Master Mo's beloved wife

Ink light cold seems to feel something, side head see Qin Xiaolou look up drinking, look slightly coagulated.

"What's the matter?" Tong Weiwei asked casually.

"Nothing." Just for a moment, Mo light cold turned his head, as if nothing had happened, still with a gentle smile.

"It's so refreshing. Come on, have another drink!"

Qin Xiaolou listened to the voice as if it was a little misty. She only had the figure in the distance in her heart.

But there is no her in that figure's eyes, just taking good care of Tong Weiwei in front of her.

She looked at Mo QingHan and poured down glasses of red wine.

She returned to her senses, and when she saw the wretched man in front of her, she suddenly reacted!

She shouldn't relax her vigilance because she is sad. She should think about how to get away.

"Little assistant, did you just promise to dance with me?"

Ye Junfei came over with a smile, and his voice was frivolous.

Qin Xiaolou was stunned. When did she promise him to dance?

Ye Junfei just gave the middle-aged man a look with a slight frown.

"Well, Mr. Ye, please. I have another customer here, so I'll go and be busy first."

How dare a middle-aged man fight with him? Immediately nodded, showing a flattering look.

Ye Junfei pulls Qin Xiaolou, who is already drunk, to the center of the dance floor.

The middle-aged man cursed: "it's just because your father has two money? What do you think you are? "

Qin Xiaolou was relieved.

But ye Junfei really hugged her and began to dance.

After dancing for more than half of the time, Qin Xiaolou felt very hot. His face turned red, just like the petals in the spring breeze, which was extremely attractive.

Ye Junfei looked at her pink lips and wished she could have a good fragrance now.

This woman is really exciting and delicate.

Ye Junfei's hands on her thin waist slowly slide down, or gently or heavily knead and pinch, and he is about to touch his hips.

Qin Xiaolou was shocked. Ye Junfei is not a good thing!

She pushed him away and ran away: "I'll go to the bathroom..."

The bathroom is outside. You have to go through the corridor outside.

After leaving the door, the cold wind blew, Qin Xiaolou immediately felt quite sober.

"Light cold." Jiaochen's voice is in the ear, with a trace of charm.

Qin Xiaolou was stiff all over and couldn't help looking in the direction of the voice.

In the white moonlight, the heads and necks of the two figures were intertwined. Qin Xiaolou tried to cover his mouth and not let himself make a sound!

Mo QingHan puts Tong Weiwei on a big tree and kisses her like a rare treasure.

Tong Weiwei's slender arm is tightly hooked on his neck. They are affectionate and sweet

Qin Xiaolou's flushed face turned pale in an instant. She woke up in an instant. It was time for her to wake up!

What right does she have to be angry or sad?

Mo QingHan and Tong Weiwei should be like this. They are made for each other!

She, what is she?

It's ridiculous that she is a lowly person, and she has delusions!

She understood all this, but she still felt heartache, almost nauseous.

She couldn't control her body, turned around and ran away in a panic. She didn't care about her own footsteps, which startled the two people holding together.

Even if you put on crystal shoes, the prince is not her, she is not Cinderella!

Ink light cold heard footsteps suddenly turned back, saw a foam of pure white disappeared in the dark, the figure is very familiar.

"Light cold." Tong Weiwei holds his neck tightly.

"Vivi, I have something else to do." Mo light cold look, turned to Qin Xiaolou left in the direction of chasing the past.

All the people here are old foxes. After drinking, Qin Xiaolou is afraid to be hit by others.

Ye Junfei is sitting in a corner, looking at the beauty who has lost his soul. He takes the wine glass in front of him and throws a pill into it.

The pill melted into the water without any trace of existence.

"Come here." He waved to a waiter.

"Master ye, please tell me." The waiter came in with the tray in his hand.

Ye Junfei put the glass of red wine on his tray with a check:

"Let the woman drink this glass of red wine."

"Yes The waiter's eyes lit up.

Qin Xiaolou tried to restrain the cry. Maybe the tears could not stop flowing down. She kept wiping, but she couldn't help the tears.

She walked into the dance floor in a bit of confusion, trying to vent.

"How are you, miss?" The waiter asked with concern.

Qin Xiaolou didn't speak. He picked up the red wine on the tray and drank it clean.

What she didn't see was the satisfied smile of Ye Junfei in the corner, with ambition to win!

"Miss, I don't think you are in good condition, or I'll take you to the guest room to have a rest."

The waiter looked at her and asked with great concern.

"Good." Qin Xiaolou agreed without much hesitation.

She felt a little tired and confused. The wine seems to be very strong?

Before he took a few steps, Qin Xiaolou felt that everything around him became blurred, even slightly shaking.

She was a little dark in front of her eyes and could hardly help falling to the ground.

"Little assistant, you have drunk too much. Let me take you back to rest."

At the moment, the man opens his arms and embraces her.

Qin Xiaolou wants to struggle, but he has no strength. He can only lean on the man's chest.

"Don't worry, I'll hurt you."

Ye Junfei holds her in his arms, with a wanton smile on his lips

"Let people guard the door. No one is allowed to come in today!"

……

In the hall, everyone was smiling.

Ink light cold turned a circle, but did not see the figure of Qin Xiaolou.

He was inexplicably agitated, frowning slightly, and pulled the passing waiter:

"Where is my assistant?"

"I didn't... Didn't see..." the waiter was flustered and didn't dare to look at him.

Mo QingHan looked fierce, and his voice suppressed his anger: "give you another chance!"

"I really didn't see it, Mr. Mo, please let me go..." the waiter got down on his knees in fright.

"Where's ye Junfei?"

The waiter was on his knees.

"There is a limit to my patience!"

Ink light cold think of Ye Junfei look at Qin Xiaolou eyes, look more fierce.

"Mr. Ye... He said that he drank too much and went back to the guest room to have a rest."

Mo QingHan threw it to him and went straight upstairs.

Ye Junfei's exclusive presidential suite.

The warm light makes the atmosphere of the room a little ambiguous, and with the light fragrance, the romantic mood is just right.

Qin Xiaolou was lying on the luxurious bed. The shoulders of the black dress had slipped down. It was half hidden and very attractive.