The tip of her nose is full of her hair fragrance. Mo Shiqian sleeps like this.


    …………


    The next morning.


    The first thing you see when you open your eyes is that the woman is buried in the white porcelain like delicate skin under the long hair. She is still sleeping heavily, breathing evenly, leaning on his arms, and looks very peaceful.


    He didn''t think much about it, so he pressed her chin and kissed her directly.


    Chi Huan wakes up after being kissed. He feels that it''s hard to breathe. He frowns and opens his eyes. The handsome face of the man is magnified in front of her. She mumbles, "when the ink is modest..."


    "Well."


    She was still sleepy and sleepy. "What''s up?"


    "Get up."


    Half squinting her eyes, she asked in a hoarse voice, "when is it?"


    "Seven."


    "Well It''s still early. I''ll get some more sleep. "


    She mumbled. Her eyes, which were not fully open, closed again. She turned around and went back to sleep with the quilt in her arms.


    Mo Shiqian, "..."


    He pulled her shoulder and turned her over. Without hesitation, he kissed her again. The woman''s breath was not smooth. He opened her eyes again. He was confused and a little angry. "What are you doing?"


    "Get up."


    "It''s very early now."


    The man said faintly, "it''s late. I''m going to see the person in charge here after breakfast."


    "Do you want me to go with you?"


    When they were together a long time ago, he got up earlier than her, but basically when she woke up, he had already gone to work, and he had never asked her to appear at work or attend any occasions as a female partner.


    So Chi Huan is used to getting up later than him.


    "No."


    In fact, she was not sleepy because of these two times, but she still asked, " Then why should I get up? "


    Moshiqian has opened the quilt and got off the bed. The white bathrobe and clothes are put on his body irregularly. His belt is loose, and his chest also shows a large piece of skin. Standing in front of the window, he stands against the sunlight from the window, holding a little disordered short black hair, and his facial features are clean and beautiful in the morning light.


    "Go down with me for breakfast."


    Chi Huan, "..."


    The man said that and went to the bathroom for a shower.


    She looked at his tall back, raised her hand and rubbed her face hard, but she got up.


    Dug her up for dinner last night


    In the morning, I dug her up for breakfast


    How can it seem that there is no change?


    Oh no He let her sleep with him last night. In the morning I woke her up by kissing her. In this way, her face turned red, even her mood improved a lot, and the gas of getting up at that point disappeared.


    Mo Shiqian takes up the bathroom, and Chi Huan has to wash in the next bedroom.


    Women spend more time than men. When Mo Shiqian takes a bath and changes into formal clothes, she finds out that she is still making up next door.


    Chi Huan tidies up the dresser a little after finishing it, then stands up and suddenly finds that the long and cold man leans on the door frame, the deep dark eyes are silent and focused, and I don''t know that I have been standing there staring at her for a long time.


    Her heart beat, dry cough after a embarrassed ask, "wait for a long time?"


    Mo Shiqian raised his wrist and looked at the time. He said lightly, "seven minutes."


    Chi Huan, "..."


    She skimmed her mouth, dare you to look at the time when you came?


    "I''m done. I can go down."


    "Then go."


    She went towards him, and the two walked out side by side.


    When she came to the center of the living room, she suddenly thought of what kind of living.


    The man looked down at her. "What did you forget?"


    Chi Huan looked at him, looked at himself again, and finally found that the strange feeling that had been born since he had just seen him was not right. "I will accompany you to finish dinner later You don''t have to go with you to see the client, do you? "


    "If you want to go, I can take you."


    "I don''t really want to go."


    Moshi looked at her with low eyes and no expression. "If you want to go, you can go. I didn''t say you can''t meet people. But although there are branches in cloud Sur, they are nothing unless you want them to entertain you next time."


    Chi Huan, "..."


    Will there be too many plays in his heart? Does he think she can''t wait to upgrade from "junior three" to the main room, so he wants to take her to see all kinds of people?


    She raised her face and smiled, "I just feel You dress very formally. I dress casually. If there is any formal occasion later, you should tell me in advance. Otherwise, I will look impolite. "


    Mo Shiqian, "..."


    He is quite formal indeed. In fact, he is almost in this dress. Especially when he comes to Jiangcheng, the temperature is very suitable. The black trousers wear a dark shirt.Chi Huan''s clothes are formal. In the morning, he changed a light blue nostalgic jeans shirt. His lower body is dark pants. His feet are simple and classic simple white sneakers, showing thin and beautiful ankles. His youth is also a bit of literature and art. His long hair looks loose, but in fact, it''s very intentional. It''s very suitable for the style of relaxation.


    The man''s face is black, for his "self amorous", "how polite would you like to have breakfast?"


    She Oh, picked up the light brown shoulder bag on the sofa, and then directly put it on the man''s arm, "that''s OK, go to breakfast."


    As for the action that she naturally took his hand, it was a little pleasing to him just now. Without saying anything more, they walked out of the room.


    Cool and handsome men and charming and pure women walk together, it is destined to be a spectacular scenery.


    Fortunately, both Qian and Chi Huan ignore this kind of vision and attention selectively.


    There were only two of them in the elevator when I got down.


    Chi Huan stands on his side and holds his left hand. When she looks down, she accidentally sees the watch that the man showed when he looked at the time. She picks up his hand, opens the sleeve of his shirt, and turns his wrist to know what the price is.


    "This kind of watch is worthy of the identity and status of Mr. Mo today. To be honest, you wore the watch I gave you in the hospital last time. Did you show it to me on purpose?"


    Mo Shi looked at her with humble eyes. The sleeves of her shirt were pulled up, and there was only a silver bracelet on her wrist. She sneered, "I didn''t throw it on purpose. Do you still have the body?"


    Her exposure rate in recent years is not low. Although not many of them have reached Paris, there are many news and photos as long as her name is typed on the search engine.


    He never saw the watch on her wrist.