Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

She wanted to take her hand away, but Louis grabbed it tightly and had no intention of loosening it at all.

His eyes moved slightly, and he noticed the move between them. Pei Yihuan's handsome eyebrows wrinkled instantly, and the temperature suddenly cooled several degrees.

Silently squeezed out a smile, Mo Wan tried to make himself relaxed: "sorry, President Louis, you pressed my hand..."

There was a sharp scratch in his eyes. Louis's face remained unchanged. He still had a gentle smile on his face and said in some stiff Chinese: "I'm a little reckless. However, miss's hand is beautiful and smooth. It's really like the slender jade hand called by the Chinese people."

After holding her hand to his lips and kissing, Louis slowly released it, and the light in his eyes seemed to stick to Mo Wan.

Relieved, she quickly withdrew from the office. Although Louis saw it for the first time,

Turning the hand of the document, Pei Yihuan looked up, and his eyes fell on the shadow of leaving, passing a little light and interest.

Time is slowly passing, but Mo Wan has been in a daze.

Besides delivering coffee all day, she never entered the president's office again and was familiar with the information sent by Secretary Zhang.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was time to get off work. All employees opened their materials and were ready to get off work.

Seeing that Mo Wan had not left, Secretary Zhang stopped curiously: "Miss Mo, it's time to get off work."

"I know. I'm going to go back after reading these materials. Be careful on the way." Mo said politely with a smile.

"Then I'll go first. Don't go back too late!"

"Good!"

When I finished reading all the information, it was already seven o'clock and it was a little dark.

Not daring to stay any longer, she picked up her bag and left the company. Walking under the dim street lamp, her heart was never calm.

Suddenly, her ankle twisted, she screamed in pain, and the whole person lay on the ground.

In the black luxury car, Pei Yihuan's eyes were slightly frozen when he inadvertently swept Mo Wan lying on the ground.

The car stopped slowly in front of Mo Wan

She was stunned. She saw Pei Yihuan's pretty side face by the window. She moved in her heart, lying on the ground in amazement and looking at him in confusion

"Get in the car!" Pei Yihuan said slowly.

Looking at his condensed face, Mo Wan instinctively refused: "I can go myself!"

There was some impatience in his eyes. He looked at her with some sarcasm in his words: "isn't it humiliating enough?"

Mo Wan's face turned red and murmured in his heart. It's really funny! Her shame is none of his business, not his face!

"Get in the car!" his tone sank again.

Anyway, her feet have been twisted and she can't go. Why should she show off?

She slowly got up from the ground. She went directly to the back seat. When she reached out to open the door, a cold and unhappy voice came: "I'm not a driver."

Hearing the speech, Mo Wan reluctantly opened the door of the front seat and sat in the co pilot's position.

The car was relatively silent, making people feel a burst of suffocation.

She felt that she was going to be suffocated. She really shouldn't have taken his car just now. It was a living suffering!

After the car gradually traveled, a silver Rolls Royce drove out of the dark.

"President, do you want to keep up?" the driver asked Louis in the back seat.

"No, there will be plenty of time in the future. Don't rush to this moment..." President Louis said with two eyes.

God knows, just touched the woman's hand, it was very exciting!

I haven't been so exciting for a long time. Just touching his hand makes him surging

Now, he can't wait.

The atmosphere in the car is still extremely quiet, and even the breath echoing in the car can be heard clearly.

I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I really can't stand it. If it goes on like this, I will definitely die!

Leaning forward, Mo's hand fell on the CD.

Pei Yihuan looked at her

Dry smile, she coughed: "some boring, I play some music."

"What's the purpose of approaching Pei's house?" he suddenly opened his mouth.

The finger that had touched the CD shrunk. Mo Wan reluctantly smiled and said perfunctorily, "there's really no purpose. You think more!"

At this time, Secretary Zhang's voice came in: "president, there is a large party at the Hilton Hotel at eight o'clock. Do you need to invite a female companion for you?"

Sweeping Mo Wan sitting in the co pilot's seat, he spit out two very short words: "no!"

The car suddenly turned around and drove in another direction. Don't be surprised. Some panic: "where are you taking me?"

"You'll know when you arrive." Pei Yihuan didn't look at her.

"Wait until it's not too late..." biting her lower lip, she whispered to herself, and then looked at him: "I don't want to go!"

"Afraid I'll sell you?" he said, "you can choose to jump out of the car!"

"How can you force others so?" she stared at him, emboldened by anger.

Pei Yihuan turned his head slowly and said coldly, "you can be free from coercion!"

"You -" Mo was so angry that she couldn't do anything about him!

The car finally stopped in front of a busy square. Without her reaction, Pei Yihuan snapped his fingers and the welcome standing outside the door had brought her in.

Just walked in, he was surrounded by a group of beautiful and young women. He entered the fitting room and pulled off her clothes.

She was startled and stretched out her hand to cover it, but she was pulled away by several women: "Miss, we are all women. What's so shy!"

"Of course -- ah --"

Before the voice fell, it had been replaced by screams. Those women tore down her inner library with one hand!

How savage! How savage!

They are really wild! It's exactly like this. I'm used to it, my God!

Several women pressed her tightly, unable to move or struggle, and could only allow them to act recklessly on her.

Changing clothes and making up, Mo Wan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Not allowing her to think more, she was taken out of the dressing room.

Pei Yihuan sat on the sofa with his legs folded. He had changed into a black suit. When he heard the sound, his eyes looked in a direction, and a strong and dark light twinkled in his eyes.

Some stood in front of the mirror, her hands nervously grabbed her cheongsam and gently bit her lips. The man's eyes from behind made her more nervous, and she didn't know how to put her hands and feet.

What she wore was a light ink cheongsam, with a slim waist, raised hips and lotus root arms. Her graceful figure was immediately revealed. A black and beautiful hair was scattered on her shoulders. It was so beautiful that it seemed that she could jump into the painting and turn into a fairy in the painting as long as she moved her body