Chapter 546 Will It Be Uncomfortable?

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When Mo Xiuchen returned to the office, Wen Ran was burying his head in the computer screen, concentrating without looking up.

His deep eyes stared at her beautiful face, and a layer of warmth suddenly appeared in Mo Xiuchen's eyes. It seemed that seeing her in front of him made him feel at ease and at ease.

He did not return to his seat, but walked towards her with elegant steps.

As he approached, Wen Ran raised her eyes and met his gentle eyes. A bright smile broke out between her eyebrows and her voice was soft and soft, like a breeze in spring blowing by her ears. People feel happy.

"Did you finish the phone call?"

She just asked casually, not intending to find out who he was talking to on the phone. Mo Xiuchen's mouth curved slightly, he walked to stop behind her, and his hands with sharp bones brushed her shoulders, with moderate and skillful force. Massaging her shoulders, the voice in her ear was gentle and clear:

"Well, it was Lu Zhili who called, saying that they have arrived in G city."

Wen Ran blinked and raised his face to look at Mo Xiuchen: "Wu Tianyi was brought back?"

She was a little excited. Wu Tianyi was brought back, could she possibly find out Fu Jingyi's whereabouts from him?

"Yes, he was brought back. Perhaps, we can learn from him where Fu Jingyi is hiding." Mo Xiuchen's movements deliberately slowed down a little, and his gentle eyes became gentler, a trace of Heartache seeped into the tenderness in his eyes, and he said softly: "Of course, as long as you find Fu Jingyi, you can cure the poison he put on you."

If he found Fu Jingyi, no matter what method he used, he would ask him to tell him how to detoxify Ranran's body, Mo Xiuchen thought bitterly in his heart.

Wen Ran's body froze slightly, and something strange flashed across his face. He soon regained his composure, with delicate features and eyes, and said calmly: "Xiuchen, please stop massaging me. Go back to work."

She didn't want to talk about her situation. When she talked about this topic, she couldn't control the sadness and fear in her heart. She was afraid that she would not be with him for long, and she was afraid that her leaving would make him sad.

Mo Xiuchen seemed to feel her emotions. A hint of distress slipped through his eyes. He bent down and pressed his angular handsome face against her cheek. In this way, he told her that he was by her side, so don't be afraid.

"Of course, if you're tired, don't do it and rest for a while. I'll do the rest for you."

As he spoke, he pulled her up from the chair and sat domineeringly in the chair she had just held. He then pulled Wen Ran into his arms, letting her sit on his lap, and put an arm around her waist. The other hand holds the mouse and does the unfinished work for her.

"Xiuchen, I don't need your help."

Mo Xiuchen was too domineering, and Wen Ran realized that she was already trapped in his arms. The familiar male scent entered her nose, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Her fair cheeks were also slightly flushed in such an ambiguous atmosphere. Mo Xiuchen turned his face sideways, his sexy thin lips pressed against her ear. When he spoke, his warm breath penetrated into her eardrums and reached her heart:

"I am your husband, and I should help you with things."

He said it matter-of-factly, with a hint of pride in his tone. It seemed that he had done everything for her and it was best for her to do nothing.

Wen Ran frowned slightly, feeling very uncomfortable being held by him like this. She struggled and wanted to get up, but unexpectedly, as soon as she struggled, his hand around her waist tightened.

"Of course, don't move. You are sitting on my lap now. If you move, I can't help but have those thoughts."

Mo Xiuchen's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and his eyes deepened in response to her slight struggle. Wen Ran looked at his dark eyes in surprise, her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and she sat on his lap. I couldn't move my body anymore.

She suddenly thought of what happened in the middle of last night, her face felt hot, but her heart suddenly felt astringent. He pursed his lips and asked softly: "Xiu Chen, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"ah?"

Mo Xiuchen didn't seem to understand what she meant. He blinked his deep eyes and looked at her deeply.

"Let me go first, I want to drink water."

Wen Ran didn't have the courage to ask again, let alone explain what she meant under such circumstances. She changed the subject, and Qinghong looked at the cup on his side.

Mo Xiuchen smiled, reached for the cup and handed it to her, and let go of the hand holding her slender waist.

Wen Ran got free, immediately left him and stood up.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly and did not pull her back to sit on his lap. Instead, he concentrated on finishing the rest of the work for her. Wen Ran stood aside, holding the cup in both hands and looking at it gently. Looking at the man who is focused on his work, his heart softens unconsciously.

It took an hour to do this.

Wen Ran finished all his work for tomorrow.

"Can I not come tomorrow?"

Wen Ran saw him closing the computer and teased with a smile.

Mo Xiuchen raised his lips and smiled, his eyes resting on her beautiful eyebrows. He couldn't help but raise his hand to brush her face, and said happily: "I'll help you finish your work tomorrow, so you can stay with me attentively tomorrow." Me, just bring me tea and water."

She was not the only one who was his secretary.

In fact, many complicated tasks were done by other secretaries. The work Wen Ran did in the past two days was just assigned to her by him so that she could be busy and not have to think too much.

It was obvious that she was concentrating on her work, and he felt distressed and wanted to take her place.

This is really a contradictory thing. Wen Ran didn't move, with a gentle smile on her face and looking at him with clear eyes. She let his big palm caress her cheek. She ignored the flash of emotions in her heart and jokingly He replied: "No problem, it is a little girl's honor to serve the president of Mo University."

Mo Xiuchen was amused by her joking words. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his mobile phone. He reluctantly took his hand away from her face, took out his mobile phone, and his eyes widened when he saw the incoming call. The light flashed.

"Who hit me?"

Wen Ran asked casually, looking at his mobile phone and touching the caller ID on the screen, a trace of confusion appeared on his face: "Is it the chairman?"

The caller ID only had the word "Dad", so Wen Ran would think it was Mo Jingteng, which was normal.

"not him."

Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly, pressed the answer button with his slender index finger, and his low and gentle voice spilled over his thin lips: "Hey, Dad!"

Wen Ran was startled. When she heard Mo Xiuchen calling "Dad", she suddenly understood that it was her father "Gu Yan" calling, not Mo Jingteng.

Mo Xiuchen would not have such a polite and gentle tone towards Mo Jingteng.

Gu Yan on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, but Mo Xiuchen suddenly changed his expression and blurted out, "Dad, how could that happen?"