Cold CEO With Warm Love - Chapter 337

Song Zhicheng looked at Mo Xiuchen, regardless of the threat he sent to him, calmly said: “you can rest assured, with my personality guarantee, I will never let such a thing happen again!”

In order to protect his knee from the pain of skin and flesh, he would not let his woman wait until midnight like Mo Xiuchen Besides, he is not that kind of person.

He is not used to waiting for others, and naturally he will not be used to waiting for himself.

But Mo Xiuchen didn’t kneel down on the durian keyboard as Mo Qingling said. It was because Wen Yiyi was soft. If he was mo Qingling Not necessarily.

After all, Mo Qingling’s temperament, in addition to her family, no one else knows her better than him.

This little girl is not a woman at all.

Sometimes even more men than men!

Hearing that song Zhicheng said so, Mo Qingling immediately opened with a smile. She reached out and patted song Zhicheng’s arm with a smile. With a look of spoiling, she said, “that’s good.”

Song Zhicheng looked at her and frowned.

How does he feel? What’s a little strange?? Is it his illusion??

Sitting on one side, song Qiaoyuan, who silently ate two people’s dog food, gave a light cough and interrupted them, “you two are enough. Don’t take me seriously.”

She’s still here. Is it really appropriate to sprinkle dog food early in the morning?

Mo Qingling heard her voice, turned to look at Song Qiaoyuan, and said with a smile, “Ms. song, what do you say? Don’t you take you seriously? How dare I? If I dare, it’s my brother, isn’t it? ”

While saying this, Mo Qingling stretched out her hand and twisted the arm of song Zhicheng.

The city of song originally wanted to take what all don’t know didn’t hear, who expect Mo Qingling will wring him, so under Mo Xiuchen’s gaze, hard scalp nod, with her.

Mo Xiuchen silently looked at them three, did not speak.

It is in the heart to Mo Qingling and song city all remember a pen.

Song Qiaoyuan and Mo Qingling smile for a while, and then song Qiaoyuan turns to Mo Xiuchen. Just now, their smile is gone, and she says to him: “Yiyi?”

Mo Xiu Chen stares at her, the facial expression is indifferent of answer: “sleep.”

“Ha ha.” Song Qiaoyuan sneered, looked him up and down, and hummed, “where did you go last night? Do you know that Yiyi has been waiting for you in her room after dinner? Well, you’ll be back at half past eleven. ”

“……”

“It’s a good new year’s Eve. It was supposed to be a happy New Year’s Eve for all of us to sit together and let off fireworks. As a result, you came back so late that you didn’t play and went to sleep directly.”

“……”

“And I came back from work so late a few days ago. I don’t know if I can’t finish my work until the next day? You have to finish before you get off work? If something happens at home, do you have to wait until the work is finished? ”

At the mention of this, song Qiaoyuan is angry and criticizes Mo Xiuchen.

Someone who is criticized is quietly looking at her, speechless.

One is that she doesn’t know what to say, and the other is that she’s afraid to say it, so song Qiaoyuan’s words are even stronger. Although he doesn’t say anything now, she’s still very energetic.

On the other side, Mo Qingling put his hand around Song Zhicheng’s arm and whispered to him, “look at it for me. If you want to come back so late like my brother, I’ll go to my mother to make a report, so that you can be nagged by her all the time.”