The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 171

"I'm always a big A.

"The boy in Mr. Mo's arms really looks so well-behaved, and the soft little face bites softer..." "

Director He, this is a company group, not a no-man's land, pay attention to the company's image thank you..."

[Financial Director He Zheng withdrew a message]

"Good guy, mosquito bites are so hard this season?" "

Wait, upstairs is Director He himself?!! sure it's not someone else who took the wrong phone to send the message???

"Mr. Mo's father is a real hammer boyfriend, and he has to hold it when he walks, and his heart is moved..." No

matter how excited the company group gossip.

The parties do not care.

Mogui specially made a cabinet and placed it in the office, which was placed with all kinds of small snacks, and the refrigerator was placed with all kinds of small cakes, which were cleaned regularly.

The desk is full of documents that need to be signed over the month.

When Mo returned to work, the teenager obediently played with his tail, entertained himself, and did not disturb the man.

Only when the footsteps approached, did he withdraw his tail and sit on a soft blanket, fighting with scattered Lego.

The boy held the small hammer and knocked it one by one.

is a custom little mermaid image of Lego.

Bright blue eyes, silver beautiful tail, exactly like him.

The door opens and closes.

There are many people who come and go to send documents, and there are also people who want to take the opportunity to see the true face of President Mo's little wife, and their eyes intentionally or unintentionally fall on the teenager.

Those beautiful azure blue eyes are like the most beautiful gemstones, the most perfect creation of God, the elves of Western mythology.

All good things can be used to describe teenagers.

Everyone who saw him was attracted to him.

When President Mo was working, he had a cold face and a strong aura, and all the high-level officials stood there honestly to report their work, and those who did not meet the task were even more empty-minded.

Mo returned to the time when he said very little, and his silver eyes fell on the person's body, with an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made people subconsciously nervous, and the answer was a little stumbling.

The sound of tapping on Lego was somewhat crisp and out of place with their debriefing.

But inexplicably relieved their nervousness.

"Brother Shi~

" "Wipe your legs." The boy's voice was a little soft, his tail was itchy again, his dry skin hurt, and he wanted water to moisturize.

Mo Guishi was reading the quarterly report, and when he heard this, he put down the documents in his hand and half-knelt on the carpet in front of so many high-level executives of the company.

Holding the boy's ankle and wiping the milk-like skin with a wet wipe, he took it as seriously as if he were doing his job.

That well-defined hand looks very good in everything.

The person who was reporting stopped.

They were shocked by Mo Zong's patience.

After all, President Mo hated being disturbed on the way to work the most, but now he made an exception for a teenager, and he was so gentle and serious.

"Wait for work to take you to play, obediently. Mo

Guishi's voice was gentle, different from the usual cold and indifferent tone, very much like a boring girlfriend, waiting for someone to go on a date after work.

The warm touch of the palm seemed to remind him of the madness of that month.

Adam's apple rolling.

Mo Gui's voice was slightly hoarse, but he couldn't hear any change: "Kiss." The

boy cooperated and approached, a little softness fell on his thin lips.

The tips of the boy's ears were stained a little pink, and the god-sama always liked to be close to him when there were many people, no, he was close to him all the time, and he didn't care if there was anyone around.

The tip of his tail is about to be hot.

The legs are wet and cool, but it relieves the dry pain of the fishtail leaving the water.