When Lan Yanxi saw this man in such a rigorous office, she felt very different. Here, she seemed to have become more serious, and she didn't even dare to look around.

"Come in!"

When Ling Mofeng saw her, his handsome face was stained with a gentle smile. He stretched out his long arm, held one of her arms, and led her into the office. Then, he closed the door tightly.

Lan Yanxi showed a sense of restraint, and a pair of eyes peeked at the man beside him.

Ling Mofeng touched her cheek lightly with his fingers, and his smile deepened: "What's wrong?

Suddenly don't recognize me? "

Such a quiet Lan Yanran made Ling Mofeng feel funny, and immediately teased her.

"How come, I'm just in a trance. I saw a lot of pictures of you watching TV at home, and suddenly seeing you here feels a little unreal."

Lan Yanxi expressed her feelings. Her husband is so good that he can make people worry about gains and losses. Is this a funny thing?

"Where is it unreal?"

A flash of astonishment flashed across Ling Mo Fengjun's face, and then he grabbed her little hand, unbuttoned the black coat, and let her stick it to his heart through the white shirt: "Do you feel it?

My heart is beating hard. "

Lan Yanxi didn't expect that Ling Mofeng would grab her hand and stick it to his heart. Her pretty face blushed all of a sudden, and she wanted to break free immediately, but the man held her hand tightly, preventing her from pulling away.

"Didn't you say you made me a dress?

where?

I want to see. "

Lan Yanxi was so embarrassed that she quickly changed the subject.

"Don't worry, it's only past six o'clock, it's okay for us to go there later, it's just a private banquet."

Ling Mofeng didn't want to waste such a beautiful moment.

"Then what are we going to do if we don't change clothes?"

Lan Yanxi's head was a little empty, so she asked this sentence stupidly.

"What are you doing?

Come here and sit with me. "

Ling Mofeng took her hand, and took her to sit on his office chair, and then he patted his strong thigh: "Sit here."

Lan Yanxi froze for a moment, and sat down directly. Ling Mofeng immediately turned on a computer next to him, which was his personal computer. He operated it with his fingers, and played a photo album, followed by a gentle song.

"What's this?"

Lan Yanxi's beautiful eyes were stunned, and she saw her photo suddenly rotated and enlarged. It was a photo of her squatting in the garden drinking water. The photo was obviously taken secretly, because there was only her back view.

"Sneaky photos taken on my phone."

Ling Mofeng's handsome face was a little embarrassed.

Lan Yanxi's beautiful eyes widened, staring at his handsome face in disbelief: "You still secretly took pictures of me?" JrNovels.com