The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 170 Mo Zhiqian, You Are So Cute
, "You don't care about me," Zeng Li put one hand on his forehead, his smile looked a little blurred, but when he looked carefully, it was clear again.

"My wine tastes very good, and I won't get drunk after a thousand cups."

Mo Zhiqian curled his lips noncommittally, thinking in his heart that he was still drunk after a thousand drinks, and he was already as drunk as mud before he drank ten glasses that night.

Pushing a glass of red wine in front of Zeng Li, when Zeng Li reached out to take it, Mo Zhiqian hadn't had time to take it back, the fingers of the two touched together without warning, like an electric shock, Mo Zhiqian quickly withdrew it.

Zeng Li, on the other hand, smiled faintly, looking at Mo Zhiqian, who looked like a shy boy who had just experienced human affairs, and the smile on his lips was even stronger.

Suddenly, there was a teasing thought, he used to bully himself all the time, now it's up to her to get some back.

"Cheers." Zeng Li raised the goblet in front of Mo Zhiqian, tilted his head slightly, put it on the back of his hand, and stared closely at Mo Zhiqian with his curved eyes.

Mo Zhiqian raised his head, met Zeng Li's eyes, Hei Yao's eyes were in a trance, a kind of intoxicated trance, and he didn't respond in a daze.

"What?" Zeng Li slightly tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and when he smiled, he was full of flair.

"You don't want to drink with me?"

"No, no." Mo Zhiqian suffered from oral dementia for the first time, but his lowered eyes could not hide the embarrassment on Jun's face.

"Hehe..." Zeng Li covered his lips with the hand holding the goblet, and laughed out loud, why didn't she realize that Mo Zhiqian had such a cute side before.

"Laugh at me!" It was obviously said through gritted teeth, but it didn't have any lethal force.

In the flashing neon lights, the outline of Mo Zhiqian's handsome face was soft, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the smile directly infected the bottom of his eyes.

"Mo Zhiqian, how did I find out," Zeng Li said after laughing enough.

"What did you find?" Mo Zhiqian asked subconsciously, the expression on Jun's face was slightly nervous.

"You are so cute." After speaking, Zeng Li laughed a little bit.

"Be careful, don't fall." Mo Zhiqian felt a little helpless, and stretched out his long arms to protect Zeng Li's back, lest she fall off the high chair.

"Come on, I'm not a child." After laughing, Zeng Li brushed his long brown hair with a proud expression.

Mo Zhiqian seemed to realize that her hair was ironed straight.

Withdrawing the long arm that blocked Zeng Li's back, Mo Zhiqian's eyes were a little obsessed.

"You still look good with long fluttering hair."

"Ok?"

Zeng Li paused as he brushed his hair, as if he didn't listen to Mo Zhiqian's words, met her eyes, Mo Zhiqian looked serious, and said word by word,
"I said, you look very charming with long fluttering hair."

"Really? Why don't I think so."

Instinctively, Zeng Li turned his head and looked around. Although some men peeked over from time to time, there was no infatuation or anything in those eyes.

"Don't look around!" Sitting on the high chair, Mo Zhiqian kicked the ground and slid back, almost completely covering Zeng Li, fully embodying the man's pettiness and domineering.

"Careful." Zeng Li propped his forehead, looked at her with a half-smile, his bright eyes were a little blurred.

After finishing speaking, he turned back, took a sip of red wine, then reached out to touch his satchel, grabbed the golden metal chain and pulled it to the front door.

Open the concealed button, feel in with long and slender fingers, and take out a pack of ladies' cigarettes, as well as the delicate lighter, open the cigarette case, take out a cigarette from inside, and hold it in front of your lips.

"I'll help you." Mo Zhiqian took the lighter and lit it for her.

The distance between the two faces is very close, one's eyes are blurred, and the other's eyes are downcast and he dare not look at her at all.

Zeng Li took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it on Mo Zhiqian's handsome face. Mo Zhiqian paused just as he was about to retract the lighter, his black eyes narrowed, and there was danger flashing inside.

(End of this chapter)