The girl was soft and fragrant, occasionally rubbing against him. Even with his steely self-control, he couldn't resist her unconscious flirtation.
So, that night, Mo Shiting took four or five cold showers.
Gu Li, who had had a sweet dream that night, was oblivious to all this and thought that Mo Shiting, like herself, had an especially good sleep.
The next day, when Gu Li got up, Mo Shiting was no longer at home.
Looking at the clock on the wall, it was half-past-ten in the morning. Gu Li couldn't help but seriously consider whether she was falling behind Mo Shiting's industrious lifestyle?
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Mo Group.
Lu Cong and Song Yunque rarely came to the company together to look for Mo Shiting.
Upon seeing both of his good brothers show up at once, Mo Shiting pinched his eyebrows and asked indifferently, "What brought you here?"
After saying this, he gracefully stood up and walked towards the sofa area.
Lu Cong was already seated there.