Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 25 My Sister Wasn't Submerged
Seeing that a single spark is about to start a prairie fire.

At the critical moment, the cell phone in Suman's backpack rang.

The two were startled, Su Man stretched out his index finger to touch Mo Ziqian's thin lips, and said apologetically, "I'll answer the phone."

Suman landed, picked up the phone in his bag, and picked it up.

Xue Lei said over there, "It's nine o'clock."

Suman replied softly, "Understood," and hung up the phone.

She looked at Mo Ziqian and said regretfully, "Hey, annoying business."

"Leaving?" Mo Ziqian raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want me to go?" Su Man approached Mo Ziqian, sat on the man's lap again, and moved a few times.

A woman's body exudes a strong meeting message, wanting to refuse or welcome, wanting to stay and spend a good night with a man.

Even a man couldn't resist such a moving picture, not to mention that Su Man's lips were on the man's most sensitive Adam's Apple, breathing hot air.

However, Mo Ziqian did not move, and there was no reply for a long time. Su Man raised his head, and actually fell into the man's secretive black eyes, with a hint of teasing.

Su Man was startled, but immediately smiled charmingly, her big beautiful eyes were full of ripples like water, shining brightly.

"It's getting late, I'll see you off," Mo Ziqian said.

Suman felt embarrassed to direct and act on her own, as if she was the only one in the play.

She stood up and brushed her long hair, "Uncle, let's go."

Mo Ziqian sent Suman to the hotel, Suman got off the car, walked to Mo Ziqian's side, leaned his hands on the window, raised his red lips, "Go up for a drink?"

"It's too late, niece Manman," Mo Ziqian directly refused, pulled Su Man's hand away from the car window, turned his head, and disappeared into the corner of the street.

Suman walked into the hotel, and when passing by Xue Lei's room, Xue Lei suddenly opened the door.

"Manager Su, it's rare to know you're back."

"Hey, little Leilei, you're jealous again, don't worry, my sister wasn't caught."

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Su Man opened the door and leaned her body against the back of the door. Her slightly wet back showed her fatigue. Fighting Mo Ziqian was too strenuous, but she believed that all battles were invincible.

Facing the treacherous and cunning Young Master Mo, she had no choice but to study 36 tricks.

Tonight, the beauty's calculation was a mistake, he let her be shut down, and he is Liu Xiahui, who is not in trouble.

The next one is to retreat to advance.

So Su Man didn't contact Mo Ziqian for two days.

On the third day, Suman's cell phone rang.

It wasn't Mo Ziqian who called, but the indifferent elder brother Su He.

Su He's car was parked outside the hotel, and he took Su Man to the memory of the eastern suburbs of the port city.

The pretense is to take Suman to play golf, but Suman knows that she is probably just a pawn of Su He. There is someone Su He is interested in in the eastern suburbs memory, and this person is probably Mo Ziqian.

Suman is wearing a sweatshirt and a peaked cap. His long hair is combed into a ponytail and hangs outside the cap. He looks young and energetic.

Sure enough, as soon as Su He took Suman into the Eastern Suburbs, he saw Mo Ziqian in white sportswear. The two stepped forward, and Su He said warmly, "Uncle Mo, you are here to play golf, really! Coincidentally, Manman said she couldn't and asked me to teach her, but I'm not good at golf, judging from Uncle Mo's posture, I must be an expert, Manman didn't ask for advice."

Su He gestured his eyes, Su Man smiled lightly, walked to Mo Ziqian, and said with a smile, "Uncle, teach me."

Mo Ziqian raised his eyes and looked at Suman's bright red sportswear, which looked particularly ostentatious. He paused for a moment before saying, "Can you hold a pole?"

Su He answered the phone, walked up to Mo Ziqian, and said apologetically, "Uncle Mo, please worry about Manman, the company has an urgent matter, I need to deal with it, Manman, you are the master in Hong Kong City, Stay with Uncle Mo well."

Suman nodded, looked at Mo Qianqian and said, "I don't know how, uncle, can you teach me how to do it?"

Mo Ziqian put the pole in Suman's palm, stretched out his hand from the woman's delicate back to wrap around the woman's body, grasped the woman's hand, and said gently, "Hold here, exert force with your wrist, so that the ball will Easy to get in."

Mo Ziqian led Suman to hit two shots in a row, and they scored two goals, accurately and easily.

"Manman, try it."

Su Man also followed what Mo Ziqian taught, playing billiards.

The posture is beautiful, but the ball does not move, and the shot flies.

Su Man smiled annoyedly, but Mo Ziqian looked at him with a faint smile. The sun fell on the man's neck-length body, making him look tangled and affectionate.

"Come again."

Suman tried again, and this time he hit the ball, but the ball deflected and turned a few times before it stopped moving.

"Come again," repeated this, but Suman still didn't score.

Su Man pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Uncle, I won't fight anymore, it's too difficult to learn."

"Learn with your heart," Mo Ziqian stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Suman's body again, and taught him with his hands.

The man's breath, accompanied by a faint perfume mixed with the smell of tobacco, directly entered the woman's nostrils. It smelled very good. Su Man's heart skipped a beat for no reason. She didn't like such an abnormal reaction. She raised her head suddenly, and her red lips touched The man's thin lips.

For a moment, the two were stunned. It was Mo Ziqian who reacted quickly and hit the ball into the hole before releasing Suman.

"Hey, playing golf is too boring, Uncle, let me accompany you around Hong Kong City today."

(End of this chapter)