The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 69, what do you do so far, come over

The voice of the old man of Mo was also paused at the same time, and the voice turned in a direction, as if looking back at the person who had just walked in.

"You are, An Shuyan?" asked the ink master.

Secretary An nodded with respect to Mo Lao's politeness: "My grandfather is good, I haven't seen it for a few years, and your old man seems to have been so healthy."

Master ink smiled and nodded: "I saw you in the last time, or in the United States? I heard that you returned to China two days ago. I didn't expect it to be true. Is your father and grandfather's body okay?"

Secretary An smiled: "They are all good, but my grandfather is still not as strong as Grandpa, you look like an 80-year-old person. You must have many people believe that you are 60 years old."

"Haha, this child still talks like this! Hey, this granddaughter of this family has grown so big, and the years are really not going around." Master Murray is very useful to these words, and he is in a very good mood and smiles: "You I have been working for Shine in the United States for more than a year. I heard that you have been very good at work, rigorous and decisive, and a high-level student who graduated from Harvard. How could you suddenly be transferred to the country by your uncle, who is in the depths of the company?"

Secretary An still maintains a moderate smile: "This is the meaning of Uncle Mo, although the Moh Group did not belong to the Mohist company system, but here is also the most influential company in the country, where is honed, since Uncle Mo Let me go back to China, I will come directly."

"Oh? What does your uncle Mo mean?" The tone of Mr. Mo's father suddenly became a little lighter, with a pause.

Ann Secretary nodded: "When I came to the company to report, Mo was always on a business trip in the UK. Uncle Mo arranged me to come in, so I saved a few handover procedures at the personnel department. It was only yesterday afternoon that I had the opportunity to meet with Mr. Mo."

The warmth of the season is under the desk, and I can hear that the new secretary named An Shuyan seems to be familiar with the Mohist family, or a good relationship.

But she said that she was sent back to China by Uncle Sam...

Uncle Mo?

Which ink uncle can you have in the Shine Group?

Mo Jingshen’s parents have not been in China for many years. The Shine Group has also been under the authority of Mo Jingshen’s father, Mosuo. When they were married six months ago, only Mo Jingshen’s mother flew back to China to see her daughter-in-law, but Moshao’s I have never seen it before.

Therefore, the so-called uncle of the ink in the mouth of the secretary, the uncle of the ink that is also so familiar, should be the Mosuo.

Deliberately sent the daughter of the world to the country, and also sent to the side of Mo Jingshen, this ... will this mean too clear?

The warmth of the season raised his eyes and looked at the ink-stained depth that had not been interjected after sitting at his desk.

I noticed the warmth of the season, and the sight of the ink was deep and looked like it was under the table. His eyebrows were deep and calm, and he couldn’t see any thoughts on the secretary who was hard-pressed. And intends.

When I first got married, Grandpa Mo was the one who insisted on letting the season warm up. He was also the most painful season in the ink house. The father of Mo Jing Shen did not show up. I don’t know Shine. If you are too busy, what are your thoughts?

Now, with a woman's sensitive perception, the warmth of the season has only made me realize that she has never been recognized by her father as a daughter-in-law.

Master Mo also talked with Secretary An, but after talking about it, the season warming was hardly heard.

She has been watching Mo Jingshen at the desk, and Mo Jingshen has always listened to them, and she did not say a word.

Until Secretary An’s first step back because he still had work, Mr. Mo stood quiet in the office and suddenly asked: “Depth of field, what do you think?”

Ink deep in the cold and hooked the lips: "What do I think?"

"Your father is deliberate to do the right thing with me. I know that the warm season has been married for so long, but I still don't give up, I want to marry An Shuyan this girl." There is some dissatisfaction between the inks of the old man: " Now it is more direct and blatant to send people from the United States, and puts it in the eyes of my grandson who didn’t look at me."

"Although this family's gimmick is really good, I have seen it a few times when she was a child, but you have not been interested in this book, and it is not cold or cold. I have no intention of forcing it." Sighed: "I hope that the gimmick does not know this, but if she thinks more, I may not be able to hold the great-grandchildren in a while."

Mo Jing deep eyebrows move, quite a bit of a light smile.

People are sitting under the table, how could they not know.

Seasonal warmth: "..."

She is really thinking, but thinking about it is not too negative.

However, it was a secretary who had been sent from the United States. It was not sent to the bed of Mo Jingshen. Even if it was sent to the bed, he would not want to sleep. What do she have to think about?

"I have to go back and call your father. He is older and feels that his wings are hard. Even the grandmother I believe can be ignored! I have to marry him!" Master Mo went out with a cane. The angry head does not return.

Mo Jingshen did not stop, hooked the lips, and regained the quiet moment in the office, squinting at the slow-moving little woman who got out of the table.

"How is the air below?"

Mo Jingshen casually sat on the leather chair behind the desk, lazily leaning back, raising his hand and loosening the loose neckline, with a smile in his eyes.

After the warm drill came out, he stood up and his mouth was hard: "Your desk is definitely made of pure high-grade solid wood. There is no smell of glue and formaldehyde smell. It is not bad."

Ink dark and eyebrows lightly pick: "So?"

"Otherwise?" The season warmed up and put together a little messy clothes because of the action.

She can't always say that just under the desk, every time I look up, I can face the legs of Ink Depth in the first place...

He is not restrained, very plain and casual, and does not have legs overlapping, but casually slightly separated, the legs wrapped in trousers are slender and strong, but she always raises her eyes, the first purpose is his ... between the legs That location...

Seeing the warm eyes of the season, the ink scene is deep and chuckle: "What do you do so far? Come over."

The season warmed and pulled the coat on his body, but it didn't pass.

Ink Jing deepened and walked up to her. She looked down at the little woman who was shorter than her. "Do you mind?"

"I don't mind, would you believe?"

I don't think much, but it doesn't mean I don't mind.

He was faintly looking at her, she was very sensible but could not help but feel a little emotional, raising her hand and pinching it on her white ears without any earrings.

When the season was warm, it trembled inadvertently.

I don't know if he intentionally or unintentionally, his fingers swept a sensitive point behind her ear, and she looked up at him.

(End of this chapter)