Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

An Ziqi smiled helplessly, and stretched out her hand to wrap his neck from behind.

"What are you busy?"

"File." Xiao Moli replied briefly, obviously not his usual style.

An Ziqi stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No." Xiao Moli pursed his lips, returning directly.

He is full of qi, so he is not in the mood to eat.

"Oh." An Ziqi faintly replied, pursing her lips and holding back a smile, turned around and went to the sofa in front.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Moli quietly raised his head to look at her.

An Ziqi sat on the sofa casually flipping through the fashion magazine on the table in front of her.

Xiao Moli couldn't help being even more depressed.

An Ziqi's phone rang, glanced at it and answered.

"Oh, well, got it."

After hanging up the phone, he got up and said to Xiao Moli, "I have something to do. I have to go out first. You work here obediently."

Xiao Moli looked aggrieved at the office door closed in front of him, feeling all kinds of pain in his heart, liver and lungs.

His wife not only took flowers from other men, went out to eat with others, and when she came back to hear that he hadn't eaten and didn't care about him, she also left him here alone.

Does she despise him and don't love him anymore?

Ten minutes later, the office door opened again from the outside.

Xiao Moli looked up and saw An Ziqi walk in with various lunch boxes in her hand, her lips curled up unconsciously, but her face was still arrogantly taut.

An Ziqi pursed her lips and smiled, stepped forward and put the lunch box in her hand on the table, and then took away the documents in front of him that hadn't been turned over since she came back.

Xiao Moli sullenly watched her movements without speaking, watching her open those lunch boxes, sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour lotus root, sweet and sour beef...

The corners of his lips couldn't help but twitched.

An Ziqi picked up the chopsticks and brought a piece of beef to his lips, but Xiao Moli pursed his lips and silently refused, as if he had been indifferent to him before protesting.

It's really a kid, and I have to coax me to eat.

An Ziqi leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, "Okay, let's eat something first, don't get hungry and stomachache again."

She still remembers that when he first met, he went to Ningning's sports meeting without a meal, and was so hungry that he couldn't get up with stomachache.

Xiao Moli snorted before eating it with his mouth open.

"Are you sour?" An Ziqi asked him, holding back a smile.

"Sweet." Xiao Moli played with her other hand and replied, sweet in his heart.

"But, why do I smell the office sore?" An Ziqi said, breathing **** purpose.

Xiao Moli knew that An Ziqi was teasing him deliberately, and pressed the person in his arms and gave him a hard kiss.

"Sour?"

An Ziqi was panting from the kiss, and punched him with a fist. This guy got a good deal and still behaved.

After Xiao Moli had lunch, An Ziqi cleaned up the table, and Xiao Moli held her crooked in the office for a while.

There was a knock on the door.

An Ziqi hurriedly reached out and pushed Xiao Moli to get up, but Xiao Moli tightened his arms and refused to let go, "Go in."

Tang Xiaoqin walked in and saw Xiao Moli holding An Ziqi behind her desk. Fortunately, she had long been used to these two people showing affection and flare.

Reported as usual, "President, there is a girl in the lobby on the first floor who said that she is your friend and wants to see you."

What kind of identity is Xiao Moli? There are many people who want to see him, especially women with all kinds of strange ideas.