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

Feeling the scorching gaze, Mo Ji also looked in the direction of Bo Junchen.

The two were far apart, but their line of sight seemed to be in mid-air, and there was such a brief meeting, and there was an intersection.

Look at each other and smile.

With different thoughts in their hearts, Mo Ji raised his wrist slightly, raised the cup in his hand, and saluted him politely.

The gentleman's ease and style almost hit the sweet spot in the girl's heart.That girl with caramel-colored eyes who looked so innocent and cute instantly felt like a drum, and the deer bumped wildly.It can be said with certainty that after today's meeting and the brief conversation of less than 10 minutes, she is hopelessly in love with the man in front of her who has been repeatedly told by her girlfriends not to have too many interactions !

But helpless, although she has a simple temperament and a straightforward mouth, she is still a well-educated little girl in her bones. She is still shy and timid when facing the person she likes. If so, speak it out.

And in the days that followed, when she really realized what kind of man she met that night, she began to feel lucky again, when she was temporarily shy...

Of course, this is something for later, we will not talk about it here.

Upon receiving Mo Ji's gaze, Bo Junchen raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, then raised his glass in his direction, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.In the next second, he took advantage of the situation and threw the cup to the waiter who walked by him, and raised his foot to walk towards Mo Ji.

He wanted to prove something, and he couldn't wait.

But I never thought that at this moment, a deep male voice sounded over the dim hall.

Although the voice changed slightly after being transmitted by the loudspeaker equipment, he still felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and it was a person he recognized and had met before.

Involuntarily, Bo Junchen stopped in his tracks.

Su Nuanxia on the side, although she never spoke, saw him lift his foot to leave, her brows trembled abruptly, and she must have been a little worried.It wasn't until the voice sounded that he stopped in his footsteps, and the brows of her brows relaxed.

However, Bo Junchen didn't notice the whole process.

She also picked up the goblet afterward, and continued to sip the wine, which concealed the subtle changes on her face.

"Dear Mr. Quan Lengquan, are you so eager to treat your guests with this violent and rude behavior? Take a snapshot of the mirror and look at the hideous expression on your face. As your guest, see Seeing you, the host, show such an expression, I really feel disgusted! I always feel that your hospitality today really opened my eyes! Hehe..."

That voice should belong to a man.

Even though it was a little dull and cold after passing through the loudspeaker equipment, the sarcasm in the voice was not hard to hear.

Presumably, after hearing the voice, everyone would understand that the scene just now was probably a farce arranged by the owner of the voice, right?

And the reason for arranging this farce lies in the man in front of him, who is almost on the verge of collapse by the sudden incident that looks like a very bad prank?

I really don't know what he offended, it would make him lose face in such a scene!