From a distance, Su Mucheng stood across the road and raised the corners of her lips coldly when she saw this dog-eating-dog scene.

She put on her helmet and turned to leave.

"hiss"

Just as she turned around, she suddenly bumped into something. Su Mucheng's helmeted head shook several times, and she heard the low gasping sound of someone above her head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." She quickly pulled off her helmet and apologized.

"It's you?"

"What…?"

Su Mucheng looked up and saw a handsome face. The man had light brown hair and was looking at her in surprise.

She couldn't help but point to herself: "Do you know me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Mucheng wanted to give herself a big mouth!

She took off her helmet and didn't wear a mask. It's normal for someone to know her. Maybe she's a fan.

The man smiled: "Of course!"

Su Mucheng dug in her pocket, took out a piece of paper, found a pen, pressed it on the motorcycle seat, and signed her name very handsomely.

She flicked the paper and handed it to the handsome little fan with a smile: "Here, I'll give you my autograph."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Did she consider him her fan?

"Don't feel embarrassed, I'm a very doting fan."

Su Mucheng was minding her own business and put the paper into Xiao Mo's hand, and smiled: "Since I didn't hurt you, I'll leave first, bye."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Mo to answer, she got on the motorcycle and turned around and left.

Xiao Mo, who inexplicably became a certain fan: "..."

The corners of his lips curled into a smile unconsciously, as if it was still the same as before.

He looked down at the signature with neat handwriting, then turned around and put it into his pocket.

By chance, the phone rang. It was the assistant.

"Hey."

Xiao Mo started out as a singer, with a nice voice and his own unique charm.

"Boss, where have you been? Everyone is waiting for you to take pictures."

Today is Sunday jewelry auction endorsement day.

Xiao Mo simply responded and passed.

night.

Su Mucheng came out of the shower with a towel on her hair. She sat cross-legged on the sofa holding her notebook.

You need to code for listening in.

Mo Yanchen pushed the door open and saw the little figure typing on the keyboard very quickly. The sound of his fingers typing on the keyboard was like playing a piano, which was very pleasant.

Especially her white and slender hands are particularly beautiful.

In the profile view, her lips are slightly pouted, her beautiful eyebrows frown from time to time, her long eyelashes are constantly fluttering, and her soft cheeks look particularly attractive.

It is said that men who work hard are handsome. Mo Yanchen thinks that girls who work hard are more beautiful.

Especially his little rabbit, so beautiful.

He looked a little dazed for a moment.

"It's done!"

Finally, pressing the Enter key, Su Mucheng sent the edited program to Listener.

Zhiting, who had been waiting silently, immediately replied happily: "Thank you, boss! I'm going to study it."

Su Mucheng curled her lips, closed the interface and was about to wipe her hair. Suddenly a big hand pressed on her head, and the man's gentle and pleasant voice came: "Don't blow dry your hair properly."

He pressed the towel to dry her, then took out the hair dryer and patted his thigh: "Come here."

Su Mucheng grinned and lay down on the man's lap.

It was so comfortable that I closed my eyes and let him dry my hair.

"Yan Chen, I don't want to dry my hair myself anymore."

"Leave it to me to blow it for you." The man's voice couldn't hide his endearment. He blew it seriously and carefully, as if he were treating a rare treasure.

"Okay, I won't wash my hair when you're not around from now on!"

Mo Yanchen: "..."

"Want to become a little brat?"

He was chatting with her while running his fingertips through her hair, which was particularly beautiful.

However, the next second, his hand suddenly stiffened.

"what happened?"

Su Mucheng raised her head in surprise and looked into the man's deep eyes. Following his gaze, she lowered her head... and looked at her breasts.

"..."

Her face suddenly turned red, and she turned over out of reflex.

Gritting his teeth: "Mo Yanchen, you rogue!"

She didn't wear a bra when she came out of the shower, and the pajamas she wore were quite thin.

It fits even better when you lie down.

This dead-faced wolf stared at it without blinking.

When the little girl rolled away, he couldn't see where she was.

But he could directly see her career line.

Su Mucheng didn't even realize that he could see her slightly wide neckline from where he was sitting.

The scenery inside is unobstructed.

Mo Yanchen's fingers tightened.

My throat rolled unconsciously, and my lips felt extremely dry.

He turned off the hair dryer and looked at Su Mucheng's hoarse smile: "Little Rabbit, you are really good."

"What...?" She looked confused.

The man's smile deepened: "If I call you a little bad guy, you will really show me how bad you are."

"Now call you little rabbit..."

Mo Yanchen paused deliberately, his fiery and deep black eyes staring at her collar, the scenery inside was rising and falling with her breathing.

His voice became hoarse: "If I call you little rabbit, you can jump right up to me."

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