Madam, your boss is super paranoid

Chapter 505 Forget it by biting your tongue and committing suicide, shame on you

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When Mu Shengwan leaned over to get close to the curly-haired beauty, his hands had already moved away from the man's shoulders, and at the same time, the man's downcast eyes softened a bit.

The curly-haired beauty stared at the purple-eyed man in disbelief, and then glanced at the aloof man who hadn't spoken. She really didn't expect that they would have that kind of relationship.

Mu Shengwan stood there straight, looking at the curly-haired beauty's widening eyes with a half-smile.

The curly-haired beauty's eyes widened, and it took a while to realize: "You, you perverts."

In the end, he didn't even drink any wine, and left quickly with a brand-name bag and high heels, as if he was afraid of getting something unclean.

Mu Shengwan couldn't help laughing as he watched the curly-haired beauty leaving, at this moment, he heard the man beside him say, "What did you just say?"

Let her smile froze on her face, she turned her head to look at the man, and the man was also looking at herself, he was a straight man who couldn't be straighter, when the curly-haired beauty yelled the word pervert, he didn't think about that at all .

Under the gaze of the man, Mu Shengwan took a step forward and sat down on the high stool next to him, but she was thinking about how to answer him.

She blinked her pretty eyes, the purple pupils looked very mysterious under the dim light,

"I said her breasts were done, so I don't see it."

"What does it have to do with me?" Fu Beichen's voice cooled down.

"Because, I said you don't like it either, uh! Men understand men better..."

When Mu Shengwan said this, he almost bit off his tongue. What excuses did he find?
As she expected, the man's eyes turned cold again, obviously displeased.

Because the man had never looked at the curly-haired beauty at all, and he had been meditating just now, Ling Ye felt too familiar to him, but he just didn't remember such a person in his memory.

"Bring me a cup of Huoshaoyun."

Mu Shengwan ordered a glass of wine from the bartender, then looked at the man again, "How do you know I'm in Kyoto?"

"I didn't know you would be in Kyoto." Fu Beichen lifted the wine glass to his mouth and took a sip. When the cold liquid slipped into his mouth, it carried a hint of spicy, but he couldn't taste the sweetness inside.

Mu Shengwan couldn't help laughing and said, "I don't know I'm in the capital, so you still buy me a drink?"

"Because you mentioned it."

The implication of Fu Beichen's words is that since you mentioned it, it means that you are in the capital.

Mu Shengwan: "..." She just mentioned it casually, who knew that men can also climb along the pole?

"Sir, you want Huoshaoyun." At this time, the bartender put the prepared Huoshaoyun in front of Mu Shengwan.

"Thank you."

Mu Shengwan thanked him, raised the wine glass to his lips, and took a sip. The cold liquid slid into his throat, and the coolness spread in his mouth instantly, followed by spicy, which stimulated the taste buds, like a stick in his throat. , hard to swallow, and uncomfortable.

Huoshaoyun was started by her on a whim, because she had heard people say that when a man is frustrated, he would have a cup of Huoshaoyun, and he would be able to understand that feeling better.

Fu Beichen glanced at the wine glass in Ling Ye's hand, and recognized that it was Huoshaoyun. He raised his eyes, and saw the delicate facial features wrinkled into a ball. He asked, "Are you in trouble?"

"Huh?" Mu Shengwan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the man, then looked down at the wine glass in his hand, as if he understood why the man would ask such a question.

She smiled and shook her head: "No, even if I meet, someone will help me carry it."

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