed her waist, clasped her head with one hand and kissed her deeply again.

"Um...don't..."

Cong Yufan struggled, and it took him a long time to break away from him.

"This time you provoked me!"

Mo Sheng smiled, put his arms around Cong Yufan's slender waist, and looked at the flushed face of the person in his arms.

At this time, the whole room, except for the computer screen was on, that is, the dimly lit little flower lamp above their heads was on.

Therefore, in the dimly lit room, Cong Yufan couldn't really see Mo Sheng's expression.

"But... there is a contractual relationship between us, so you should abide by the terms of the contract!"

Cong Yufan was panting, and put his hands on Mo Sheng's chest, not letting him get close to him, with a very serious expression on his face.

"Terms?"

Mo Sheng opened his deep eyes, leaned close to Cong Yufan's ear, and pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"It's just that it's agreed in the contract that there can be no relationship between us!"

Cong Yufan blushed, and said somewhat uncomfortably.

"But...we have already..."

Mo Sheng continued to play tricks on Cong Yufan, seeing her shy appearance was actually funny.

"That was an accident!"

Before Mo Sheng could finish speaking, Cong Yufan quickly interrupted him, then looked up at him and said seriously, "So, the relationship between us is just a contract, you...you can't touch me!"

"Do you think it's possible? Since it has already happened, one more time... is the same!"

Mo Sheng laughed, the heat of his body made him unbearable, and before Cong Yufan could react, he had already hugged Cong Yufan with both hands, and then they both fell on the bed.

The cold lips kissed Cong Yufan's thin lips accurately, and before she could protest, his hands had already covered her body.

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Until midnight, Cong Yufan was already tossed to death by Mo Sheng, but every time he was about to fall asleep, he could always be tossed by Mo Sheng.

She really didn't understand that Mo Sheng hardly slept, but his energy was stronger than her own.

"You stop... I want to sleep..."

Cong Yufan said in a daze, his eyes were still asleep, and his thin lips were whispering slightly.

Mo Sheng kissed her face delicately, slowed down his movements, and whispered softly in her ear, "Okay, you go to sleep."

Sure enough, after Mo Sheng slowed down, Cong Yufan fell asleep again in a daze.

However, after an unknown amount of time, a phone rang suddenly, which was very clear in the dark night.

Cong Yufan still didn't open his eyes, but he could vaguely hear Mo Sheng answering the phone, and then fell asleep again.

Until Cong Yufan felt another pressure on her body, she finally couldn't help but opened her eyes, and said helplessly, "Don't touch me again, I'm so tired..."

"Okay, but you stay with me for a while."

As he spoke, Mo Sheng leaned over and kissed her lips again, then picked up a bathrobe on one side and put it on her.

Cong Yufan looked at Mo Sheng with his sleepy eyes open in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Come with me."

Mo Sheng hugged Cong Yufan in his arms, and then carried her towards the bathroom.

Thinking that Mo Sheng was going to take her to take a bath, she seemed to be a little more conscious, and hurriedly said, "I don't want to take a bath. If you want to take a bath, you can do it yourself. I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

However, Mo Sheng didn't stop the movement of his feet, but continued to walk towards the bathroom with her in his arms.

Cong Yufan was held in his arms helplessly, and he simply stopped struggling.

Because she knew it was useless to struggle.

After walking into the bathroom, Mo Sheng didn't throw her in the bathtub, but suddenly walked in front of the mirror of the French window.

She couldn't help but put her arms around Mo Sheng's neck in confusion, and looked at Mo Sheng puzzled, "You always ask me to get up at night, don't you want me to look in the mirror with you?!"

Mo Sheng laughed in a low voice, but didn't answer her.

Instead, he pulled out a hand, pulled out a card from under the flower pot placed on one side of the mirror, and then swiped it towards the gap in the glass mirror, and the mirror bounced off automatically!

Cong Yufan wrapped his arms around Mo Sheng's neck in surprise, his eyes widened.

Before she could make a sound of shock, Mo Sheng had already stepped out of the bathroom and came directly to the study room. She looked back and saw that the study room with a picture hanging on it was automatically closed.

It turns out that the portrait is a mirror? !

Oh, no, it is a door, and it is also an intercommunication mechanism!

Damn, Cong Yufan realized immediately, it turned out that Mo Sheng could go back to the room quietly tonight, this is the secret passage!

Thinking of this, Cong Yufan couldn't help slandering himself, there really is a house for any kind of owner, not only is the owner so black-bellied, even the house is so black-bellied!

Seeing Mo Sheng walking towards the computer desk in his arms, Cong Yufan looked at the face above his head in puzzlement, "Why did you bring me to the study?"

"Accompany me."

Halo, dragging her up all night long, just to watch the computer with him?

Sorry, she doesn't have that much energy, she has to go to work tomorrow!

Thinking this way, when Mo Sheng hugged her and sat on the chair, Cong Yufan subconsciously wanted to go back to the room, but was pulled back into his arms by Mo Sheng with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"I want to go back to my room and sleep!" Cong Yufan protested.

"Hey, sleep in my arms, I will deal with the documents soon, and we will sleep together later."

Mo Sheng purely induced Cong Yufan, such a gentle him, it was really hard to refuse.

But sleepiness hit, Cong Yufan really wanted to go back to sleep in the room.

She shook her head and said, "No, Young Master Mo, stop joking, I want to go back to bed and sleep!"

"Okay, since you want to sleep in the bed, I don't mind if we keep doing it!"

Mo Sheng said calmly, upon hearing this, Cong Yufan couldn't help but frown, glared at him fiercely, and then lay down in his arms with great reluctance.

Fortunately, Mo Sheng was just tapping the keyboard on the computer with both hands, so his body remained in the original position. Cong Yufan found a comfortable position and lay down in his arms.

I don't know how long it took, until Mo Sheng finally finished the document, then he called and said softly, "Well, the document has been sent!"

Afterwards, Mo Sheng looked down at Ke Ren in his arms. At this time, she was already lying in his arms breathing evenly. That familiar face and her quiet face made him feel inexplicably at ease.

Maybe it's because he likes the smell of her body and the feeling of her leaning in his arms.

So he just came out to write a document, and he hoped that she could accompany him. This kind of feeling made him inexplicably fond of it.

However, as if thinking of something, the smile from many years ago gradually mixed the smiles of Cong Yufan and Mu Xinlan, and he couldn't tell whose smile it was...

Inexplicably, his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of depth, why did he have a strange feeling, looking at Cong Yufan's facial features carefully, from the first time he saw her face, it reminded him of Mu Xinlan. Somewhat similar facial features, but completely different temperament...

Why, it always gave him an illusion.

No, he always knew that that smiling face belonged to Mu Xinlan...

When Cong Yufan opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

The sun had already entered the room extremely hotly, Cong Yufan sat up suddenly from the bed, and saw that Mo Sheng was not beside him, although it was expected, but he still had a strange feeling in his heart.

She scratched her hair irritably, and then looked at the alarm clock beside her. Realizing that she had almost overslept again, she couldn't help but cursed secretly, and then quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.

SM Newspaper Building

As soon as Cong Yufan arrived at the company, he saw colleagues in the newspaper office walking back and forth, as if something urgent had happened.

When passing by a colleague, she couldn't help asking, "What? Has something happened in the company? Why do you seem to be very nervous?"

"Don't you know? The company's ministers were summoned to a meeting early in the morning, and the newspaper office's major annual meeting is now called as an exception."

"So, many ministers went to the conference hall, and we all helped deliver the documents."

After the colleague finished speaking, he hurried to the direction of the conference hall.

Cong Yufan didn't know what was going on, so he went to the office first.

Sure enough, He Yuhang was not in the office either. It was probably an important meeting, so even he had to preside over it.

After sitting down, Cong Yufan continued to work.

I don't know how long it took, but He Yuhang finally came back, and when he caught a glimpse of Cong Yufan, he asked gently, "Are you all right?"

"Ah?!" Cong Yufan was taken aback, apparently surprised by He Yuhang's sudden question.

He Yuhang walked in and asked as he walked, "I've always been on sick leave for the past two days."

"Oh, yes, I have always had a fever in the past two days."

Cong Yufan reacted immediately, and his face suddenly became uncomfortable. After all, working under the editor-in-chief, frequent leave is really not something a good employee should do.

"Well, pay attention to your health, the emails sent to you in the past two days, are the materials ready?"

Without the blame Cong Yufan expected, He Yuhang came to her with a calm face.

"Oh, it's ready, editor-in-chief," Cong Yufan froze for a second, then quickly handed the prepared materials to He Yuhang.

After He Yuhang walked into the office, Cong Yufan finally felt relieved to work.

It wasn't long before a certain colleague came to her and called her.