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Episode 4 [The Seven-Year Itch]

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    This is the seventh year that the two have been together. Others said there would be a seven-year itch. Mo Ruanmiao didn't believe it at first, but one day he smelled a woman's perfume on Mo Chutian, which was not strong.  But it did exist, on the neckline of Mo Chutian's shirt.

    Mo Ruanmiao didn't want to be a suspicious person, so she kept the matter in her heart.  He comforted himself that it might have been inadvertently contaminated, maybe the secretary or a partner happened to have a woman who used this perfume, maybe the guess could be bolder, Mo Chutian might want to buy a bottle of perfume for Zhao Manzhen,  So tried the sample.

    It's just that since that day, Mo Ruanmiao has paid attention to many small things about Mo Chutian, and will pay attention to the other party's itinerary, will pay attention to whether the other party is close to a certain person, and sometimes even can't help it  spy on each other's privacy.

    As time passed day by day, Mo Ruanmiao did not find anything unusual on Mo Chutian, as if the perfume smelled that day was an illusion, and everything returned to calm.

    In the afternoon, when Mo Chutian came home on time, Mo Ruanmiao happened to come down from upstairs. He called his brother and threw himself into Mo Chutian's arms. There was still a smile on his face for a second. He sniffed lightly, his expression  It's changed, the smile on his face is a bit far-fetched, and it's that kind of taste again.

    "Brother, are you in the company all afternoon?" Mo Ruanmiao asked tentatively. He felt that the smile on his face might be a little unnatural, but he really couldn't.

    Mo Chutian's expression was the same as usual, with a smile in his eyes, "Yes."

    Mo Ruanmiao nodded absent-mindedly, but he couldn't see anything wrong from Mo Chutian's face, the other party was too calm.  Mo Ruanmiao lowered her eyes, she should trust Mo Chutian, shouldn't she?  He should give enough credit, as he has for the past few years.

    In the evening, when Zhao Manzhen came to Xihua, Mo Ruanmiao smelled the perfume again, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It must be that Zhao Manzhen went to the company in the afternoon.

    But Mo Ruanmiao didn't ask Zhao Manzhen.

    Mo Ruanmiao was a little scared.

    The next day, Mo Ruanmiao and Mo Chutian went to the company together. Everyone in the company already knew his identity, and everyone called him Mr. Mo Xiao. After entering the office, he looked inside and talked with himself.  The next time it didn't make any difference.

    When his eyes reached the bookshelf, Mo Ruanmiao's heart trembled. There were more things he hadn't seen before. It was a landscape painting with an English signature on it. He searched for the name of this person in his mind. It was a  Stranger, the feminine character of the name is obvious.

    Mo Ruanmiao turned around and glanced at the man who was working hard, let out a sigh of relief and walked towards the bookshelf. The closer he got, the more he felt that this painting was special. It was placed in a very prominent position by Mo Chutian.

    Mo Ruanmiao suppressed the feeling in her heart, and raised her hand to touch the painting, but was stopped by a voice, "Miaomiao, don't move around."

    In an instant, Mo Ruanmiao felt a chill enveloping him, his whole body was so cold, he blinked, his eyes were a little confused, Mo Chutian had never yelled at him like this before, but now he was speaking loudly to him because of a painting  .

    "What's the matter?" Mo Ruanmiao pulled out a smile, which was very far-fetched, "I'm so precious, I'm not allowed to move."

    Mo Chutian probably also realized that his tone was not good, so he immediately put down the pen in his hand and strode towards Mo Ruanmiao. He hugged Mo Ruanmiao from behind, kissed his earlobe, and said, "Sorry, yes  I overreacted."

    Did not answer the question directly.

    Mo Chutian still had a meeting in the afternoon. Just after he said this to Mo Ruanmiao, the secretary knocked on the door with the information. He pinched Mo Ruanmiao's face affectionately, as if he didn't see Mo Ruanmiao's uneasy expression.  It's so-so, "I have another meeting. You can play in the office by yourself, and go to the lounge to sleep if you are sleepy."

    Mo Ruanmiao did not speak, he no longer concealed his emotions, and wrote his unhappiness clearly on his face.

    However, Mo Chutian turned a blind eye, took a few documents and left the office,

    Mo Ruanmiao bit her lip and looked at the direction Mo Chutian left, her eyes hurt a little, what went wrong?  There was no warning at all, he was not prepared at all.

    Half an hour later, the secretary came in, holding a few boxes in her hand, "Mr. Mo ordered it, it's the new flavor from the restaurant you often eat."

    Mo Ruanmiao nodded, and suddenly remembered something. He stopped the secretary and pointed to the painting on the bookshelf. It was the first time he did this kind of thing, and he was very nervous, but when he said it, he found himself calm.  Terrible, "Do you know who sent that painting?"

    "Huh?" The secretary didn't react, she thought for a while and said, "Boss Mo brought it to the office in person, I don't know., you love me too.  "

    There are no such messy derailments, betrayals, and infidelities at all. Mo Chutian feels that he has to delete that script tomorrow, lest Mo Ruanmiao will pull him into acting again one day. There are many things in it.  They can't even act, such as yelling at Mo Ruan Miao, or turning a blind eye to Mo Ruan Miao's sadness, even if it is acting.

    Mo Ruanmiao nodded in a daze, grabbed the corner of Mo Chutian's clothes and yawned, and said as if in a dream: "Yes, I love you, I know what to draw."

    The person in his arms had already fallen asleep, and Mo Chutian suddenly felt that it was not completely meaningless, at least Mo Ruanmiao had a good time and had some inspirations, and he also got a lot of benefits, forget it, let's put the script there  , lest Mo Ruanmiao go to Mocheng and the others to ask for it.

    Next, Mr. Mo hugged his welfare Mr. Mo Xiao and fell into a deep sleep.

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    It's not the last episode, but it's really over~ Thank you again for your company!  And the new article has been opened tonight, see you in the next book!

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