Chapter 309: Hubby, Hold It!

Mo Yesi: [I thought it was a date.]

Qiao Mianmian knew that this was what bothered him, and she had to stifle a laugh when she replied: [We meet every day, and we’ve got so much time with each other. Don’t be so petty, alright?]

This time, Mo Yesi didn’t reply instantly.

He only replied about a minute later with a single word: [Alright.]

Qiao Mianmian saw his reply and immediately imagined his obedient look as he typed it. He looked so adorable in her head.

She replied to him with a cute sticker.

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Mo Yesi was already in the car when he received her reply.

When he saw that emoji, only one thought emerged in his head.

To pa.s.sionately want her in bed.

The sort in which she trembled and cried under him.

Just like that night when she cried and begged him as she turned red.

She’d actually sent him a sticker of a cat holding a person’s hand. What’s more, the caption for the sticker was: Hubby, hold it!

Mo Yesi read the word “Hubby” over and over again as he recalled the way Qiao Mianmian had addressed him so gently and softly the other time. He was actually having a physiological reaction.

He looked down, only to see a “raised” part of his body packed with desire.

He took a deep breath as he glanced at that part, which wasn’t going down any soon, and grabbed a thin blanket by the side to cover it up.

Just a bit more.

When her d.a.m.ned Aunt Flo was gone, he’d get it back all at once, with interest!

He’d make her cry as she begged him for mercy.

The car pulled out.

When they drove past a florist, Mo Yesi got Wei Zheng to stop.

Wei Zheng looked out the window, saw the florist, and immediately guessed what Mo Yesi was thinking.

“Chairman Mo, let me know which flowers you’d like. I’ll get them for you.”

Wei Zheng felt that he couldn’t have Chairman Mo get out of his seat just to get flowers.

Especially when he, the a.s.sistant, was around.

Mo Yesi opened the car door and said, “Wait here for me. I’ll go have a look.”

With that, he got off.

The man stood out no matter where he was because of his height.

So, it wasn’t surprising when two girls immediately shrieked when they saw him get out of the car. “Wow, look at that man. He’s so handsome!”

“Is that a Rolls-Royce? Wow, he’s rich and handsome, the best of the best.”

“He looks at least 1.86 meters. Those long legs… Could he be a model?”

The two girls were chatting excitedly and blus.h.i.+ng when he walked past them.

A few other girls were stealing glances too. Such a hunk naturally attracted them.

One of them even went up to him to ask for his contact information.

She was a young girl, likely under 20. “Hi, h.e.l.lo. Could we be friends?”

“I’m Chen…”

The girl had mustered her courage to introduce herself but was cut off abruptly by his low and distant voice. “Please excuse me. I’m going to the florist to get my wife some flowers.”