A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

A luxurious party is in the stage of welcoming and warming up.

The melodious sound of the violin, accompanied by the fragrance of roses, floated in every corner of the courtyard.The gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, the ladies with jewels and jewels, greeted the people who greeted them politely, and then entered it, teasing and communicating with each other.

The goblets collided together, making a crisp sound.

But it was soon overwhelmed by a string of silver bell-like laughter, followed by higher laughter, teasing each other.

Compared with the low-key banquet where the Bo family introduced the successor, this banquet is definitely not the slightest bit low-key.However, according to Quan Leng's lintel, these invitees in front of him would never come.It's even possible that he won't even look at the invitation card he sent out.

But right now, on this stage, under this light, all the people standing are elite figures from the most prominent families in the upper class.Even the hermit-like existence of the Mohist family, which has always been difficult to invite, came at the appointment.And it was the current ruler of the Mo family——Mo Ji!

"See? That one, the one standing in the corner over there!"

"He... well, he's handsome! Why, have you taken a fancy to him, my dear?"

The woman who was teasing with her girlfriends had shoulder-length honey-colored curly hair, and against her white and somewhat transparent skin, she looked extraordinarily playful and friendly.Even though her facial features are not very prominent among these celebrities, people can't help but want to look at her more.

And she obviously didn't realize that she possessed such magic power, holding a goblet containing peach-flavored sparkling wine, winking playfully at her honey friend, and looking in Mo Ji's direction a few more times, it was very Seriously looked him up and down.

Regarding her boldness, the best friend who caused the topic was almost scared out of her mind by her, and quickly pulled her, winked at her while winking, and pulled her aside vigorously, and pressed her ear against her in fear. Side said: "How can you look at him like that, and tell him that we are talking about him? Let me tell you, you can't afford this guy, I can't afford it, even our elders can't afford it... ..."

"Honey, is he not as exaggerated as you said?"

After listening to her girlfriend's long talk, the woman with honey-colored curly hair obviously didn't believe her words, shrugged, put down the empty glass in her hand, and changed herself to another glass of wine.

He was smiling and planning to gossip with his best friend, what is the difference between this unprovoked guy, when he got closer to find out, he suddenly felt a pair of very familiar shoes in front of him, slowly approaching her.

And the best friend who was chattering suddenly seemed to be dumb and kept silent.The chatter and laughter around seemed to have stopped, leaving only the melodious music and the warm fragrance of roses filling the hall.

Inadvertently and slowly raising her head, she trembled slightly with her fingers pinching the goblet.

In front of him, the owner of that pair of shoes is not someone else.

It was the one she had been sizing up all the time, who was still curious and wanted to gossip, the guy that her girlfriends said was not easy to mess with, Mo Ji!

"Mo, Mo... Mr. Mo, hello!"

"Good evening, ladies."

Mo Ji fine-tuned the brows, that peerless style, three parts cold and four parts coquettish, revealed through a small movement of the corners of the eyes and brows.Almost in that instant, the eyes of the two little girls who were born in the greenhouse in the back garden of their house were dazzled.

And if Bao Jinghan is here, he must immediately say: Oh, this is the root of the curse of the old and uncultivated!