Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She wanted to laugh when she heard this, but she held it back, and said in a soft and serious voice, "No, President Mo, your face is one of the best in a million, how could you bump into someone else."

People around, "..."

Although it's okay to put it this way, but this exaggeration is not too straightforward and too careless.

Hearing this, Mo Shiqian also looked down at her, a little amused, and raised his hand to pat the back of her head.

But after speaking, another face appeared in Chi Huan's mind...

Speaking of Mo Shiqian's brother... he really does look a bit like him, especially the side profile, which looks like honey, even she had misidentified him at first. However, this thought was only fleeting, after all, Mo Shichen was no longer here.

In this short period of time, the dudes exchanged glances, and under the warning of the restaurant manager's strong eyes that even the facial muscles would be twisted, the leader exchanged glances with the one who was trying to harass Chi Huan just now, and walked to They apologized.

Although the reluctance on the face was not put away, the expression was still very reluctant.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo... I really mistook the person just now. Your figure and profile look a bit like a poor...cough cough, alone..."

The other one had just been kicked over by Mo Shiqian, probably knocked on his back, kept pressing his hand, and said unwillingly to Chi Huan, "I didn't see you clearly just now, I thought it was... I just wanted to get rid of you." Just kidding..."

The manager also acted as an intermediary, and said with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Mo, it's really a misunderstanding... You see the weather is so good today, you two, don't disturb your mood because of such a trivial matter..."

As he said that, he looked at Chi Huan again, and said with a pleasant smile, "Miss Chi, you should be hungry too... Do you want to eat first? We treat this meal as compensation for the unpleasant incident that happened in our restaurant. "

It is not difficult to see that this restaurant is closely related to several people, and it may be opened by one of them.

Chi Huan pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and tugged at the man's clothes, raised his head and said, "Forget it...Since I've apologized, I'm really hungry, so let's go eat."

Mo Shiqian looked down at her.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, he took her hand and walked towards where he was going, and said indifferently, "Get out."

Finally, it seemed that one of them couldn't stand his attitude and wanted to get mad, but he was immediately grabbed by the two people next to him and dragged him away.

After this little accident... almost all the people around were watching them.

Mo Shiqian didn't care, and Chi Huan didn't care too much, and the two sat down.

The restaurant quickly restored its original tranquility and order.

Fortunately, their mood was not disturbed by this little episode.

Chi Huan usually doesn't eat much seafood. She was already hungry, and she felt a little fresh when she was on vacation. She didn't care if she could finish it or not, so she ordered a large table in one go.

The man just ordered a few things casually, and seeing her excited appearance, he let her like it.

He ordered a bottle of white wine.

A waitress came to open the bottle and pour them wine.

Chi Huan was still studying the menu, so the waitress first poured it for Mo Shiqian.

Mo Shiqian leaned back slightly, showing a relaxed state. He was looking at the small island in the distance, and the startled white seagulls on the nearby beach. The cry, in this place filled with the sound of sea wind and waves, is extraordinarily harmonious.

The waitress inadvertently looked up at the side of the man's face, and then suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The poured wine overflowed the glass and she didn't notice until the liquid flowed down the table and landed on the man's trousers. He frowned at the wetness and turned his head.

When Mo Shiqian is not smiling, his face will look very stern, not to mention when he is obviously unhappy and depressed, his voice is indifferent and cold, which is intimidating, "Are you pouring wine?"

Chi Huan only raised his head when he heard his voice.

Only then did the waitress suddenly come to her senses, seeing the liquid on the table and the darkened suit on the man's legs, she panicked and quickly put down the wine bottle in her hand, "I'm sorry, sir... I'm really sorry .”

As she spoke, she found paper and reached out to wipe it for the man in a hurry.

Before the hand touched his leg, the man clasped his wrist.

The waitress was a pretty young girl with a panicked expression, she looked at him timidly, "I'm sorry sir...I'll wipe it for you, the paper can absorb water...it can absorb a little."

Mo Shiqian looked at her expressionlessly, "Wipe? Where?"

The part that was splashed with wine happened to be the thigh and crotch...

That can't be a place where a woman's hand can touch.

Chi Huan closed the menu calmly, and glanced at the girl in the uniform waiter's uniform. She was about twenty-five years old, with a not-so-pretty face, a small round face, and fair skin. She is tender, her eyes are big and round, and she looks like a lovely woman.

Exudes a very natural harmless and lovely.

She grumbled, "I'm sorry..."

Mo Shiqian withdrew her hand, and said indifferently, "I have never met a waiter who can't even pour wine, but I have seen many low-level tricks and women who try to attract my attention."

"I... I'm not, I didn't... I just... thought about other things, so I... I'm sorry, sir."

Mo Shiqian stared at her and asked, "What do you think?"

Chi Huan, who had been silent all this time, looked at him blankly.

A few seconds later, she pursed her lips and said, "Forget it, she may be new here and unskilled, or you are so handsome that people are fascinated, are your pants wet... Do you want to change a pair, think about a way to get it Dry?"

Mo Shiqian didn't answer her, didn't even look at her, as if he didn't hear what she said.

His eyes and gaze fell on the woman's bewildered face, and he seemed to be patient but asked in a more indifferent tone, "I'm asking you, what are you thinking."

Chi Huan looked at the man opposite him, then at the girl standing there, and suddenly felt absurd.

This scene is like an old-fashioned idol drama many years ago.

She is a lucky witness outside the play, but she is an unfortunate passer-by in the play.

She didn't speak, just looked at them lightly.

The woman was so nervous that she couldn't speak, and the man had a dignified and condescending indifference on his face, and he didn't mean to let it go, a situation of great disparity in power confronted each other.

It wasn't until Chi Huan's new burst of hunger struck again that she raised her eyelids and said softly with a half-smile, "Mr. Mo has fallen in love with him. I didn't see you worrying about wet pants when I poured you a glass of wine. People won't let it go."