Qiao Mianmian: [Oh, got it.]
Mo Yesi: [Good girl.]
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
This man was ridiculous!
"Mianmian, who are you talking to? Chairman Mo?"
Zhan Bo and Qiao Mianmian were sitting next to each other.
Seeing that she was typing on her cell phone, he took a look and saw Mo Yesi's "good girl".
He sighed. "The sour smell of love. You and Chairman Mo are really sticking to each other."
Actually, when Zhan Bo saw Mo Yesi's "good girl", he didn't immediately feel the sour smell of love.
He felt horrified.
Because at that time, the image of Mo Yesi saying "good girl" to Qiao Mianmian with his ice-cold face appeared in his mind. It was very strange.
For other couples, it would be like the man was pampering his girlfriend.
But Mo Yesi?
In Zhan Bo's opinion, a man like Mo Yesi who looked especially pure and abstinent should be left alone for the rest of his life.
