President's Single-minded Love

"Ten years?" Yan xiaonuo is surprised. Jianming looks like she will never be over 25.

"I came to Empire group when I was 14 and signed a 10-year contract." Jian Ming said with a faint smile, "I could have left today. The president asked me to help him, and I came back from the airport."

Yan xiaonuo was stunned. Is this the way that Messi decided to solve her model problem?

Jian Ming is not the same as the models she has seen. Instead, she has the feeling that she is not stained with mud. I think her career is also very successful.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jane. It's all because of me..." Yan xiaonuo apologized to her.

She could have been free, but she got them back because of her own demands.

Jian Ming laughed: "Miss Yan, I just promised to help the president, and I didn't sign a new contract. You don't have to feel guilty." I was not very happy when I came back at first, but I like Miss Yan very much, so I would like to be your model

Yan xiaonuo finally relieved, "that's good."

Jian Ming nodded. "I'll change my clothes and wear them on the day of the competition." Finish saying, she changed clothes to come out, handed Yan xiaonuo a card of his own, "Miss Yan needs to contact me again."

Yan xiaonuo solemnly took the business card and put it in his bag to thank Jianming.

At this time, someone knocked at the door, "Miss Yan, Miss Jane, the director will ask you to come over."

Mrs. Xuan Ji?

Yan xiaonuo and Jianming go to the director's office together. Yan xiaonuo finds that Moxi is also there, and there are many pink and purple hydrangeas in Xuanji's office.

is as like as two peas in a small garden in the house where she lives.

There was something strange about her.

"President, Mrs. Xuanji." Jian Ming has already said hello.

Xuanji's wife nodded and looked at Yan xiaonuo with a smile. "Wanju likes Hydrangea?"

Yan xiaonuo a Zheng, quickly shook his head and denied, "no, I think Hydrangea is also very beautiful."

"This is my mother's favorite flower, and I like it very much." Xuanji said with a smile, "what flower does Wanju like?"

Yan xiaonuo had to answer: "rose."

Messi would listen, eyebrows raised, and looked at her coldly. "Do you like roses?"

"Yes, I like roses best." Yan xiaonuo said, but saw the ice skate like eyes.

I like roses. What's wrong? How did the rose get in touch with Messi?

Yan xiaonuo was speechless to Messi.

Xuanji's wife had no choice but to come to an end: "it's normal for all flowers to flourish and each has his own love." She quickly changed the topic, "is the fitting going well?"

Yan xiaonuo put down his unhappiness and nodded with a smile: "Miss Jane is the most suitable dress for me."

"That's good." Xuanji nodded, "Wanju, I'll make a copy of your scanned design."

"Ah?"

"In this design competition, I am the chairman of the judges. According to the process, you need to give me a scanned copy." Xuanji explained patiently.

Yan xiaonuo was surprised and took a subconscious look at Mo Xi Jue.

Messi never looked at the pink and purple Hydrangea, not her.

Yan xiaonuo handed the U disk to Mrs. Xuanji, who asked her assistant to copy Yan xiaonuo's scanned copy to her computer.

Seeing her design, Mrs. Xuanji nodded in secret.

Yan xiaonuo took back the U disk and put it back in his bag. He said with a smile: "if there is no other thing, I will go back first..."

Xuanji was about to agree, but Moxi suddenly said, "who said there was nothing else?"

Yan xiaonuo takes a look at the thoughtful lady Xuanji, and looks at her eyes, nose, nose and heart. She takes a step back: "what else can I do for you?"

Mo Xi definitely took her out of Xuanji's office. Yan xiaonuo didn't dare to look up at the expression of Xuanji. She and Jianming looked at each other.

Is this Moxi crazy? When Madame Xuanji knows about her relationship with him, isn't her competition over?

"Mo Shao, if you have something to say, don't pull me..." Yan xiaonuo looked at the design department staff who lowered their heads on both sides, and quietly reminded mosey.

Moxi never let go of her meaning, directly took her into the elevator. At the moment of entering the elevator, Yan xiaonuo gently breathed out a breath. Finally, she was not in public, but she was scared.

She was directly brought back to the president's office by Moxi. Yan xiaonuo came to the door and suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing here? I don't lack a door keeper Mercy looked at her coldly, "go in."

"What else do you want?" Yan xiaonuo looked at him carefully.

"Come in with me." Mexici's tone was low.

Yan xiaonuo thought of the scene on the sofa just now, his face was red, "don't!"With a heavy black eye, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with her and picked her up.

"Mo Shao, this is the office. Someone will come in at any time!" Yan xiaonuo tried to struggle.

"This is the marble floor. I don't care if you struggle and break." Said mercy faintly.

He always had a way to subdue her. Yan xiaonuo didn't struggle, but he refused to stop. "What if someone came?"

"No one dares to come here without my permission." Mo xijue's voice was firm.

Yan xiaonuo was put on the leather sofa by him. He was thinking about how to refuse him. However, no matter what she imagined, he left and went to a room next to her.

Yan xiaonuo didn't know, so he just went into the room and took off his windbreaker. He only came out wearing that dark blue shirt. His cuff link was loose, which made him lazy.

He did not come to Yan xiaonuo's side, but sat on the office chair and began to deal with the papers piled on the desk.

So he let himself sit here just to work with him?

Yan xiaonuo stroked his forehead, and since he met with mexichi, he was almost neurotic.

Without the threat she imagined, she was much more comfortable. It was just when she was bored that she suddenly said, "there are books to read in the second room on the right."

The voice did not fall, Yan xiaonuo immediately got up to look for a book to read.

Mo xijue looked at her slender figure, thin lips light hook, lowered his head to continue to look at the document.

Although this study is only a little smaller than that in the imperial castle, the two study rooms are completely different in style. The study in the castle is solemn and solemn, but this study is leisurely and comfortable because of the decoration of pink purple hydrangea.

Yan xiaonuo decided to go back to the villa to pull out the pink and purple Hydrangea and plant all the pitcher plants.

She was startled by her own idea. What's the matter with people? Isn't flower innocent? How could she have such a strange idea?

She doesn't care what kind of flowers the smelly man likes, huh!

Yan xiaonuo ignored the delicate and beautiful Hydrangea and began to look for books to read.

She looked around, but she didn't find any interesting books to read. This man has no interest at all.

Yan xiaonuo took a "contemporary fashion interpretation" back to the sofa, passing by the tea room, she brought two cups of pomegranate juice, a fruit platter out.

She kindly put one of the pomegranate juice on the hand of mezzi, who never showed any rejection of pomegranate juice, and said Xiao Nuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan xiaonuo flipped through the book and found that the book was full of illustrations and illustrations. She was immediately interested.

Looking at, she unconsciously on the sofa armrest, no way, the sofa is too comfortable, Yan xiaonuo unconsciously exposed her reading habits.

She leans lazily on the sofa, the tall sofa covers her petite body, leaving only a little snow-white side face and long curled eyelashes, a pair of slender straight legs randomly placed on the sofa, black and white, although the color is simple, but there is an extreme aesthetic feeling.

The flower is more beautiful than before.

Mercy never glanced by chance, but her eyes were drawn away uncontrollably.

White fingers turn over the pages, but there is no sound, fingers between the pages, a small nail flashing pink pearls, like a flying butterfly.

She was attracted by the words in the book, showing a shallow smile, the heartbeat of Mo xijue suddenly accelerated.

When he was working alone here, he often thought about what it would be like if she was there with him. However, he did not have the mood to work when she was really here.

This goblin! An ordinary action and expression can suck his soul away.

Yan xiaonuo is happy to see, a large shadow cast on the page, she raised her head and saw the eyes of Mo xijue.

Black pupil is reflecting his own outline, Yan xiaonuo sat up straight, embarrassed smile: "your sofa is too comfortable, I look at it..."

Before she finished, the rest was completely blocked with a kiss.

The fierce kiss, as if to split her into the abdomen, a pair of big hands on her body ignited each other's flame, Yan xiaonuo was confused by the waves.

The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, Yan xiaonuo's face is scarlet, and Mo xijue's forehead has a thin layer of sweat.

In Yan xiaonuo closed his eyes to meet the coming attack, but suddenly Moxi let her go.

Yan xiaonuo opened his eyes and saw the black eyes he tried to endure. She knew how high his inner desire was at the moment.

She looked at him with bewilderment in her bright eyes. Mercy would not look too far. She was not in good health and could not be so indulgent.

Wait a minute. He can't make fun of her body.

Mercy never hesitated to get up again and quickly left her body. Unexpectedly, the gold Cufflinks caught her little coat.Yan xiaonuo was suddenly pulled up by him, trying to grab his sleeve. The huge tension instantly turned into pressure, and Moxi was definitely pressed on the sofa by her.

What's the situation? She's up there?

Murmured murmured, and his emotions were released uncontrollably. Countless fireworks bloomed in his brain, and gradually became a blank.