The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

The engine roared and the car drove away.

Fan Tian stared at the tail figure, rubbing the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and narrowed his deep eyes with a dark light.

How to do it.

He seems to be a little addicted to her.

I don’t know since when, the initial interest gradually changed.

Su Mucheng parked the car under the Mo's Building and expertly pressed the elevator to go upstairs.

Mo Yanchen was still having a meeting in the conference room, so she nestled on the sofa in his office.

He took out the candies and dried fruits he had been preparing from the drawer, tore them open and ate them.

It's quite comfortable to swing your legs.

Ding dong, the phone rang.

Su Mucheng picked it up and took a look. It was a message from Qi Shuai.

I continued to eat dried fruits and didn’t reply.

After about half an hour.

Mo Yanchen pushed open the door and entered the office. He was wearing a black suit and had a cold and impressive aura.

Click click click one by one

There were constant clicking sounds in the quiet office, and the quiet air was especially pleasant to my ears.

He raised his eyes and saw the beautiful and eye-catching little figure on the sofa.

"Finished."

Click click click one by one

Su Mucheng stuffed another mouthful of potato chips, her cheeks bulging like a gluttonous squirrel.

The coldness in the man's body instantly subsided, he pulled off his tie, and walked towards the sofa with long legs.

"How long have you been here? You didn't call me, huh?"

"You're in a meeting. I'll be waiting for you in the office. You'll have food and drink. How nice."

Mo Yanchen curled his lips and smiled, his eyes looking up to the stars little by little. He held her in his arms and sat on the coffee table, with his arms on her sides and circling her.

His dark eyes stared into hers, and he suddenly said: "Kiss me."

Su Mucheng stopped tearing the dried mango and looked at him, quite surprised.

Today, this man is suddenly acting like a bitch?

She squinted her eyes slightly, and her delicate eyebrows were relaxed and lazy: "You no longer want to be a wolfdog?"

The man smiled, thinly, deep and sweet: "In the entertainment industry, there are a lot of wolves, dogs, milk dogs, and I don't have a lot of control over them, eh?"

He held the back of her neck, his narrow and beautiful eyes filled with starlight.

His little girl wants to return to the entertainment industry, tsk, I'm really a little worried.

"Master Chen."

Su Mucheng licked her teeth with her tongue, then touched his tie with one hand, and carelessly moved it up little by little, tightening it.

"Don't worry, I only have feelings for my baby."

She held his face, put her red lips on his and kissed him gently.

Mo Yanchen opened his mouth slightly, letting her come in freely, and looked at her with lowered eyes. Her eyelids were drooped, and he only saw her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes casting a shadow on her fair face. pretty.

The kiss is over.

Su Mucheng's collar was torn open, and there were clearly visible red marks on her collarbone.

Tsk, it’s still a wolfdog.

The man carried her to the office chair and kissed her while doing his work.

Not satisfied.

"That's right Yan Chen."

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Mucheng looked at him and asked, "I remember that you didn't like the entertainment industry before."

But when she entered, he didn't seem to object.

The man bit her lip lightly, and it was crystal clear.

Su Mucheng heard him say: "Because it can make you happy."

Because she likes it, so he can also like it.

"But you can't do intimate scenes."

Mo Yanchen told her seriously: "This is my bottom line."

"Okay." She nodded, smiling very beautifully, hugging his neck, and pressing her lips on his eyebrows: "Then I will develop my career as a singer, and then do some variety shows, so as not to make my baby jealous."

If he doesn't like it, she won't do it.

Thousands of thorns bend down just for him.

Su Mucheng looked at him with a smile like a flower, but gradually, her head suddenly became dizzy, and his outline began to become blurry. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, and she was fine again.

"What do you think about the gmi group that Zhang Qi arranged for you?"

He circled her waist and asked gently.

Su Mucheng pursed her lips slightly, gmi.

"I think it's pretty average."

Mo Yanchen looked at her, then smiled and nodded in agreement: "Yes, generally, my baby is the best."

"There is a songwriter and producer behind gmi, God C. Do you want me to help you recruit him?"

Singer, his little girl sings very well, but writing lyrics and music takes time and effort, and he doesn't want her to be tired.

Just sing.

Su Mucheng looked at him: "..."

The man's slender fingers were still typing on the keyboard: "But this person seems to have not appeared for a long time."

There is no movement on Weibo.

"It's not a big problem. As long as you want it, I can find it for you."

Su Mucheng: "......"

I'm right in front of you, do you think you can spot me?