Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 119 Intoxicated, Addicted

The people around were silent, and everyone looked at them, as if they were watching a popular Ethical Love, their eyes were full of envy and emotion.

The handsome men and the beautiful women are as perfect as idols on TV.

Su Man raised his eyes, deeply immersed in the man's black eyes as deep as a pool of ink, and in the misty pupils, there seemed to be an expression staring at her.

At that moment, Suman's heart slowed down for no reason.

Intoxicated, addicted.

After a while, someone applauded, "Together, together."
Suman was awakened by the cheers of the crowd.

The corners of her lips raised unconsciously, and she naturally grabbed Mo Ziqian's hand and ran out of the crowd.

The breeze blew across her cheeks, leaving a cold hickey, but it couldn't dissipate the warmth rising in her heart.

Mo Ziqian smiled slightly, and said softly, "Thank you classmates, my girlfriend and I will leave first."

By this time, Mo Ziqian was still calm and calm.

Su Man dragged Mo Ziqian across the playground to the outside of the teaching building, then stopped running and let go of Mo Ziqian's hand.

Su Man's expression froze, he looked at Mo Ziqian, and said, "Uncle Mo, I didn't answer your call, why bother so much."

"I just said, I'll call you soon."

Mo Ziqian's words were undoubtedly saying that what he said was an order.

Su Man was naturally unhappy, but facing Mo Ziqian, Su Man did not dare to act recklessly.

"Didn't I hear that Uncle Mo was so mean?" Su Man laughed.

"I was worried that you might not hear me, so I called you on the loudspeaker."

Mo Ziqian answered, but Su Man raised his eyebrows.

"If I'm already out of college, aren't you surrounded by people for nothing?"

Mo Ziqian smiled resolutely, "My people are at the school gate."

It goes without saying that Mo Ziqian knows Su Man's whereabouts like the back of his hand.

Su Man suddenly lost his voice.

Su Man looked up at Mo Ziqian who was close at hand, but did not speak.

After a while, Suman moved his legs a little sullenly.

Mo Ziqian followed behind, and the two walked one behind the other.

Suman's heart turned back and forth.

The university is full of youthful recklessness, and occasionally you will see pairs of men and women passing by.

It was impossible for Suman not to be moved at all.

She had imagined countless times that she could walk hand in hand with Su Hao in the university and enjoy the morning sunset.

It was only during the short time when Su Hao said he liked her.

Later, he said that he already had someone else in his heart, and during those three years, his heart was dark and there was no light at all.

They walked through the corridor with lush trees and stepped on the stone slabs, the sound of rustling leaves echoed in their ears.

"Mo Ziqian, why do you still have my number?"

Mo Ziqian's faint voice sounded, "It's always there."

"Aren't we divorced? Why do we still keep it?"

"What do you think?"

Mo Ziqian did not answer Suman but threw the question to Suman.

Suman didn't answer, and the two were silent for a while.

This kind of silence is even more disturbing in the university city.

It's just that they didn't find out at the time.

"I don't know," Jiujiu Suman said.

Mo Ziqian replied, "Although we are divorced, we are still the best friends."

Su Man was taken aback by Mo Ziqian's words, and frowned slightly, not wanting to continue on this ambiguous topic.

"Uncle Mo, why did you come to see me today?"

Suman changed the subject.

"Just now, were you on a blind date?"

Mo Ziqian hit the nail on the head.

"Is Uncle Mo a clairvoyant or a smooth ear?"

"When I left just now, I saw a large bouquet of flowers in that man's hand," Mo Ziqian said frankly.

"We were just classmates meeting," Suman replied.

"Students meet, do you still need a man to hold flowers?" Mo Ziqian asked rhetorically.

"Long time no see, he's a gentleman," Suman replied.

"Didn't you say you like him?" Suddenly, Suman froze.

What she said just now was overheard by Mo Ziqian.

Su Man is really speechless, Uncle Mo, don't wait for you to be so pleasant.

Before Su Man answered, Mo Ziqian asked another question, "You fell in love with him at first sight?"

love at first sight?
Su Man raised his lips and smiled, and replied lightly, "It's not that romantic, I just think he suits me."

"is it?"

"That's right, he's honest and honest, and he doesn't worry about being promiscuous, which is great."

Does she mean that he's a playboy?

Mo Ziqian ignored Su Man's implication and continued to walk forward.

"The results of it?"

"Not attractive enough, he left," Suman replied.

"how come?"

"It's not the habit of reception that cannot be changed," Su Manyang said, but he didn't care at all.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman, the bright sunlight fell from the mottled leaves, and sprinkled on Suman's face, with a pair of bright eyes that were kind.

"Suman!"

Su Man was taken aback by Mo Ziqian's sudden voice, and Mo Ziqian grabbed his hand again at some point, and his body was pulled by an external force.

Mo Ziqian jumped to the front from walking behind just now, and the two ran around the campus of Nuo University.

Suman didn't know where they were going, the wind blowing in his ears was blowing his long hair, rippling on his cheeks, a little itchy.

Su Man didn't know where Mo Ziqian was going to take her. After a while, Su Man's breathing became a little heavy, and the depression that was originally in his heart dissipated immediately.

"Uncle Mo, where are you taking me?"

Mo Ziqian was silent, Su Man ran very slowly, and Mo Ziqian also slowed down.

Suman didn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, but when her breathless breathing subsided, she raised her eyes and saw a beautiful scenery.

The eyes are full of red and green, green grass, red flowers, endless, refreshing.

"What a nice view!"

Suman looked at the scenery in front of him, and for a moment forgot the exhaustion of running.

Mo Ziqian lowered his eyes and looked at Su Man's smiling face.

His thin lips moved, "No matter how beautiful you are, it's not half as beautiful as yours."
Such words, in such an environment, have a strange feeling.

At the resort that day, Mo Ziqian also said the same thing.

At this moment, Suman also pretended not to hear, and looked into the distance.

During this period of time, because of Aunt Mei's illness, Su Man felt depressed for a while.

Under the golden sun, the blooming flowers are like blooming life, full of vitality.

Something that had been suppressed for a long time was peeling off in Suman's heart.

Mo Ziqian knew that Su Man heard it.

At some point, he held a budding flower in his hand, "For you."

There was a touch of red in the corner of Suman's eyes, that bewitching color was like fresh blood, full of vitality.

At that moment, Suman's hands were unconsciously placed on the stems of the flowers, and the scent of roses lingered in his nose.

Mo Ziqian's thin lips moved slowly, "If you have flowers, you only need to break them, don't wait for no flowers to break branches."

(End of this chapter)