Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 177 The Eternal Champion

The orange dress made her skin fair and crystal clear.

His bronze-colored hand grasped her white elbow, which looked so abrupt, but there was an indescribable harmony.

"release--"

Roland uttered again, that hand was still damnably grabbing her arm.

If it weren't for this, this is a western restaurant, and if grandpa wasn't sitting on the side, she would have broken his arm a long time ago.

"If I don't let go!"

That person seemed to be a little closer to her, and a smell of cologne filled her nostrils.

This is a frivolous and provocative statement.

Snapped--

The string that Roland had been following so closely broke.

She folded her backhand, and as soon as Mo Liufeng suffered from the pain, he let go of the hand that was holding her tightly.

In just an instant, they changed positions, and his hand fell into Roland's.

All of a sudden, it fell into place.

However, he was only stunned for a moment, and then his face turned into an arrogant smile, but the interest in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Roland glanced at his grandfather's appearance, and followed the eyes of some people around him to her.

Still, shame on...

Roland was about to let go, as if nothing had happened.

But that man made a move, kicking her like a kick, and the wind of his kick made a rattling noise.

Just when the leg was approaching, Roland moved back slightly and dodged it.

She suddenly pulled up the long skirt that had been dragging to the floor, revealing a pair of slender and delicate breasts, and kicked towards him with a roundabout kick.

Mo Liufeng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he was really a little pepper!
Just like that, two people, dressed in formal attire, fought in such an elegant restaurant.

You come and go, not giving in to each other.

Roland couldn't help feeling secretly depressed, why did he fight with others in the restaurant, and he was still wearing an evening dress.

"Do you really want to leave!!"

Mo Liufeng easily dodged her kick, staggered to her side, and asked softly.

"Walk……"

Before getting a response from Roland, he grabbed Roland's wrist and walked outside.

Although, when he asked her just now, she didn't say anything, but he could see something else in her eyes.

Roland struggled symbolically, then gave up. Looking at the scene in front of him, grandpa brought her on a blind date.

Next, she really didn't want to stay any longer, so just letting this person take him out would kill two birds with one stone.

Seeing that Roland was not struggling anymore, Mo Liufeng curled his mouth into a playful smile.

"The wind—"

With a dark face, Mo Qinyu yelled twice, then fell silent.

This bastard really lost his old face.

"Old Luo, I'm really sorry, my kid..."

"Haha, it's okay, it seems that Liufeng likes our Lanlan very much!"

Luo Zhengsheng interrupted Mo Qinyu's words, and laughed out loud, his face glowing with satisfaction.

It seems that his move was really right. Mo Liufeng actually valued Roland.

The Mo family is not only in City A, but also one of the four major families.

Mo Liufeng is still a genius in Taekwondo, as long as Mo Liufeng's name is mentioned, almost no one in Taekwondo does not know it.

From the time he started participating in the World Taekwondo Championships, he was the champion.

Always a champion...

There is also a gossip that he will quit Taekwondo after the competition this year to inherit his family's company.

(End of this chapter)