Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 78 Dangerous
Suman's calm, elegant, and straightforward.

She knocked over the wine tower, and the dress was used again, and everyone looked at him strangely.

She is astonishingly bold.

So embarrassed but still smiling like a flower, he even invited Mo Ziqian to dance with him.

Everyone was amazed by Suman's strangeness, and they all looked at Mo Ziqian, waiting for his response.

The man's deep black eyes tightly locked onto the woman's charming eyes. After a while, Mo Ziqian stepped forward, walked up to Su Man, stretched out his hand towards her, and lifted his thin lips, "It's my honor."

There was a deep look in the man's eyes, and his movements were like Ying.The most orthodox earl in the royal family of the country, his movements are dazzlingly elegant.

Su Man put his hand in Mo Ziqian's and followed him onto the dance floor.

The quiet and elegant music sounded again, and the people who were standing on the dance floor stepped aside one after another to leave room.

Everyone stood up and looked at them.

In an instant, the entire dance floor was filled with Su Man and Mo Ziqian.

The beautiful waltz has a strong sense of rhythm, like a silk thread pulling the footsteps.

The movements are flamboyant and beautiful. The woman raises her head and lifts her feet, following the rhythm closely.

The man's big palm lightly supported her waist, and her hand, Zeng Lanhua, gracefully fell on his shoulder.

Complicated and changeable dance steps, he retreats, she advances, he advances, she retreats, hips twisted, waist turned, head held high, the whole dance vividly shows the softness of women and the fortitude of men.

The dance steps of the two are fast as the music intensifies, and slow and slow as the music is slow, constantly changing.

Mo Ziqian's dancing posture is elegant and outstanding, reflecting his consistent aloofness and incomparable nobility.

Look at Suman next to him, although he is wearing a homemade short skirt, he is not timid at all, but tries his best to show off his innate beauty.

The woman's body is very soft and dexterous, tilting and twisting are very smooth, her steps are solemn and elegant, her outstretched arms are generous and graceful, and her advance and retreat are appropriate, revealing the unique grace of a woman.

In an instant, everyone seemed to have forgotten the identities of the two on the dance floor, as well as Suman's rumors, and they all showed appreciation.

This song should only exist in the sky, how can it be heard several times in the world.

Finally, I understand the true meaning of these words.

The sound of the music gradually stopped, and the pace of the two gradually stopped.

At the end of the song, they ended with an elegant posture.

Mo Ziqian held Su Man and bent his knees slightly, and Su Man did the same.

In an instant, the whole banquet was silent.

Everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, this woman was the notorious Suman. How could she have such an elegant and noble dance?
Among the crowd, whoever it is, was the first to applaud.

Everyone followed and saw that it was Mo Ziqian's dancing partner, Mo Yue.

Following that, Xue Lei also applauded.

Then, everyone applauded.

The whole house applauded, such a waltz actually overwhelmed the first dance just now.

Su Man faced the crowd with a smile, then looked at Mo Ziqian, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for accompanying me to finish this dance. Forgive me for my rudeness. Please allow me to excuse me now."

Mo Ziqian gestured with his eyes, and immediately a waiter stepped forward, "Miss, this way please."

Suman smiled back and left with the waiter. When she left, she looked at Xue Lei who was at the side of the crowd and nodded to him.

Xue Lei also nodded back, understanding what she meant.

Everyone watched her leave, her steps were still graceful, and her slim figure gradually disappeared.

"Everyone, please continue," Mo Ziqian raised his lips, and the sound of music also sounded.

This storm is a perfect ending.

It's just that in private, there are still some women whispering.

"I didn't expect her to hook up with Mo Dashao, she was covered in wine stains, and she was so thick-skinned."

"That's right, you didn't see how she danced like a vixen, she was just a vixen."

"This woman is insidious and cunning, shameless enough."

One sentence is worth more than one sentence of accusation, and it keeps ringing in my ears.

Mo Yue stood on the side, and naturally heard it, and frowned.

It was just Mo Ziqian's words that made her guess boldly.

Is he jealous?

Suman followed the waiter upstairs, but the man took Suman to the world-renowned top floor.

The moment the elevator opened, Su Man saw Mo Ziqian's assistant, Meng Wenjia.

"Miss Suman, please," Meng Wenjia said standing at the door of a room.

Su Man understood that she couldn't leave, and Mo Ziqian wanted her to go in and wait, accepting orders without resistance.

After figuring it out, it was inconvenient for Suman to struggle, since he couldn't escape, he just accepted it.

This is a presidential suite.

When Suman walked in, he sat down on the sofa, with one leg pressed on the other, very comfortable.

Meng Wenjia said formulaically, "Miss Suman, please go in and freshen up. The clothes will be delivered later."

Su Man didn't like being watched, but he still had a smile on his face and said, "Assistant Lao Meng is here."

"You're welcome," Meng Wenjia stepped aside, but did not leave.

Obviously, Meng Wenjia was monitoring her for Mo Ziqian.

Suman looked at Meng Wenjia's silence, and didn't speak.

She didn't like to be forced to do things. Although she was a little wet and greasy, she continued to wear a purple skirt and picked up a magazine to read.

She wanted to see what Mo Ziqian wanted to do.

Meng Wenjia has expressed President Mo's intention, as for whether she wants to carry it out, it's up to her.

Judging from Suman's meaning of reading magazines, it is obvious that he does not intend to wash up.

After flipping through several companion magazines, the door of the suite was opened from the outside, and someone came in.

Suman didn't look up, but she guessed who it was just from the sound of heavy footsteps.

After a while, she heard Meng Wenjia's voice, "Mr. Mo."

Mo Ziqian walked in, saw the woman still wearing the purple short skirt, showing a pair of long legs, his eyes darkened.

For a moment, the man's slender and straight legs fell into the corner of Suman's eyes, but she still didn't look up, she was engrossed in the magazine in her hand, relishing it.

Mo Ziqian didn't make a sound, just sat down beside her.

In an instant, the sofa dropped a lot, and Suman's body also sank a little.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Suman's body, Mo Ziqian's body, mixed with each other.

Mo Ziqian took off his coat, put it on the arm of the sofa, and said softly, "I thought you would leave."

Suman continued to flip through the magazine, and replied, "I want to, but it's a bit difficult. This assistant Meng must have practiced his skills. I have a small body, so don't worry about it. I have nothing but this body. "

Meng Wenjia couldn't help but replied, "I won't hit a woman."

"It's really a gentleman. If you are a man, I will definitely marry you." Suman smiled and looked at Meng Wenjia, speaking without any scruples.

However, Meng Wenjia looked embarrassed, couldn't help but glanced at Mr. Mo, and said nothing.

"Assistant Meng, you go out first," Mo Ziqian said in a low voice.

Meng Wenjia nodded, went out immediately, and closed the door. She stood at the door, quietly like a sculpture.

In an instant, only Su Man and Mo Ziqian were left in the room. The man looked at her, "Who are you here for today?"

"Hehe, Mr. Mo, are you jealous? I just came to see if there is a man suitable for me. You know that I just like excellent men. There is currently a vacancy," Suman replied with a smile.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman, his black eyes sparkling, "That plan failed the government review, you must want to revise it, if I'm not wrong, you are doing it for George, let him make a new one for you Architectural drawings."

The man's voice was firm.

Her thoughts have been known to him.

Su Man smiled lightly, "Hehe, Mr. Mo is Mr. Mo, and nothing can escape your eyes. You really have sparkling eyes," said Monkey King.

"You have a bit of a trick. Facing George, what method are you going to use? Beauty trap, send it to your door, and warm George's bed?"

The man's warm and indifferent voice hinted at a hint of danger.

(End of this chapter)