Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

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Mo Shiqian frowned, opened his eyes, and looked at him unhappyly.

Feng Xing looked at him even more disgustingly, then raised his chin, pointed at the door, a playful tone, "You woman look murderous, as if to make trouble."

Mo Shiqian looked up and naturally saw the little woman who had walked in. He frowned and stood up.

Ji Yu followed behind Chi Huan, and was frightened by the battle in the box. He shrank his shoulders, but barely pulled Chi Huan's clothes.

Chi Huan bowed his head and asked blankly, "Is this here?"

"Yes."

"Who is the woman you are talking about?"

Chi Huan went directly to the box where the birthday party was held today, and then took out Ji Yu who hadn't left yet, and let her lead the way.

In fact, there is no need for Ji Yu to say, she knew who it was at a glance.

There was only one woman who was "beautiful and sexy" several years older than her.

She looked straight at her, her pretty face expressionless, and walked towards her.

Chi Huan's temperament has no one in his eyes. He breaks into other people's boxes. Any extra person is more lazy to take a look. Even if she never says a word, she still reveals her arrogance.

A man who coveted her beauty and was intrigued by no one in her eyes, stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder.

Ji Yu stepped back in shock and looked timidly at the man who had come over.

Before that hand touched Chi Huan's clothes, his wrist was buckled, and even an unstoppable pain came. The man's face was distorted, and before he could cry out in pain, he was not Slightly tossed aside.

When this was done in public, the man embarrassed to get angry, but he glimpsed Mo Shi's indifferent eyes, like a thorn in his thorn, but he could only lower his head and endure.

Mo Shiqian looked down at the apparently unhappy and even slightly murderous face, raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Come here?"

Chi Huan ignored him.

She still cares about the fact that he doesn't answer her phone, especially at such an urgent moment.

Mo Shiqian looked helplessly at the little woman who was obviously angry.

Bai Yun looked at Mo Shiqian and stared at the woman who broke in suddenly.

Chi Huan stared blankly at Bai Yun on the sofa, his eyes were cool, and he said, "This lady, can you tell me that something happened to my friend, has nothing to do with you?"

Then Bai Yun turned to her, and after looking up and down, she held up the wine glass and laughed, "Your friend? Miss Chi, you have to tell me who your friend is first."

"Ning Youran."

"Ning Youran, oh, I don't know."

Chi Huan was about to have an attack, and his shoulder was suddenly forced over by one hand. The man asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

She looked up at the man's handsome face, and felt unspeakable trust, but her voice was a little bit complaining. "There is something wrong, she called me halfway and suddenly screamed. I couldn't call her again."

Mo Shiqian's eyes narrowed, looking indifferently at the sitting Bai Yun, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he turned to look at Feng Xing, gave him a signaled look, and then pulled Chi Huan out of the box.

Ji Yu followed quickly.

Fengxing annihilated the cigarette **** in the ashtray, and got up and walked out. When he passed Bai Yun's side, he paused. He looked down at the ugly face and smiled casually. Go to Stanford, there aren't enough people with IQ there, why haven't you grown up for a few years and a half? "

Bai Yun's face changed, and he looked at him coldly. "You shut up, it's popular, my business is not up to you."

The man chuckled, seductive and sexy. "Just because of these stupid things you did, I still have to run errands. You have to make a few stupid tricks and annoy him, and find me something, eh?"

After saying that, he lifted his leg and went out.

Bai Yun looked at his back, and was finally frustrated, and smashed a cup in the face.

Even toward a broken employer who was instructed by him, his attitude was better than her.

Until walking into the elevator.

Mo Shiqian glanced at the monsoon indifferently. "Just go back to your box."

Ji Yu was a little embarrassed, but didn't dare to keep up.

It just ... somehow felt that there was a strange feeling between Chi Huan and Mo Shiqian ...

Chi Huan was pulled by the man's wrist, anxious and angry, "I called you, why didn't you answer?"

Mo Shiqian looked down at her unhappy face and explained in a low voice, "It's hot inside, I took off my clothes, my phone was in the clothes, and I didn't hear it."

Then she noticed that he was wearing only a thin sweater, and the windbreaker that went out was not on him.

Chi Huan looked away and snorted, "If it was me, I would be gone now."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

"I'll help you find someone."

Her eyebrows were raised, "Is that the woman just now?"

He said lightly, "Maybe."

"It's easy to get out of a rival, she's underworld?"

The man returned flatly, "Well, it's underworld."

Chi Huan, "..."

She took a few seconds to react before turning around and looking at the man standing next to her, "Is she really a gangster?"

Mo Shiqian looked down at her.

Needless to say, this look alone is enough to answer.

She opened her mouth and asked blankly, "Then you ..."

He stared at her face and said gently, "If you say that, you can count it."

Chi Huan is still a little sluggish, turning his head back again, watching the elevator door closing gradually.

At the moment of closing, a long leg stretched in, the elevator door opened, and the wind came in from the outside. Dark eyes swept over them without saying a word.

Chi Huan hadn't spoken, and didn't know where he was going to take her. When he got out of the elevator, they knew that they were going up there, and then he asked, "Where to go, aren't you looking for Youran?"

"Tune the monitor first."

"Oh," she paused, and she asked again, "Do you know the boss here?"

For so many years here, she only knows the owner, not who the real boss is behind the scenes.

Feng Xing stood aside and looked at her sideways.

Chi Huan, "... you?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Me too."

Chi Huan paused and looked up at the man pulling her wrist again. "You never told me this place is yours."

"You never asked me."

She bit her lip, lowered her head, and her mind was complicated for a while.

In urban rumors in high society, the boss behind the scenes in 1999 was one of Lancheng's most mysterious characters.

Mo Shiqian stared at her pursed red lips, and her thin and long eyelashes, and her brow frowned silently.

Within a short while, he reached out and raised the woman's jaw, looking up at her forced face, and asked lowly, "Not happy?"

"No," she raised his hand and knocked it out, faintly, "I was just thinking, no wonder I think you are rich."