Our Little Girl

When Mo Yangyang heard this, her face instantly turned red!

Just now outside, he had finally attacked once, but now, he was pressed back to his original spot.

She raised her head and glared at Xie Xize.

"Aren't you going to the research institute? Why did you come in?"

"My wife gave me a red packet. Of course I came," said Xie Xize as he pocketed the red packet.

Mo Yangyang blushed even more.

Xie Xize couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch Mo Yangyang's cheek with his slender fingers.

"I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

Xie Xize left.

" I'm not happy, " Mo Yangyang whispered. " I'm not going in the afternoon. "

"I didn't hear you clearly. Can you repeat that?" Xie Xize suddenly turned around and smiled.

Mo Yangyang felt her scalp tighten and quickly waved her hand. ""It's nothing. You can leave!"

"Be good, wait for me!"

After they left, Lan Dongzhi put down his hand.

"Sigh, is this dog food so early in the morning trying to kill me?"