Author: Xiao Longyue

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Ziwen glared at her speechlessly, then raised his head and glanced around, clearing his throat uncomfortably: "Do we have any sanitary napkins here?"

It's really hard to say this word.

"sanitary napkin!?"

Ella's loud voice of exclamation successfully destroyed Mo Ziwen's suppressed "sense of atmosphere".

Mo Ziwen lowered his head helplessly: "Can you please lower your voice? Do you believe that I will fire you for leaking your boss's privacy?"

"No, Mr. Mo." Ella looked at Mo Ziwen with interest, without any fear of being threatened by her boss: "In this place and at this time, you asked me for such a thing out of nowhere. I am very worried whether you have it or not.

Hooliganism?"

"Ella, what do you mean?" Mo Ziwen was very dissatisfied with the employee's questioning of the boss's character: "Don't think that I can't do anything to you because you are my dad's protégé."

Mo Ziwen pretended to be calm: "Hurry up, bring the things, I'm busy."

"Eh, this won't work." Ella didn't let him go easily: "You don't have to recognize me as the front desk manager, but I have to complete the tasks assigned to me by my wife.

"Tell me the truth, which girl is this from?"

"You, you, you, put away that gossipy face of yours."

Mo Ziwen stuttered for the first time because of such "torture": "I haven't even written my horoscope yet, can you."

"Oh, why should I explain so much to you?" Mo Ziwen finally gave up the roundabout tactics: "Give me the things, she is still waiting there."

"Okay, okay, I can't control you. Just wait."

Ella turned around and took out the things from the inner room, put them into a paper bag very thoughtfully, and then handed them to Mo Ziwen: "I don't know what girls are used to using, there are several kinds in there.

"Hey, kid, if you really want to chase someone, you should do your homework in the future."

"Oh, you are really my sister." After hearing this, Mo Ziwen immediately burst into smiles: "You are simply my god assist."

With that said, he ran in quickly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the prodigal son can't change his fortune for money." Ella couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Ziwen returned to the private room at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and saw Xu Huan lying on the sofa, his body slightly curled up, and his face did not look good.

The key is that she ignored the noise caused by Mo Ziwen jumping up and down this time.

"Xiao Huan!"

Mo Ziwen rushed over, threw the paper bag aside, and placed his hands on the sofa cushions on both sides of Xu Huan's body. His right leg subconsciously pressed against the edge of the sofa.

But it doesn't look any different than pressing it against Xu Huan's leg.

Xu Huan had an uncomfortable stomachache and didn't react for a while.

As a result, Mo Ziwen was heard crying like a ghost: "Xiao Huan! Nothing can happen to you! What should I do if something happens!? Our love has just begun, and you must not let me hold on to it forever?"

What the hell is this!? Curse people to death!?

"Bastard Mo Ziwen! Shut that crow mouth of yours!" Xu Huan finally couldn't bear Mo Ziwen's nagging and slapping.

After roaring angrily, Xu Huan also realized what was wrong with the current situation: "Who did you take advantage of just now? Do you think I can't get rid of you because I have a stomachache? Get off me quickly!"

Obviously Mo Ziwen hasn't realized how ambiguous their current posture is: "No, who knows if you are really fine or just tricking me. If I turn around, you will leave me."

"Then what should I do?"
Chapter completed!