When she came out of the bathroom, Zhou Yanchen was already sitting on the bed.

I didn't read a book today. He leaned against the head of the bed with his arms in his arms, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Climbing onto the bed, Mo Xiran got into the quilt and lay down with his back to him.

As soon as the phoenix eyes opened, Zhou Yanchen frowned and looked at the person beside him.

He must have been spoiled by her too much, and he would get angry without discrimination. It seems that he really needs to be rectified.

Thinking of it, he reached out to hold her shoulder and exerted a little force.

"Why?"

With a scream, his eyes met, Zhou Yanchen's eyes flashed across her lips.

Zhou Yanchen hugged Mo Xiran.

Mo Xiran's long sweaty hair was soaked, and he leaned back in his arms and rubbed it.

"Sleep." He kissed her forehead and said softly.

Mo Xiran responded, staring inadvertently, facing his phoenix eyes.

In the darkness, Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes were so bright that it was incredible.

At that moment, Mo Xiran's heart twitched and he was throbbing.

So beautiful!

It's really beautiful!

She thought that there would never be anyone more beautiful than Zhou Yanchen in this world.

He must be the most outstanding and only perfect work in God.

...

Mo Xiran is very busy.

Very, very busy.

The day of negotiating the cooperation case is approaching, and she stays in the company every day to work overtime until very late. Although the team members who followed her were dissatisfied, everyone also knows the importance of this cooperation case, so they can only endure the dissatisfaction.

It was the first time that Mo Xiran brought a team of so many people, and the coordination work was very difficult at the beginning.

I carefully understood the strengths of each group member, and tried my best to play these strengths when she assigned her work.

Over time, the team members also respected her.

...

At the bar, shaking the wine glass, Chu Zhouran looked at Zhou Yanchen with a smile, "Why did you suddenly ask me to drink?"

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him and said nothing.

Chu Zhouran continued to laugh: "I thought you should be in the gentle place with your aunt at this moment."

"Tsk!" A cold sneered, Zhou Yanchen's eyebrows closed, "When did you learn such big or small words? You'll learn bad things from Zhou Yanxi."

"I'm also talking to her for several days.

The phoenix eyes flashed, and Zhou Yanchen took a sip of wine, "When did she start to be busy?"

“It’s been more than a week.”

"Um."

"So, what about my aunt? Why didn't I see her?"

"In the study." Zhou Yanchen took a sip of wine and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Chu Zhouran called him.

Zhou Yanchen looked back at him and said carelessly: "Go to the land of gentleness."

"Puff!" Chu Zhouran couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Really, since he was with his aunt, he has become more and more humane, more and more cute.

Can love really change a person?

A girl's face suddenly flashed in my mind, but it was not Tang Qian.

When did he gradually forget Tang Qian and start to remember another person?

With his hands crossed behind his head, Chu Zhouran laughed at himself.

Is his spring coming too?

"Dongdong."

The knock on the door sounded, and Mo Xiran was so busy that he said casually: "Come in."

Zhou Yanchen pushed the door open and entered, but the little woman behind the table didn't even raise her head.

Come over, he stands behind her and holds her shoulders with his hand.

Mo Xiran was busy looking through the information, her hair was messed up by herself, and a pair of cute ones were upturned.

Zhou Yanchen rubbed her hair and reached out to pinch her jaw.

"Hey? What are you doing?"

Frowning slightly, Mo Xiran looked at him.

Zhou Yanchen leaned over and kissed her lips lightly.

This kiss made Mo Xiran stunned.

"Be busy." Zhou Yanchen said, and after that, he turned around and left the study.

After a long time, Mo Xiran stroked her lips and smirked at her own eyes.

Why do you suddenly feel like you are resurrected with full blood?

Covering her hot cheeks, she lay shyly on the table.

Beauty is seductive and life-threatening!

...

After working in high-intensity for many consecutive days, many people in the group had various physical problems.

Mo Xiran also caught a slight cold, which was pretty good. In the afternoon, Li Yao in the group suddenly fainted.

After sending Li Yao to the hospital for dripping, Mo Xiran paid the fee and saw her struggling to get up.

"Li Yao! You are still hanging water, lie down quickly."

Li Yao said weakly: "Secretary Mo, I still have to pick up the child."

Mo Xiran heard that Li Yao is a single mother.

"That's not OK. You're still weak. Let's do this, I'll help you pick up the child?"

"This is not good, Secretary Mo."

"It's okay, tell me which kindergarten it is."

Although Li Yao is a single mother, she wants to give all the best to her children, and the one she sends her son to a noble kindergarten with sky-high tuition fees.

Mo Xiran took a taxi to the kindergarten, and many luxury cars had already parked at the door.

I looked at my phone and it was time for school to come.

According to Li Yao, Mo Xiran was waiting in front of the middle and second division, waiting for the little boy wearing a camouflage coat and carrying a Transformer schoolbag.

After a while, such a little boy came out and held hands with a little girl.

Mo Xiran greeted him and smiled and bent over: "Junjun, right? Your mother asked me to pick you up."

The child named Junjun frowned and looked at Mo Xiran, as if wondering if he knew her.

The little girl beside him spoke, and said in a slight voice: "The teacher said, you can't leave with strangers."

"I'm not a bad person." Mo Xiran laughed.

The little girl held Junjun's hand tightly, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she shouted behind Mo Xiran: "Dad!"

Someone came over and bent over to hug the little girl, "Are Sakura good today?"

"Be good." Sakura hugged the man's neck and pointed at Mo Xiran, "Dad, this aunt wants to take Junjun away, but Junjun doesn't know her."

As Sakura finished speaking, the man turned to look at Mo Xiran.

Mo Xiran was stunned.

Why does this face feel familiar?

...

"Mom, this is your dowry, I can't..."

"Hold it." Old Mrs. Zhou held Zhou Yanxi's hand and handed her a wooden carved box.
To be continued...