After not having a good meal for a day in a row, and being so tormented by Leng Xiao, Qiu Mo fell asleep in his arms almost as soon as she finished doing it.
She was weak and couldn't withstand his excessive demands. He suppressed his desires every time, always feeling like he still had unfulfilled desires. However, he felt sorry for her and couldn't bear to overwork her, so he had to aggrieve himself first.
Leng Xiao brought a warm towel and wiped the traces on her body one by one. He had never served anyone so carefully, yet he was willing to do anything for her.
After he finished wiping clumsily, he got on the bed and gently held her petite body in his arms.
Compared to her fatigue, he was full of energy. He inserted his slender fingers into one of her black hairs, wrapped one of them around his fingers and slowly pulled it down until the smooth and elastic black hair playfully flowed from him.
He played like this for a long time, and he actually enjoyed it a little bit. The smooth feeling on the hair was also accompanied by her body fragrance, which penetrated into his nostrils, making him feel itchy.
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He couldn't help lowering his head, and his malicious big hands passed along her bare skin little by little, as if stroking the smoothest satin, and then stopped on her chest, teasing the softness.
Qiu Mo, who was sleeping soundly, felt a hand wandering around her body in a daze. She crawled into his arms and pressed her body hard against his chest, trying to avoid his dishonest fingers.
He temporarily let go of her chest, but turned to her strong and slender legs, and then explored deeper.
Qiu Mo finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted: "Leng Xiao, stop making trouble, I'm so tired."
The beautiful woman begged for mercy in a soft voice, with a hint of pleading and coquettishness, which made him helplessly stop the movements of his hands. He couldn't help but sigh, kissed her face and said, "What a tormenting little thing."
Qiu Mo slept soundly and comfortably. When she woke up from her sweet dream, she found that the iron arm was still tightly restraining her waist, and she suddenly felt happy and peaceful in her heart.
Half of his face was buried in the pillow, and his dark hair covered his plump forehead, with a few mischievous strands dancing over his eyes.
When he was sleeping, he looked very quiet, his lips were slightly pursed, and the lines on his face were soft.
Qiu Mo looked at him quietly for a long time, and finally couldn't help but stretched out her hand to push away the strand of hair from his forehead. With this movement, he woke up.
"morning."
Qiu Mo lay on the pillow and greeted him with a smile.
"Morning." He glanced at her lazily with his narrow eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hands to pull her into his arms.
"Ah, bad guy." Qiu Mo was placed on his body and could only lie on his chest instead of lying on the pillow.
Seeing the evil smile in his eyes, she slowly reached into his armpit with a small hand, and then started to scratch it gently.
She had never tickled Leng Xiao before, but she didn't expect that this was his weakness. His body suddenly flexed and he burst out laughing.
"Momo, don't make trouble, haha." He wanted to grab her little hand, but she became more arrogant, scratching his armpit with one hand and scratching the flesh on his ribs with the other.
"Haha...haha..." He couldn't stop laughing, but when he wanted to grab her hand, she tickled him. He was actually the most ticklish, especially when he was touched by her soft little hand.
No, I can’t stop laughing.
Finally, he held his breath hard, then grabbed her naughty little hand, and deliberately threatened her: "I won't be polite if you scratch her again. You have to repeat what you did last night once or twice."
She immediately became honest, nestled against his chest and just smiled.
On such a beautiful morning, with such a smile that was brighter than the sun, Leng Xiao thought, I really wish I could never get up like this and drown in her smile.
"Momo." He looked at her and asked seriously: "What did my mother tell you?"
As soon as Nie Ronghua was mentioned, Qiu Mo's head lowered and he muttered for a long time without saying anything.
Leng Xiao gently held her face with both hands so that she could look into his eyes, and said encouragingly: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about it affecting the relationship between our mother and son. Just tell me what she said."
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Qiu Mo's thoughts were revealed to him, so she had no choice but to tell him exactly what Nie Ronghua said.
After Leng Xiao heard this, there was a moment of icy silence, and his big hands stroked her hair. Qiu Mo was extremely nervous, fearing that there would be some rift in his relationship with Nie Ronghua because of her. He had always been filial, and she
I don't want him to be in a dilemma, and it doesn't matter even if I feel a little wronged.
Leng Xiao saw the panic in her eyes and knew her worry, so he couldn't help but kissed her forehead distressedly, "Good girl, Momo, I will handle this matter. You don't want to go to PX today. Let's clean up later."
, I’ll pick you up later.”
"Is it really okay if I go back?" Qiu Mo was still worried.
"You are my wife, I will take you home, who can stop me?" He sat up and hugged her, saying dotingly.
"Then I still have some things at PX. I'll get them back in the morning."
He tapped her nose: "Go back quickly."
"Leng Xiao, are you going to stop working with me in the future?" She asked a little disappointed.
"If you want to relieve your boredom, there are plenty of positions in the Leng family. How about working as Ning Yu's assistant?" He still remembered that she had a talent for design.
"Really?" Qiu Mo kissed him on the face in surprise: "Leng Xiao, thank you."
Leng Xiao had a proud smile in his eyes and pointed to the left side of his face: "I want this face too."
Qiu Mo was in a good mood and kissed him on the left cheek again.
Only then did he put her down with satisfaction, then pointed to his stomach and said, "I'm hungry."
"Wait, I'll make breakfast for you." She got out of bed happily, and then ran to the kitchen like a little bird.
Leng Xiao sat on the bed and looked at her quietly, hoping in his heart that such a scene could turn into eternity in an instant, and that he was willing to grow old with her like this.
It wouldn't be bad to be Leng Ningyu's assistant.
He smiled softly, but he didn't expect that Leng Ningyu's office was already in a mess. The TP5 generation mobile phone had just been sold globally yesterday. It was only yesterday that the design of the TP5 was discovered to have been stolen. Although Leng Ningyu had it in his hands,
There is a COPY version of the design plan, but losing the original design is a matter of endless trouble.
If someone imitates and mass-produces counterfeit mobile phones, it will be a very big blow to Leng.
Leng Ningyu knew that he had made a big mistake this time, so he did not dare to call Leng Xiao. He thought that Leng Xiao was still in the United States, so he wanted to handle the matter by himself first.