Miss Savage and Arrogant President

After Mo Wuyou fiddled with it, Sun Xi, who had been worried about her, gave her a thumbs up and Mo Wuyou gave her a confident smile.

Then she handed the scissors to Li Ming and said to Shen Sheng, "OK, let's start."

Shen Sheng said with cold eyes, "the skirt is too short. Li Ming, let someone send another one."

Mo Wuyou couldn't stand the corner of his mouth. He was afraid that Li Mingzhen would listen to him and hurried him into the dance floor.

The music with cheerful rhythm sounded, and everyone stared at a pair of people in the middle of the dance floor.

Shen Sheng hooked the corner of his lips, with a strong provocative meaning in his eyes: "if you say anything now, I can consider taking care of you later."

Mo Wuyou's competitive factors in her body were picked up. She raised her eyebrows and stared: "I'll give you this as it is."

The simple conversation ended and the two danced with the music.

The dynamic Rumba full of power ignited the scene in an instant.

The charming dance is sexy and enthusiastic, with black and white figures intertwined and lingering together, especially Mo Wuyou's short skirt, which swings freely in the air with the rapid rhythm of her hips. It looks so tempting and hot. The men present just want to have nosebleed.

The cooperation between the two people is so consistent. They are flirting. Flirting means so much. If they are a pair of hot lovers, no one will doubt that they are passionate, lively and cheering.

They have never cooperated with each other, but they cooperate seamlessly at this time.

As the rhythm of the music became faster and faster, their dance steps twisted faster and faster. Finally, the people around them could not see their steps and posture clearly. They were surprised and stunned. They lamented that they could dance so perfectly! What a visual feast!

Lu Xiyan looked at Mo Wuyou in the dance floor at this time. This is the focus of the whole audience. Can't you dance? Can't jump like this? Bitch, it's a hypocritical bitch to use this means to get people's attention!

Jump, jump well, see if you can be so proud in a few days. The more proud you are now, the worse you will fall in the future. You'd better throw your powder and crispy bones. I'm satisfied, ha ha

Lu Xiyan's eyes flashed a fierce light, and her terrible eyes seemed as if she had a hatred for killing her father with Mo Wuyou!

A Rumba let the two show incisively and vividly, and finally ended with cheers and applause.

Mo Wuyou, panting, looked at Shen Sheng close at hand. Her eyes were shining. She hadn't had such fun for a long time. She felt that the distance between them seemed to be closer at this time.

Shen Sheng's heart was also hard to calm for a moment. He felt that Mo Wuyou was a treasure given to him by God. He never thought that there was a person in the world who could fit in so well with himself. It was difficult for him not to love.

This feeling of tacit understanding can satisfy him more than anything.

He looked at Mo Wuyou's eyes, which were so soft that he could drown people.

The moment they looked at each other happened to be captured by countless cameras.

Such a beautiful scene, did not last long, was interrupted by life.

As soon as Shen Sheng heard the man's voice, he had a terrible headache and a lingering cold flame.

Leng Yan's appearance is quite high-profile, because he is followed by several senior figures of Leng's group, who often appear in major financial magazines.

He clapped: "today is really lively. I didn't come in vain. I didn't expect to see the president of Shen's group offer a dance in person. It's really hard to meet in a thousand years."

Shen Sheng didn't speak. Zhang Zheng greeted him with color: "cold, welcome."

"Go away, what are you?"

What Lengyan hates most is that every time Shen Sheng takes some minions to talk to him, it seems that he is inferior to him.

Shen Sheng looked at Zhang Zheng and said calmly, "give lengshao a glass of wine to calm down."

Lengyan walked up to Shen Sheng and suddenly smiled: "Ben Shao is not angry. Today, I came to congratulate president Shen on his acquisition of Yashang in good faith. Don't misunderstand my kindness, so as not to spread the news that there is discord between us, right?"

After that, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Mr. Shen, congratulations on your generous purchase of Yashang."

Leng Yan said the big three words very seriously, and then stared at Mo Wuyou, as if blaming her for being flirtatious.

Shit! What are your eyes? Mo Wuyou saw his eyes and wanted to sew them up so that he could not open them again.

She couldn't help looking at Shen Sheng secretly. Was it really for me to buy ya Shang? It can't be true? As a decision-maker of a group, Shen Sheng, who has the food, clothing and jobs of so many people, should not be so capricious, No.

If it's really because of her, she... Don't worry. She feels great pressure in an instant.

Shen Sheng saw that Lengyan had been looking at Mo Wuyou. His face was gloomy. He held his hand back and said in a deep voice, "thank you for your kindness."

Lengyan takes back his eyes on Mo Wuyou and looks at Shen Sheng: "you're welcome."

The confrontation in the eyes began, no one lost, and the competition in the hand continued.

Mo Wuyou stood aside and saw that the veins had burst on their hands. She quickly took the wine cup in the waiter's tray and handed one cup: "come on, two bosses, have a drink."

They looked at her at the same time. Then they released their hands and took her glass.

Mo Wuyou unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. How did the two people pinch each other as soon as they met? She was really afraid that they would fight as soon as they were excited. At that time, the scene would be really lively.

With the music playing again, the party officially began.

Leng Yan came up to Mo Wuyou and asked with a smile, "little apple, have you missed me for so long? Do you want to dance with me?"

Shen Sheng didn't give Mo Wuyou a chance to answer at all. He glanced at Lengyan coldly and left directly with Mo Wuyou.

Lengyan didn't catch up. Looking at Mo Wuyou's disappearance, he slowly tasted the wine.

These days, he restrained himself from looking for Mo Wuyou. First, he got into bed with Mo Jiahui and didn't know what face to see her. Second, he wanted to see what position Mo Wuyou occupied in his heart.

These days, he found countless women, but he just couldn't find the feeling of doing what he wanted. He often inadvertently thought of Mo Wuyou. When he saw the report of Mo Wuyou and Zhou Pingjun today, he couldn't help it anymore. When he knew that Shen Sheng was holding a dinner here today, he came without thinking.

Congratulations to Shen Sheng is false. Seeing Mo Wuyou is true.

When he saw her, he really confirmed his heart and determined that Mo Wuyou was special to him. He seemed to really fall in love with her.

Since I fell in love with you, then... Don't worry, can you still run away? Even if you are Shen Sheng's, I will rob you!

Lengyan tasted the wine happily, but his eyes were determined to get it.

After Shen Sheng took Mo Wuyou to a place where there was no one, he immediately put her against the wall and asked in a deep voice, "when did you get familiar with Lengyan? Why did Lengyan call you a little apple?"

Mo Wuyou pushed Shen Sheng, but he couldn't open it. He simply gave up, but he was so close that she could feel the warmth of his speech, which made her think a little difficult.

Shen Sheng looked at Mo Wuyou and refused to answer. He was angry. He thought of Lengyan's eyes. He was even more angry. He couldn't help leaning closer to her: "if you don't speak again, I don't mind asking you in another way."

Mo Wuyou's back was close to the wall, his heart pounded, and he swallowed and spit nervously. It was not a big deal, so she honestly replied: "when my grandfather was in hospital, he often went to see my grandfather and cooked it once and twice. As for why he called me little apple, I don't know. I hate the nickname."

Shen Sheng looked at Mo Wuyou as if he were lying. He stared at her and lowered his voice: "stay away from him in the future, or I'll take care of you."

If it's someone else, Shen Sheng may not pay attention to it, but Lengyan is different. Although Lengyan's gentle surface often laughs, he is ruthless. He is by no means comparable to ordinary people. This kind of person is quite dangerous.

He doesn't want Mo Wuyou to be hurt at all.

But Mo Wuyou didn't know his painstaking efforts. When she saw Shen Sheng being so arbitrary and unreasonable, she was immediately unconvinced: "clean up me? How do you clean up? Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm so easy to bully?"

Just after she finished, Shen Sheng slapped her on the ass and said with some strength, "don't you have a long memory? Did I tell you not to resist me?"

Mo Wuyou covered his ass and scolded him angrily: "Why are you so domineering? I'm not your pet. You hit and scold when you say it? And... Can you change something new? Every time you either hit the head or spank your ass, is it annoying?"

Shen Sheng looked at Mo Wuyou's angry little face and pulled up an evil smile: "fresh? Of course."

With that, he suddenly put his hand on Mo Wuyou's leg. Mo Wuyou's body trembled for a moment, stared at him and said, "you... What are you doing? Don't mess around!"

Shen Sheng smiled gently, touched her bare thighs, and slowly went up. The smooth skin could be broken. His hands gradually became irregular, and even stretched into her skirt. He looked at her vaguely. There was a certain flame in her. His tone was hoarse: "is this fresh enough? Hmm? If you don't fight or scold, you should be satisfied?"

Mo Wuyou's face turned pale and red for a while. She was nervous and afraid. She tried to break his hand and wanted to stop him, but she couldn't break him. Seeing that he was about to touch his hip, she immediately gave up her arms and surrendered: "don't... don't... stop, I listen to you. Can't you stay away from the cold fireworks in the future?"

Shen Shengke controlled his strong desire and stopped. At this time, he even hoped that she wouldn't agree to be better. He could always go up and touch the ecstatic place. Now, alas

He found that every time he teased her, it was himself who suffered at last. He replied in a hoarse voice, "remember what you said."