A meeting lasted a long time. At the end of the meeting, everyone packed up and prepared to leave the meeting room.
Xiao Su endured for several hours. Several times, looking at the cold side of the night, he almost couldn't help trying to reach his ear and tell him that the young grandmother was coming and was waiting in the office.
But at the thought of Han Muzi telling him not to tell yeshao that she had come, Xiao Su again resisted this impulse.
So as soon as the meeting was over, Xiao Su bent over to the side of Mo Shen's body at night and lowered his voice.
"Little night."
Night Mo deep eyes still fall on the document, thin lip moved a bit: "say."
"Little grandma..."
Just said these three words, night Mo deep finger tip action, suddenly raised his head to look at him.
Xiao Su was startled by this fierce look and unconsciously stepped back, "night, night is little..."
"What do you want to say?"
Night Mo deep look at him, just now he clearly heard Xiao Su say a little grandma.
He didn't think he had heard it wrong.
“…… Little night, I just want to say that grandma is here and waiting for you in the office. "
As soon as the voice dropped, Mo Shen immediately got up in front of him. He did not clean up his things and walked directly to the outside of the conference room.
I go, no wonder his grandmother didn't let him say, night little this appearance is too crazy!
Xiao Su quickly catch up: "night less, night less."
Mo Shen at night stopped impatiently, "is there anything else?"
"Yeshao, I just want to tell you that the young grandmother came a few hours ago, but she told me not to tell you, let you have a good meeting."
At first, the night Mo Shen could not help but frown, but soon the eyebrows gradually extended, as if thinking of something, the tip of the tongue against the root of the teeth, eyes a little deep.
"I see. Clean up this place."
With that, Mo Shen left the meeting room.
Xiao Su took his life to clean up. Who let him be the assistant of the night?
The night Mo Shen steps to return to the office, push open the door only to discover inside empty one, where still have Han Muzi's figure?
He looked around and found that the door of the lounge was closed.
So he walked up to the door of the rest room. When he reached the door of the rest room, Mo Shen unconsciously lowered his steps.
After pushing open the door of the rest room, I saw the figure of my heart.
Han Muzi is lying on the bed in the rest room, a head of green silk is probably because of sleeping, so it becomes a bit messy, plain faced, the quilt is only half covered.
Night Mo deep look for a while, put light step to go over, bend down to cover her quilt.
After covering the quilt, Mo Shen at night could not straighten up any more. He was staring at the quiet and beautiful woman with beautiful sleeping face. He thought of the words Xiao Su had said to him before. He could not help but stretch out his hand and gently rub her cheek, which was extremely gentle.
"Silly woman, I need you to think for me? Just tell me directly when you come here. Are you stupid to lie here alone for such a long time
Ye Moshen naturally knows that these words are his own words. After all, Han Muzi is sleeping now, and he can't be heard.
But who knows the next second, Han Muzi, whose face was calm, suddenly changed. Her expression seemed to be a little painful, and her delicate eyebrows tightly wrinkled.
Ye Mo deeply realized that something was wrong. After a careful look, she found that her white forehead was cold sweat.
What's the matter?
Night Mo deep subconsciously calls her name, "Mu Zi?"
However, Han Muzi did not hear his breathing, but his breathing became more and more urgent, which seemed like a nightmare.
Night Mo deep look at her like this, a big man was a little anxious, no place to put his hands, and dare not abruptly wake her up, can only constantly call her name.
I don't know how many times Mo Shen called at night, Han Muzi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the handsome face close at hand, and cried out in fear.
"Don't be afraid!"
Night Mo Shen quickly put his arm around her shoulder and whispered, "it's me, it's me."
Han Muzi: "it's just
The familiar low voice sounded in the ear, like in coaxing her, Han Muzi was stunned for a long time, and her mind was still those terrible pictures.
Her heart was beating fast, her breath was unsteady, and to make matters worse, her eyelids were jumping violently.
I always feel that there is a very ominous premonition.
Is it because of those curses Meng Xueyou told her before?
"What's the matter?"
See her quiet down, night Mo deeply distressed for her to touch the cold sweat on the forehead, see her even the tip of the nose is also cold sweat, simply bow his head with thin lips cover up.
Han Muzi regained consciousness and avoided his thin lips subconsciously.
Usually take her tears even if, now he actually want to suck her cold sweat, she can not accept.Han zi held her cheek for a half inch, and did not let her escape.
"Don't..." Han Muzi can't hide, can only try to use language to stop him.
As a result, night Mo Shen seemed to have not heard the same, bit by bit for her cold sweat sucking, dark eyes look gradually deep down, and then when he returned to see Han Muzi's face self loathing expression, he couldn't help laughing.
"What are you hiding from? I don't dislike you. "
Han Muzi bit his lower lip, "I dislike myself."
"Have you had a nightmare?" Night Mo deep stick come over, forehead against her to ask.
Mention of this nightmare, Han Muzi has a feeling of lingering fear, so he nodded, and then suddenly reached out to embrace the night Mo deep thin waist.
"The dream is a little terrible, and I also It's a bit too slow. Let me lean on it. " She put her head in the arms of Mo Shen at night and said a stuffy sentence.
Night Mo deep embrace her shoulder, low voice way: "good, want to rely on how long."
Then she lowered her head and put the thin lipstick on the top of her hair, "what did you dream of? Tell me? "
The man in his arms shook his head, did not say anything, obviously did not want to recall.
"If you don't want to say that, don't think about it. After sleeping all morning, are you hungry? Take a break. I'll take you to lunch? "
Han Muzi nests in his arms. She always feels a little sleepy. When she wakes up, her eyelids jump violently, but now It's much better.
"I'm a little sleepy. I don't want to eat much."
After this, Han Muzi suddenly felt that she was too affectated. How could she feel like she was coquettish to Mo Shen at night? She's such a big person, she's a mother, and
Thinking of this, Han Muzi is a little embarrassed. I really want to pretend that I didn't say anything just now.
"If you don't eat, what can you do if you're hungry? Three meals should be on time. If you don't want to go out, let's order? "
Say, night Mo Shen takes out mobile phone, prepare to order meal.
"See what you want to eat?"
After he opened the ordering page, he put his mobile phone in front of Han Muzi.
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