Crazy! The school beauty's mother works as my secretary!

310 life events

In the studio.

Song Qingdai's pretty face flushed red. She leaned her delicate face on Chen Mo's shoulder and gasped heavily.

"Sister Qingdai, I have finished your business. Now it's your turn to help me with my business, right?"

Chen Mo smiled, put his arms around Song Qingdai's slender waist, and sniffed her fragrance.

Song Qingdai snorted lightly, slightly puzzled: "What business do you want to do?"

Chen Mo smiled and whispered in her ear: "It's a big deal for a living."

Song Qingdai blushed: "A stranger?"

Chen Mo coughed lightly and corrected: "Living people, life, the same meaning."

Song Qingdai: "..."

Song Qingdai was held by Chen Mo's hand and walked out of the studio.

Holding hands with others so openly on stage.

It was impossible for Song Qingdai to say that she was not flustered.

But think about it, I’m single too, so what’s wrong with holding someone’s hand?

Song Qingdai and Chen Mo returned to her office.

The office door closed.

Song Qingdai sat down at the desk and took out a notebook to write down the details that needed to be paid attention to when she and Chen Mo were "rehearsing".

Chen Mo watched her working seriously at her desk and smiled.

"Sister Qingdai, you don't need to remember it anymore, right?"

"No, I'm afraid there will be omissions and I'll have to make a complete plan again."

"..."

Song Qingdai thought seriously and opened a new document on her computer.

Chen Mo sighed softly.

This is a strong woman.

If your wife is a strong woman, how can you make her focus her time and energy on you?

It's hard.

Song Qingdai carefully wrote the program plan, planning, and process.

This was originally a tedious task.

But because of Chen Mo, this matter became a lot simpler.

Song Qingdai couldn't help but smile when she thought of this.

"Chen Mo... huh?!"

Song Qingdai turned her head and saw Chen Mo looking straight at her.

That look...it was as if he wanted to eat her.

Song Qingdai blushed and her heart beat fast. She coughed lightly and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Chen Mo immediately approached, looked at her beautiful red lips, and whispered, "I'm very hungry."

Song Qingdai pondered for a moment and said slowly: "How about...you go home to eat and rest first?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sister Qingdai, are you going to chase people away after you're done with them?"

"No, I don't have anything to eat here. What can I give you?"

Song Qingdai spread her hands helplessly.

Chen Mo held her hand and pulled the elegant and dignified beautiful woman into his arms: "You!"

Song Qingdai exclaimed softly: "Um... again... stop making trouble, let me finish writing this..."

The two of them tangled for another ten minutes.

Song Qingdai blushed and looked for water to drink: "It's so hot..."

Chen Mo handed her the cup of water with a smile. Song Qingdai drank the water and continued to work in front of the computer.

If you don’t know, you might think she was too busy with work to drink water.

But her slender fingers were trembling slightly as she typed on the keyboard.

You can probably tell that she just experienced something very exciting.

Time passes slowly.

Song Qingdai stared at the computer screen seriously, as the words in her "If You Are the One" document became more and more numerous.

This time, Chen Mo did not disturb her. Instead, he walked to the bookshelf on the wall behind her and picked up a book.

Then he sat down next to her and flipped through the books casually.

It was getting dark outside.

In the office, Song Qingdai stretched, revealing a hint of whiteness on her waist. Her flat belly looked particularly sexy.

She turned and looked at Chen Mo beside her.

"Ok?"

Chen Mo was lying on her desk, seemingly asleep.

It was the first time that Song Qingdai saw Chen Mo sleeping. With a little curiosity, she moved closer to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's eyes are full of heroic spirit and his face is handsome, exuding a youthful and sunny aura.

Song Qingdai looked at him and couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched Chen Mo's face, sliding from his face to the tip of his nose and then to his Adam's apple.

Very sexy.

Song Qingdai's heart was beating like a drum, and she slowly moved her pretty face closer.

The two were just a few feet apart.

Be able to feel each other's breath.

Song Qingdai's red lips gently pressed against it... Hmm.

She slowly closed her eyes.

It's dark outside.

There was silence in the office.

Song Qingdai felt that Chen Mo was about to wake up, so she immediately left him and sat back in her seat.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and felt the warmth on his lips. He couldn't help but look at Song Qingdai.

"Sister Qingdai?"

"Ok?"

Song Qingdai stared at the computer screen seriously, pretending to be unaware of what was happening.

"what happened?"

"What did you just do?"

Chen Mo approached her.

Song Qingdai's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion: "I'm working, what's wrong?"

Chen Mo: "Work?"

Song Qingdai's voice was clear, and she nodded with a smile on her face as if she had been discovered, "Yeah."

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, and then Song Qingdai called out softly: "What are you going to do?"

"You kissed me just now, now it's my turn to kiss you back."

"Ah uh..."

Song Qingdai was so 'guilty' that she didn't dare to move and let Chen Mo bully her.

But gradually she felt hotter and hotter, and she couldn't help herself.

When Chen Mo carried Song Qingdai to the desk and sat down.

"No... this is an office..."

Song Qingdai has said this many times today.

It was already pitch dark outside.

The two young staff members on duty have already left work.

Chen Mo and Song Qingdai were the only two people left in the entire building.

at the same time.

Yan Xi, who was rejected by Chen Mo today, was bored at home. After finally finishing her dance practice patiently, she looked at the time.

It's already half past six.

Mom, why haven’t you come back yet?

Yan Xi took out her cell phone and called Song Qingdai.

The phone kept ringing.

Until the ringing was about to end, Yan Xi wanted to hang up the phone.

The call finally got through.

"Xixi~"

Song Qingdai's voice came, lazily and a little weak.

It was as if he was exhausted to a certain limit, not wanting to move a finger or say a word.

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