Lucky to Have You Till the End

Mo Chiwei asked Tang Xinyan to take a bath first, and he went to the study to deal with some work matters.

Before entering the bathroom, Tang Xinyan picked a piece of his black shirt from the closet.

In the study.

Mo Chiwei sat on the leather chair and responded to two important emails.

Chi Zhiheng, who was on a business trip abroad, sent a video. Mo Chiwei picked up the remote control and pressed it. Chi Zhiheng's figure immediately appeared on the screen.

"Four brother, I met Wei Ya in Country M. She said she was wrong. She should not use the auntie's photo to provoke the relationship between you and Tang Xinyan. I hope to get your forgiveness. The little girl is too scared to return to Hong Kong Up."

Mo Chiwei pressed his thin lips tightly without saying a word.

"Fourth brother, for Ye Lao’s sake, forgive her once!" Chi Zhiheng paused for a few seconds, with a slightly complicated expression, "Although I know you have your own plan to marry Tang Xinyan, don’t be too much. Take it to heart, otherwise it will hurt yourself."

Mo Chiwei narrowed his deep eyes, "I'm starting to take her seriously."

Chi Zhiheng was astonished, "No, you guys have only spent so much time together, are you serious?"

Just as Mo Chiwei was about to say something, the study door was suddenly pushed open.

The little woman after the shower, with wet hair standing at the door.

She was wearing a loose black shirt, just covering her and her thighs, her legs were thin and white, and her clothes were empty as if she was wearing nothing, which was extremely tempting.

Mo Chiwei's expression was stunned and he quickly turned off the video.

Tang Xinyan didn't expect that Mo Chi was in the video. She said embarrassedly, "I knocked on the door before I came in."

Mo Chiwei's eyes were deep and gloomy, his thin, sharp lips pressed into a straight line, and he looked at Tang Xinyan calmly for a few seconds.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about her except for being ashamed, he waved to her, "It's okay, come in!"

Tang Xinyan brought the brewed coffee to the desk, and she said to him, "If you handle work, I will go back to the room first."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly held her small hand and pulled her directly onto his leg with force.

She was taken aback.

The misty apricot eyes looked at the handsome man in front of him, his heart beating fiercely.

He wanted to leave his legs subconsciously, but his big palm clasped her waist tightly.

"I'll wait for you in the room..." The study is a more serious and serious place where he works and reads, and it is not suitable for two people to have **** here.

Mo Chiwei waved away the things on the table and put her directly on it.

Tang Xinyan's pupils narrowed, "...Don't be here."

She struggled to leave, but he directly clasped her tumultuous hands and put them on top of her head, his sturdy chest bullied her.

In this posture, she is bound to lean back.

The shirt on her body also kept shrinking upwards. Although she was wearing underwear underneath, she was still too ashamed.

The upper bodies of the two of them were almost close to each other.

She was too hot, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Her skin, which was already pink with hot water, became more and more red.

The expression in his eyes looking at her was darker and deeper, as if to bear some kind of suppressed emotion, about to break through the ground.

Tang Xinyan's scalp was numb by his eyes, and her body kept shrinking back, but she forgot that this was a desk, she was about to plant her head to the ground, her slender ankle was grasped.

He pulled her back again, and separated her legs, letting her lie on his thin waist.

Tang Xinyan's breathing was tight and her cheeks were hot. She stumbled, "You, you haven't taken a shower yet... I will wait for you in the bedroom first..."

Mo Chi Weijun approached her face, only stopping when a thin piece of paper was away.

Seeing her nervousness and embarrassment, his thin lips pursed a faint smile, "Mrs. Mo, you are so nervous, are you sure you are ready?"