The President's Exorbitant Wife

"If Miss Mo Mo can't drink alcohol, you can use juice instead, waiter..." Long Qingyue was about to ask for a glass of juice for her, but Mo Mo suddenly said, "Who said I can't drink alcohol? Your lianxiangxi Yu, leave it to others."

After Mo Mo finished speaking, he directly picked up his own cup and drank it down. The spicy liquid burned down her throat and directly into her stomach.

She frowned uncomfortably, stood up immediately, and said to everyone, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Long Qingyue looked at the figure who left in embarrassment, a trace of complexity flashed in her black eyes.

Mo Mo came to the bathroom, clutching his chest sadly, unable to vomit, so he could only pat his face with cold water.

I don't know why, it's the same wine, but the taste of the first cup and the second cup are completely different...

Mo Mo washed his face and went to the bathroom again, but when he went out, he bumped into the designer Bisi who was competing with him.

She nodded towards the other party and was about to leave, but Bisi suddenly said, "The method is very clever. Not only did he help Mr. Cheng, but he also wanted to seduce Young Master Long."

"What did you say?" Mo Mo asked, frowning at her.

"It's just the first rules of the competition, don't you understand? If Mr. Cheng likes you, you can basically become the default champion. You are very lucky." After finishing speaking, Bisi was about to go in.

But Mo Mo suddenly grabbed her, looked at her coldly and said, "I don't know the unspoken rules. If I become the champion, I must rely on my own strength!"

After she finished speaking, under Bisi's surprised gaze, she let go of her and left the bathroom...

Bisi looked at her background and smiled coldly, if you don't understand this Qian rule, you will never be a champion.

Mo Mo was already depressed, but now that she is misunderstood, she feels even more uncomfortable...

She rushed out of the bathroom quickly, only to see Long Qingyue leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette, the cigarette butt flickered on and off, and his black eyes became misty as the smoke enveloped him.

Thinking of his unconscious pity for Lianxin, her chest suddenly became sore!

It turns out that he not only has feelings for people who look like the girl named Nuanxin, even if the name has the same word, he will become sensitive, which shows how important the girl named Nuanxin is to him.

She frowned even tighter, what happened to her?

Why are emotions so swayed by this man's every move?

No, she hates this feeling so much, she just wants to escape here quickly.

He lowered his head and wanted to leave directly, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by him.

"Young Master Long, what's the matter?" She looked at him lightly and asked, as if she was looking at a stranger she didn't know at all.

Long Qingyue stared at her deliberately stern face, took a puff of cigarette, and then asked, "Are you angry?"

"Angry? Young Master Long was joking. How can I be angry?" Mo Mo looked at him with a smile and asked, not wanting to reveal his emotions in front of him.

"Because I took one more look at Lianxin, because I regarded you as a stranger." Long Qingyue said with a smoke ring.

"You think too much, I don't!" Mo Mo lowered his head in embarrassment, feeling embarrassed to be seen through.

"Has anyone ever told you that you won't lie!"

"It's none of your business! Let me go! I don't want to be misunderstood." Mo Mo tried hard to pull back his arm, Bisi had already misunderstood her, if she came out and saw herself with Long Qingyue again, Will definitely think crooked.

She doesn't want this...

There was a sound of high-heeled shoes "cracking" in the bathroom, and Mo Mo was about to leave immediately, but Long Qingyue grabbed her again and said, "It's too late, come with me if you don't want to be misunderstood."

After Long Qingyue finished speaking, she quickly grabbed her arm, dragged her into a dressing room beside her, and then decisively locked the door!

This dressing room is specially prepared for ladies, and it is exclusively for female customers who come here to touch up their makeup.

French women are very elegant and pay great attention to their appearance, so many restaurants have specially prepared such a dressing room in order to meet the needs of customers, but the space is very narrow, generally only one woman can be accommodated, and there is only one turning around in the horizontal direction. distance.

Long Qingyue and Mo Mo entered at the same time, and it seemed very crowded inside, especially Long Qingyue's tall and mighty figure, the two stood sideways, their bodies tightly tied together.

There is no extra gap...

Mo Mo wriggled his body depressed, trying to stay away from him, but the place was so big that he couldn't dodge it no matter what.

Her face was flushed red, but she bumped into his deep eyes when she raised her eyes, and her breathing was instantly suffocated!

Long Qingyue stared at her with her head down, and gently pinned the broken hair behind her ears with her fingers, then suddenly lowered her head and said, "Mo Mo, you look so cute when you are jealous..."

Warm breath sprayed against her ears, Mo Mo's heart trembled fiercely, and her breathing became short of breath. Just as she was about to refute, she heard him continue, "I want to wen you!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned his head and kissed her lips...

"Mo Mo..." He called her name affectionately, his black eyes full of deep affection.

"Long Qingyue...why are you asking me!?" Mo Mo glared at him angrily, raised his hand and slapped her.

But because she was so weak from being kissed by him, the slap was not heavy, and she didn't even make much sound...

Her beautiful black eyes were smudged with mist, she stared at him wrongedly, her chest was sore and painful, this man is really too good, but he only regards her as someone else's substitute...

"I hate you!" After she finished speaking, she immediately opened the door of the dressing room and ran out quickly.

Long Qingyue let out a long sigh of relief, and unconsciously stroked her lips with her hand, her smell still remained on it...

Thinking of her sad and wronged eyes, his heart was pierced like a knife!

Warm heart, what should I do to make you not so sad?

When Long Qingyue went back, Mo Mo was no longer there, but at the same time, the one surnamed Cheng also disappeared!

His black eyes suddenly sank, and he immediately turned around and left the private room. He ran to the door quickly, but he didn't see Mo Mo and Cheng.

Damn it, if this person surnamed Cheng dares to touch her, he will definitely tear him to pieces!

He tried to force himself to calm down and asked the doorman, but he said he didn't see them leave.

Long Qingyue turned around immediately, returned to the private room area, opened the door of the private room and searched one by one...

"Let go, what do you want to do?" Mo Mo looked at the man in front of him with a pale face, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

"Mo Mo, don't pretend to be me. In this circle, who doesn't know the Qian rules. If you want to win the championship, just please me obediently. Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, you don't even want to win the championship!" Mr. Cheng stepped forward with a smile, trying to push her down on the sofa.

"Go away, don't hit me, I'd rather not get the champion like this!" Mo Mo immediately avoided him, and Mr. Cheng was in vain.

"Hehe, even if you don't want to, someone else will. Why bother? If you give up this opportunity, the championship will be someone else's!" Mr. Cheng was not discouraged. After finishing speaking, he continued to push her...