White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

This time, the turnover of all the company's stores during the mid-year promotion has almost caught up with last year's Double Eleven. The big boss was very satisfied with the result, and asked Mo Fei on the phone to let her hold a stage party and buy some prizes. Celebrate subordinates.

A few days after Murphy was free, he began to worry about the party that the big boss said.

She was good at work, but not in organizing entertainment.

Having dinner at home in the evening, I talked to Chen Yirou about this matter, Chen Yirou puffed and blew on a piece of hot braised pork, expressing that this kind of thing was completely trivial to him.

"Our school's student union will also organize this kind of activity. Each department will produce a program, and finally the ranking of the program will be selected and prizes will be distributed. It is very well planned."

"Have you organized it?" Mo Fei stretched her neck, and Chen Yirou stuffed the piece of meat she had blown into her mouth.

Mo Fei chewed it twice and swallowed it. Today's braised pork is more tender and delicious.

"That's right, I'm still the executive chairman. I'll help you write a plan, and you just follow the process."

"Yeah." Mo Fei looked at Chen Yirou appreciatively, "Our Xiaorou is the best. When you become a full-time employee, I will give you a salary increase."

At this time, Pug came over, squatted down at Murphy's feet, and looked at Murphy eagerly.

Mo Fei smiled at Chen Yirou, deliberately turning a blind eye to Pug on the ground.

"Today I..." Chen Yirou wanted to say something, but felt that it was not very good, so she only spoke halfway.

"What's the matter?" Mo Fei gently pushed Pug away with his feet. Pug looked at her, took two steps forward, and squatted down again in the original position.

Chen Yirou felt that he still had to tell Mo Fei: "I heard colleagues in the company talk about you, saying that the turnover of this year-end promotion is so high that you have deducted the client's commission from you."

"Nonsense, I withheld the commission? How many points did I take? These people are becoming more and more heartless." Murphy was a little bit aggrieved, "They don't understand other agency operating companies, so it's understandable. But let them compare with Jian Xinyan's group, the commission points I gave them are already much higher, and they actually say that I have withheld money."

"I know you won't do it." Chen Yirou stretched out her hand to pick up some food for Mo Fei, calming her down.

"I've heard this kind of talk a lot before. How can you be so unkind? First, you spread rumors that I was a client's mistress, and then you said that I withheld their commission. How much money can you make as a mistress? How can you deduct their commission?" How much? Do I care about this little money?" Mo Fei said a lot to Chen Yirou, but his tone was not angry, as if he was aggrieved.

"I don't care, I know my Feifei is rich." Chen Yirou originally wanted to comfort Murphy, but couldn't help laughing, "I didn't know you were so cute when you complained."

Murphy ate the rice sullenly, without squinting.

"I have a shareholding in the company, and I have dividends at the end of the year. The quarterly commission and monthly salary all add up to seven figures..."

"Fei, you don't have any good friends in City H, so what should you do if you want to complain?" Chen Yirou asked while eating.

"Endure it." After finishing his meal, Murphy put down the bowl in his hand.

Chen Yirou answered the words naturally: "That's so aggrieved, you have to say something to feel comfortable. From now on, I will be your trash can. If you want to complain, I will continue."

Mo Fei looked at Chen Yirou, keeping an affectionate and focused look: "Chen Yirou, you said it would be nice if you came back earlier."

"It's not too late now."

"It's late!" I'm already thirty, and I'd be ashamed to complain too much.

"It's just right. When I was with you a few years ago, do you have the nerve to have sex with a child?" Chen Yirou said honestly.

"I didn't say sex, my love for you is noble and holy." Murphy said.

Brother Pu looked at Murphy, then at Chen Yirou who had a serious face, and yawned.

"Pull it down." Chen Yirou stood up, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and glanced at Mo Fei with disgust, "I sleep next to you every day, don't you know what you want?"

"Then give me a slap." Murphy simply went to tease Chen Yirou in a very good manner.

"I don't." Chen Yirou picked up the plate and walked towards the kitchen.

Murphy snatched the plate from her hand and put it on the table.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yirou was rubbed into Mo Fei's arms, her body was tightly surrounded by the other's temperature, and she soon lost her strength.

Mo Fei lifted the broken hair from Chen Yirou's ear, and pecked lightly on her soft earlobe with his lips: "Let's play a role-playing game."

"What game?" Chen Yirou's mind went blank.

Murphy reached into the collar of Chen Yirou's t-shirt, and then into her corsage, and in an instant, he had already held the other party's soft mass in the palm of his hand.

"From now on, I'm the criminal and you are the victim." Mo Fei said, pushing Chen Yirou onto the sofa with a little force.

Chen Yirou's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell face up.

"Well...and then?" She looked up at Murphy who was pressing on her, her throat felt dry for no reason.

Murphy smiled charmingly: "I'm going to rape you."

"Ah?" Is this what a decent person should say?

Mo Fei sat straddling Chen Yirou's waist, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one. She threw the shirt she took off to the ground, and suddenly suppressed her smile.

"From now on, you can scream, you can struggle, but none of it can stop me from doing what I want to do." Her tone was low and her expression was stern.

"Feifei?" Chen Yirou's face was full of question marks, the t-shirt was pulled up above her chest by Mofei, and her corset was also untied by her, "Sister Fei? Murphy? President Mo?"

Chen Yirou kept calling her, and Murphy was very into the show, and ignored all these names.

"Are you serious?" Chen Yirou was not ready, but felt itchy after being touched by Mo Fei, and couldn't help laughing.

Simply and rudely swallowing the delicate and lovely little bud at the top, Chen Yirou lost her smile, shrugged her shoulders and trembled: "Ouch."

The short skirt under her body was lifted, and Chen Yirou immediately became nervous. How could Mo Fei come right away?I have no preparation at all, so I can't just fool around like this for the first time!Absolutely not!

The thighs tightened, pinning Murphy's hand immobile.

"Stop it." Murphy pretended to be serious with her, and she pretended to be more serious than Murphy.

"Please." Mo Fei squeezed in a little bit, and his middle finger just reached the narrow inch of fabric.Through the fabric, Murphy could feel the hot breath coming from there.

"What if I say no?" Chen Yirou's legs began to feel sore due to excessive exertion.

Mo Fei sneered, leaned over and took Little Beile into his mouth again.

Chen Yirou babbled again, her whole body softened, and her legs opened a little unconsciously.

So Mo Fei successfully hooked Chen Yirou's underwear with his fingers, pulled it off forcefully, and threw it to the ground.

"I beg you, please." Chen Yirou crossed her fingers, made a gesture of please, and looked at Murphy pitifully.I thought that when the work was over, I would definitely want her to look good!

"What do you want?" Murphy was completely unmoved.

"Please..." How can I let myself go!

"You said please want me." Murphy's fingertips walked over and over again in the grass under Chen Yirou's body.

"Please want me."

Rubbing her fingertips inside, Chen Yirou was so frightened that her soul trembled, but at this moment, a stream of heat burst out from the depths of her body.

Mo Fei saw the sticky liquid on his fingertips, and he seemed to be in a show, and his smile was as warm as before: "I satisfy you."

"I don't want to be so perfunctory..." Chen Yirou wanted to cry, but couldn't she be treated gently for the first time?

Feeling cold under her body, Chen Yirou felt that Murphy's fingertips seemed to be pushing in.

"What about making a game? You're lying!"

Mo Fei smiled and kissed her, with sparkles in his eyes: "Idiot, if the atmosphere is right, we have to do it, whether it's a game or not, even if it's in the company... I'll do it anyway."

What's more, Mo Fei was originally aroused by Chen Yirou's words, so he used the name of playing games to satisfy his inner desire.

Speaking of the company, Chen Yirou recalled how shameless she was in Murphy's office when she stripped off her clothes and pressed her against the wall to kiss her.

"How can someone want to have sex anytime, anywhere, all the time?" Chen Yirou was still stubborn, remembering the jokes on Weibo, "Murphy, you belong to Teddy, right?"

Murphy also knew the stalk, and shook his head seriously: "There is a difference between these words, the public Teddy fucks the world, and I just..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it." Chen Yirou interrupted her in a low voice. She knew what Mo Fei said next, and she was ashamed to death.

"Then I'm here." Murphy didn't look for finger cots anymore, for fear that the same tragedy as last time would happen.

"Hmph." Chen Yirou turned her head unwillingly.

When he turned his head, Ba Ge was holding his underwear and biting on the ground.

Seeing Chen Yirou in a daze, Mo Fei followed and saw a stupid thing.

"Xiaorou!" In a panic, the well-hidden name blurted out.

Pug raised his head with his underwear in his mouth, glanced at Murphy, and continued to chew.

Mo Fei immediately realized that he had said something he couldn't say, so he looked at Chen Yirou while covering up, and talked to her.

"Don't worry about it, I'll buy you another one, come on, let's continue."

"Wait a minute." Chen Yirou pressed Mo Fei's hand, as if she understood something.

Murphy remained motionless, feeling guilty.

"Brother Pug." Chen Yirou called to Brother Pug.

Pug concentrated on nibbling on his underwear, ignoring others.

"Xiaorou." Chen Yirou shouted again.

Ba Ge stood up with a whoosh, he didn't even need his underwear, and ran to Chen Yirou cheerfully.

Chen Yirou patted Mo Fei's hand that was still under her body, but Mo Fei refused to move it away, Chen Yirou broke her away, sat up and put on her t-shirt.

"Xiaorou..." Mo Fei tentatively called her affectionately.

Chen Yirou showed a sunny smile to the extreme: "I said, why does it ignore me every time I call it Pug, so it is called Xiaorou. No wonder it will come with you every time you call me."

"This..." Murphy was a little embarrassed, silently picked up his shirt and put it on, and glared at Pug, who had an innocent expression.

Stupid thing, you ruined all the good things!

"It's like this, the first time I saw it, I felt that the eyes it looked at me were the same as the eyes you used to sell me when you sold me steamed buns. They were innocent and harmless. You also know that I have always missed you. , so I called it Xiaorou."

"I have similar eyes with it?" Chen Yirou stared at Pu Ge with big eyes.

"I thought I'd never see you again. Isn't this a souvenir?" Murphy hugged Chen Yirou in his arms and explained in a friendly voice.

"Then who is Xiao Rou?"

"You are." Murphy said decisively.

"But it's used to being called Xiao Rou, so I won't get used to changing its name," Chen Yirou thought for a while, "Then call it Xiaorou, it sounds similar."

Murphy quickly agreed: "My Xiaorou is right in everything."

Chen Yirou snorted: "You actually lied to me that it was called Pug, and even gave it my name."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid you won't be happy if you find out." See, it's just that you're not happy now.

"I'm not happy." Chen Yirou pinched Mo Fei's face, not much meat, "Do you want to make me happy?"

"Yes." Murphy was obliged.

"Wash the fragrance at night, let's play role-playing."

"Oh?" Murphy had a bad feeling.

"I am the criminal, you are the victim." Chen Yirou smiled.