Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 118 I Like You

During those ridiculous years, she thought her disguise was perfect, but Mo Ziqian saw it. Although he was the leading actor in the play, he was a spectator who stayed out of it.

Su Man always thought it was funny. Later, she approached Mo Ziqian through Meng Wenjia, but she didn't expect to receive this call again a year later.

After they separated, Suman deliberately deleted the number, but she still remembered it clearly when she called again.

Suman watched the number keep flashing, but did not slide down the answer button, and put the phone in his bag.

Su Man didn't want to answer Mo Ziqian's call, subconsciously he just didn't answer his call.

The phone rang several times and finally stopped ringing.

Suman stood up from the lawn, covered his eyes with his hands, looked at the blue sky, breathed the air in the university, and felt refreshed all over his body.

Suman put down his hands, walked out from the path, and walked along the stone pier. The warm sun shone on his body and made him feel relaxed.

Suman walked along the green grass until he walked to the wide school playground.

A group of tall boys are playing basketball, under the golden sunshine, wantonly swaying their youth.

With a bright smile, a youthful face, and an unaffected face, Su Man feels that this is the essence of being human.

The cheerleaders on the edge of the playground shouted loudly with trumpets, white T-shirts, white skirts, swaying in the wind, the atmosphere of the basketball court was burning, youthful.

The crisp girl echoed in her ears, "Come on, come on!"

The memory was blurred, and Suman suddenly remembered that she used to spend her youth like this.

It was when she was in high school. Su Hao was the main force of the basketball team. The third year of high school played against the second year of high school. As a member of the sophomore team, Su Hao participated in the competition without hesitation.

The big white basketball uniform, the bright blue number 8 on the body, flaunts on the court, Suman is not a member of the cheerleading team, she just stands in a corner and looks at the sunny boy Su Hao.

At the age of 16, he was 1.7 meters three. He was in the early years among the boys in the school, and he even won the title of school girl, which was liked by many girls at that time.

Thinking of the youthful years, Suman's face was filled with a bright smile.

In Suman's memories, there was a lively sound on the playground.

Suddenly a deep male voice sounded. "Missing person notice, missing person notice, missing person notice, important things are said three times. My girlfriend, Su Man, got lost in school because she quarreled with me. She was wearing a red and green checkered dress with a pair of Red high-heeled shoes, please come to the playground, I will wait for him here."

Suman held his breath when he heard his name, and he really heard the news about her.

At that moment, Suman's face was full of horror.

Mr. Mo, no.

Still playing tricks like this.

Su Man pretended not to hear, and walked outside, while the other students, hearing the news, searched everywhere.

The classmates all thought this boy was very romantic, and they took the initiative to look for a girlfriend in front of everyone. They must love this girl very much, and everyone wanted to help this male student find this girl together.

I don't know who said, "Is it this girl?"

Immediately began to chime in, "People are here."

A person's voice is low, but a group of people's voice is loud.

Mo Ziqian also saw the figure on the edge of the playground, immediately put down the horn, and ran towards Suman.

Suman walked briskly at first, and then started running in a blink of an eye.

Mo Ziqian was wearing casual clothes, but his pace was fast, and it was impossible to tell that he was 30 years old.

Suman couldn't run fast in high heels.

Before she ran out of the playground, Mo Ziqian grabbed her hand.

Behind him, a crowd cheered, "Forgive him! Forgive him! Forgive him!"

Mo Ziqian's lips were slightly raised, and he looked extraordinarily handsome in the sun. He was dressed in light-colored casual clothes, and his golden figure was divided into exact proportions.

Because of this method, Mo Ziqian was really cunning in holding Su Man's hand.

"kiss her, kiss her"
A large group of people surrounded Suman, and someone in the crowd was booing, and it was as if someone had made an appointment, and the voice was loud.

Mo Ziqian glanced at the classmates behind him out of the corner of his eyes, raised his mouth in a smug arc, moved his feet, stood opposite Su Man, raised Su Man's jaw with one hand, and bent his head down, straight Straight to her mouth.

At that moment, Suman wanted to dodge, but his whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

The kiss was very light, like a feather brushed against her mouth, itching a little.

"Student Su Man, your boyfriend is really handsome, forgive him!"

Su Man originally wanted to shake off Mo Ziqian's hand, but many girls spoke for Mo Ziqian. In front of everyone, Su Man was really ruthless.

She was dazed for a moment, and looked up at Mo Ziqian's smiling lips.

Suman felt that he couldn't be so cheap. Since he wanted to play, she would accompany him to the end.

Su Man stared deeply at Mo Ziqian, gradually a faint mist was brewing in his eyes, and the mist was getting more and more.

Mo Ziqian looked down and saw that there seemed to be tears in Su Man's eyes.

Su Man took Mo Ziqian's hand and said with a choked voice, "Actually, I'm not angry with you at all."

"I avoided you just now because of your different identities. You are my uncle and I am your niece. Love between uncle and nephew is not accepted by people. I don't want you to be wronged, so I decided to let go."

After Su Man finished speaking, the accumulated tears in his eyes slid down from his eye sockets and hung on his fair cheeks, looking charming.

Immediately, everyone turned their attention to Mo Ziqian.

It turned out to be an uncle and nephew love, so sad, so cruel!
"Uncle, classmate Su Man is also doing it for your own good, don't let the ending of Korean dramas be tragic!" Someone in the classmate group said something, which aroused the sympathy of many girls.

"Together with!"

"When we met, I didn't even know that you were my uncle. Now that I know, I must find my way back, fulfill you, and fulfill me. I would rather see you with another woman than You carry the **** Chang Lun on your back."

Mo Ziqian stared straight at Su Man directing and acting with his deep eyes, his expression was really sad.

"Uncle, she loves you, don't let her down."

Mo Ziqian raised his eyebrows, the expression on Su Man's face was really desperate, but Mo Ziqian still noticed the flash of playfulness in his eyes.

Mo Ziqian's black eyes were dark for a while, his thin lips moved, and the man's pure voice was as gentle as water, "Suman, I like you."

At that moment, Su Man was startled, and those words fell straight into her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

(End of this chapter)