Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 94

Lou Zhongming smiled from ear to ear watching Su Man and Mo Ziqian interact with each other enthusiastically.

Su Man poured a glass of white wine and brought it to Lou Zhongming, saying, "Lou Ju, I respect you."

Lou Ju approached Suman and whispered, "As long as you serve Mr. Mo well tonight, I will take care of your affairs in the future."

The words were clear and straightforward, Suman said with a smile, "Deal."

With a crisp sound of the wine glass, it was considered a deal.

The big screen flickered, the melodious singing echoed, and the hostesses in Huangcheng No. [-] were singing.

Su Man sat beside Mo Ziqian, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and put his hand on the man's shoulder. The whole person approached, his chin resting on the back of his hand, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared deeply at the man. The distance between the two was very close. Close, so close that you can almost smell the faint smell of tobacco on the man.

"Mr. Mo, let's play tricks," Su Man rolled his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his charm suddenly appeared.

Mo Ziqian glanced at her and picked up the stock.

Suman said with a smile, "Compared with ideas, whoever has a smaller idea will drink."

"You come first," Mo Ziqian put his hands in front of Su Man.

"Okay," Suman reached out and took the butt, shook it for a while, and then put it on the table with a bang.

"One, two, three, six o'clock."

Two stocks, six o'clock is considered to be above average, Su Man blinked and looked at Mo Ziqian.

The man undid a button of the white shirt inside, revealing a section of bronze-colored skin. He took the buttocks with his slender fingers, shook them lightly, and placed them on the crystal table. Mo Ziqian raised his eyes and picked up the cover.

Suman leaned forward, and when he saw it, he felt bad, two and six o'clock.

This is not exactly twice as big as her, so Suman had to admit defeat and drank a glass of white wine.

Fortunately, what she just said was a small wine glass for one yuan, and she didn't say one or two.

Su Man didn't believe it either, Mo Ziqian wouldn't be so lucky again and again.

No, the result is still the same.

A few minutes later, Suman drank half a bottle of white wine.

Although 40 degrees 1573 is not intoxicating, but if you drink too much, you will inevitably feel uncomfortable in your throat, and hiccups are just a burst of alcohol.

The alcohol surged up, and Suman's face flushed.

She put her hand on Mo Ziqian's shoulder, and moved her mouth closer, "Mr. Mo, why is it always twelve o'clock every time, are you cheating?"

Mo Ziqian raised his lips and smiled, "Then I'll let you come this time."

"Okay!" Suman said loudly.

"I'm right-handed and you are left-handed. Let's say it first. If you lose, you still have to drink."

Mo Ziqian smiled and nodded.

Suman once with one hand, I don't know if all the luck in the past has been used up, her right hand shakes out six o'clock, and her left hand shakes on the table for a while, then stops, obviously cheating, but she doesn't want to lose in the end .

After another glass of wine, Suman was a little tipsy.

She looked at Mo Ziqian with a smile, and said, "Why don't the two of us be fined for drinking, but for something else."

I don't know if Suman's voice was a little louder, or it was the rare silence just now, these words fell on everyone's ears.

All of a sudden, someone shouted, "If you don't drink, you can just take off your clothes?" Playing games in the entertainment venue is nothing more than that, drinking, taking off clothes, kissing and so on.

"Mr. Mo, do you think it's okay?" the beauty asked.

Mo Ziqian smiled warmly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Miss Su, what do you think?"

With a swish, everyone turned their eyes to Suman again. The naked provocation in those eyes made Suman a little timid, after all, she had already lost several times in a row.

Su Man unconsciously looked at Mo Ziqian, with a slight smile in his deep eyes.

Suman couldn't bear the look in her eyes, and she couldn't be more disappointed. How could she lose power in the casino's stock game, so of course she had to nod her head in agreement.

It was really exciting tonight, and I even played with undressing.

Suman went to the bathroom, spit out the wine, washed his hands and face, adjusted his makeup, and returned to the box.

At this point, the game started, and Suman naturally joined in.

He shook the stock in his hand for a while, knocked it on the table, opened it, but still lost.

"Drink or undress?"

"Drink," Suman drank another glass, feeling a little dizzy.

"Miss Su, you lost."

"Miss Su, you lost."

"Miss Su, you lost."

Suman lost consecutively, so of course he just drank without saying a word.

Luzhou-flavored liquor is really domineering and exciting, the spicy liquid is left in the throat all the way, and all kinds of sour and refreshing taste, not to mention how exciting, it is straight.

After the second bottle was emptied, Suman finally couldn't bear it anymore, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he was very sad.

Suman resisted the feeling of stirring, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for a moment."

Suman got up, his footsteps were a little empty, but he tried his best to steady himself, and walked slowly towards the door.

However, Mo Ziqian, who was sitting in the shadows, had his legs folded, watching the figure disappear with his black pupils.

Originally, in such a box, the toilet was inside the room, but Suman still chose to be outside.

After entering the bathroom, Suman closed the door, and vomited into the toilet for a while, and stopped after almost emptying his body.

Su Man scooped up someone, and after washing up, he became more sober.

Suman walked out of the bathroom, stood at the ventilation hole of the corridor, blowing some air, and walked to the private room after he regained his energy.

When she pushed the box away with her hand, she showed that charming smile again.

"Miss Su, you are finally here." Lou Zhongming saw Su Man as if he saw a savior.

Suman said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, let's continue."

Mo Ziqian just looked at Suman indifferently. There were still a few drops of water on that bright and charming face, as if she had just washed her face. Although she put on some makeup, it still couldn't cover up the paleness of her face. .

Suman lost again.

She had no choice but to admit defeat and pour wine to drink.

When the red wine was finished, the white wine also bottomed out.

Suman lost again and said, "Bring the wine."

However, at this moment, everyone said in unison, "Manager Su, choose another way to admit defeat, get off!"

The suit Suman wore today was generous in style, but inside it was just a tube top.

With a proud figure and perfect shape, she doesn't want to wear too much, so it's not a tube top and underwear, but underwear and a tube top.

This removal did not expose her.

However, the people in the box looked at Su Man's graceful figure, of course they shouted loudly, and some even clapped their hands.

Seeing such a scene, Suman suddenly stood up from the sofa and said with a smile, "Okay, I accept the punishment."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were only on Suman's neck.

Mo Ziqian looked up at Suman, met her indifferent smile, and immediately frowned.

Meng Wenjia and Li Ai stood beside Mo Ziqian, and they all keenly noticed that Mr. Mo's face darkened, as if showing a hint of displeasure.

In the box, everyone watched Suman's hand on the concealed button of the suit. The atmosphere was very joyous, and the lights flickered in a blur.

A hidden button was released, revealing a small navel, as white as snow.

(End of this chapter)