warmth comes

Chapter 123 The Center of the Dance Floor ([-])

Mo Zitong quietly leaned on Cang Yixun's shoulder, and the people at all kinds of banquets in front of him were busy, and they were the only ones sitting aside.

She saw him and smelled his pleasant breath, but she silently remembered Cang Yixun's kindness in her heart.

Two tall beauties came from a distance, Mo Zitong sat down, no longer leaning against Cang Yixun, and began to mutter again, "Tsk tsk tsk...the peach blossoms are here again..."

As soon as Hua finished speaking, she was pulled by Cang Yixun, and she fell into his arms.

"President Cang, you are using me to block the peach blossoms!"

As soon as Mo Zitong spoke, Cang Yixun leaned in, and she quickly blocked it with her hands.There are so many people here, and this is also my wife...

"Mrs. Cang, I leave it to you!"

Cang Yixun poked Mo Zitong on the face, and let her go.

Mo Zitong blushed and adjusted her dress a little.This damned CEO actually gave her a difficult problem.

"Boss Cang~"

"President Cang~"

The two whiny voices made Mo Zitong's skin goosebumps.

Cang Yixun put down the wine glass and leaned back, with one arm still around Mo Zitong's waist.

Judging by his appearance, it seems that he doesn't intend to take care of it.

Mo Zitong originally wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, if she spoke, wouldn't it appear that she, as Mrs. Cang, was too stingy and was used to being called a jealous woman? !

Mo Zitong simply leaned back, with half of his body leaning against Cang Yixun's body.

Your peach blossom, you solve it yourself!I won't solve it for you, what's the matter!
Seeing Mo Zitong's actions, Cang Yixun was stunned. What does this mean?No matter, let him be stared at by the nympho girl.

While thinking about it, Cang Yixun suddenly felt a pain in his body. It turned out that his dear Mrs. Cang had pinched him, and he still had to hold back the pain.

Anyway, Mo Zitong's hands around Mo Zitong's waist were tightened. The little woman pinched him. As a man, he couldn't just get revenge, so go pinch her!
Cang Yixun's heart had already collapsed, but hope was rekindled in the next second.

It turned out that Mo Zitong leaned on his shoulder again, with one hand still on his neck, "Honey, I want to dance~"

After finishing speaking, Cang Yixun trembled, and Mo Zitong himself couldn't hold back, trembling.

I couldn't believe that such a sweet voice came from Mo Zitong's mouth.

Cang Yixun coughed twice, and whispered in Mo Zitong's ear in a hoarse voice, okay.

The two sitting people finally stood up and reached the center of the dance floor not far away, ignoring the two beauties who came to strike up a conversation, and the two beauties instantly petrified.

With one hand on the shoulder and the other around the waist.

"Should I slip away now? Can you dance?" After searching all the memories in my mind, it seems that Mr. President can't dance!
"Didn't you say you wanted to dance!"

As soon as the words fell, she was hugged by him and spun around, she almost exclaimed.

"I just said it casually, so you can dance!"

"Of course, come, follow in my footsteps!" Cang Yixun remembered that Du Lin had said that Mo Zitong once won the first prize at the ball.

"Then remember to cooperate well!"

"As you order, Mrs. Cang."

It was the first time for the President to dance in front of the public, and he won the hearts of many.And Mo Zitong was completely integrated into the music, dancing to his heart's content.

On the high platform on the second floor, a piercing gaze fell on the two of them. The red wine glass in their hands had been crushed, and the red wine juice was flowing down...

(End of this chapter)