Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 18
After hearing some gossip in the morning, Feng Sumo and Ji Fengwu always felt a little uncomfortable staying together, and even walked away from them deliberately.

However, the young master refused to let her thoughts succeed. Every time Feng Sumo didn't take a few steps back, Ji Fengwu immediately pulled her to his side.

"I don't want to be on the headlines of the newspaper tomorrow." Deeply aware of the possible consequences of getting too close to Ji Fengwu, Feng Sumo uncomfortably wanted to break his hand on his shoulder, but Ji Fengwu refused.

"Your mouth grows on other people. If you want to say it's theirs, just live a happy life." Ji Fengwu didn't care about the rumors about him.

"I just don't want to be one of your many topical heroines." Feng Sumo patted his hand away, got out of the car and walked to the restaurant.

Ji Fengwu stood at the same spot, fluttered by the wind.

Do you feel wronged by being with him?
Feng Sumo walked a few steps, then stepped back, "What table number?"

"Number 23." Ji Fengwu was not used to her being so unfamiliar with him, so he put his hand on her shoulder again.

Feng Sumo had the urge to throw him to the ground, and just as his hand touched his, he heard his lazy voice suddenly, "Isn't it too rude to be rough in such an elegant place? "

Feng Sumo's hands froze on the spot.

"You know what I'm going to do?"

"Just kidding!" Ji Fengwu was a little proud.

Knowing Feng Sumo for so many years, I don't know how many times he was thrown by her. If he didn't know her style, he would suffer so many losses for nothing.

"Let's go, let's go in, it's not my style to make guests wait." With one arm on her shoulder, Ji Fengwu walked naturally.

Feng Sumo tried several times to break his hand but failed, and then he simply let him hug him.

The two stopped at table 23, the opposite seat, two men had arrived before they came.

One half of the newspaper covered her face, Feng Sumo couldn't see the face clearly, and the other one seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't remember exactly where she saw it.

It was the man who reacted first.

"You..." Nuo Qi pointed at Feng Sumo, and suddenly shouted excitedly, "Master, you're here again!"

Feng Sumo couldn't remember him because he drank that night, but Nuo Qi remembered her clearly.

It's hard to forget who dared to provoke his young master Mo like that.

Feng Sumo and Ji Fengwu were startled at the same time after those words, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

The man reading the newspaper put the newspaper aside after saying that, revealing a stern face.

Feng Sumo froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Why is MR530 here?

Feng Sumo felt like a sheep that accidentally bumped into a wolf's mouth...

"Welcome to China, Mr. Heller!" Unaware of her strangeness, Ji Fengwu stood up and extended his hand to Moxiluo politely.

"Thank you!" Two very simple words spit out from the thin lips, Moxiluo and Ji Fengwu shook hands, and turned their eyes to Feng Sumo.

"My secretary, La Belle." Ji Fengwu introduced.

Feng Sumo came back to his senses, glanced at him, and stood up suddenly.

"Where are you going?" Ji Fengwu sat outside her, stretched out his long arms, and stopped her.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Feng Sumo responded casually, pushing his hand away, feeling the urge to run away.

She had a feud with this man, after the bathroom battle yesterday, he would definitely not let her go!

"It's just right, I want to go too." Moxiluo's lips raised a faint sneer, and his eyes drifted to Feng Sumo, "Lead the way!"

Feng Sumo had the urge to take him to the South Pacific.

You go to your toilet, why do you ask someone to show you the way?
Or...he wants to deal with her when he wants to be alone?
(End of this chapter)