Mysterious president, get away from me!

"Hello, everyone." Mo Ling smiles and nods to the thousands.

"Since it's Janie's elder sister, it's our elder sister. Elder sister, if you're late, you'll be punished for three drinks." A woman in a long dress said with a smile.

"Yes, Janie's late too. She'll be punished for drinking too."

Mo Jiani had no choice but to smile, "well, well, drink, you bad friends."

A male publicist reached for a clean wine glass with great vision. Unexpectedly, a slender hand was a step faster than him.

"Thank you. I'll do it myself."

Mo Ling smiles a little, takes away the wine cup from the male public relations hand, while he is in a daze, quickly hides a white towel on the table into his sleeve.

She wore a long sleeve dress tonight.

"Ah, big sister is straightforward. I'll pour the wine for my sister. " A round faced girl smilingly picked up a bottle of red wine and poured half a glass for Mo Ling.

"Thank you." Mo Ling light smile, turned to face the crowd, "I'm glad to meet you little sister, I'm not good wine, dare not drink more, drink half a cup to apologize, hope little sisters don't mind."

Her voice is gentle and amiable, her smile is genial, and she shows a good upbringing. She is just like a European aristocrat. Even her drinking is very elegant. Many thousands of people are stunned. They didn't expect that this "unmarried first pregnant dissolute woman" is so beautiful and charming.

As she said, she only drank half a glass, then put down the glass gracefully, and everyone no longer paid attention to her, and turned their eyes to Mo Jiani, "Jiani, the elder sister has already drunk, you also want to drink."

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone looked away, Maureen quickly vomited all the red wine in her mouth onto the towel hidden in her sleeve. Red wine infected the towel and the sleeves. Fortunately, she was wearing dark clothes, which were not conspicuous.

Women, don't drink what others give you. She learned this five years ago.

After three rounds of drinking, the girls are more and more crazy. They have already played the game of letting the male public relations dance striptease. Mo Ling is not interested in watching it. She nestles in the sofa with her right hand holding her forehead and pretending to be drunk. But her left hand takes out a beetle sized thing from her pocket and hides it in the corner of the sofa. Don't underestimate this little thing. It's very useful.

Mo Jiani glanced at Mo Ling and saw her blurred eyes and blush on her cheek. She really thought she was drunk. After all, there was something added in the bottle of red wine.

"Ah Wei, go over there and accompany my sister." Mojani pushed and hugged the man named avi.

Ah Wei raised an evil smile from the corner of his lips. "Yes, my queen."

He stroked his expensive suit and walked to Maureen gracefully. He bent slightly and extended his right hand gracefully. His voice was gentle and magnetic. "Beautiful princess, you don't seem very comfortable. What can I do for you?"

Mo Ling slowly raised his head and looked at him vaguely, "Knight?"

"Yes, your knight avi, my royal highness."

Mo Ling frowned painfully, "my head is a little dizzy, maybe drunk."

"I'll help you to rest." Avi bent down to support her arm and lifted her up from the sofa. He behaved properly without half blasphemy, just like the most loyal knight, which made people feel relieved.

Maureen helped himself to a rest room by avi. As soon as the door of the rest room was closed, there were only two of them left in the room. Avi immediately changed.

"Your Highness, let me wait for you to go to bed." His soft voice in her ears around, suddenly holding her, will her pressure in the room that is too big bed.

Mo Ling suddenly opened his eyes, cold eyes straight straight to him, red lips opened, cold to spit out two words, "seek death!"

Mo Ling sneered. Before the man could react, he had already kicked him away. The man screamed and hit the wall. The huge sound of collision mixed with the cry of man's pain was heard all the time.

"It's too noisy."

Maureen long legs a step, turn over to the ground, stepping on high heels, a face indifferent to the man lying on the ground howling close.

"No one has taught you not to touch a woman who is unconscious?" She raised the man's chin with two fingers, just like a high queen, disdaining to hook her lips, "as a cowherd, there is no professional ethics, you ah, it's really contemptible."

"You... I..." the man's face turned red and white. He wanted to say something, but he finally bit his teeth and didn't say anything.

"If you don't tell me, I know it's morgani who asked you to treat me well, right?" Mo Ling wiped her fingers carefully with the towel hidden between her sleeves and said carelessly, "if you don't want to get into trouble, just be smart and pretend nothing happened. Do you understand?"

Obviously, it was very simple, and she didn't use any means to bully him. However, Ah Wei felt from her awe inspiring momentum that this woman was very dangerous and could not be provoked by him. He clenched his teeth and whispered, "... Got it."

Mo Ling threw the towel aside and said, "what else does she want you to do? Secretly taking videos? Where is the pinhole camera hidden? "

She guessed it! Avi replied stiffly, "hide over the curtains."

"You can climb up to the bed and have a quiet sleep." Mo Ling coldly left this sentence, no longer look at him, stood up, Shi ran went to the place where the pinhole camera was installed, destroyed the camera and left.

The sound of high-heeled shoes knocked on the corridor of the box. Maureen looked straight ahead and walked toward the bathroom coldly.

Before we got to the bathroom door, a lazy voice with evil smile came from behind, "are you Jani's sister Maureen?"

Mo Ling turns around slowly and looks at the man approaching her behind. He has a handsome face, but the smile on his face is too hypocritical and uncomfortable. He unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, revealing his strong chest. His hands were idly inserted in his trouser pockets. At first glance, he knew that he was not a decent person.

Mo Ling eyes slightly a MI, light way, "you, is mo Jiani's fiance Pei Wenxuan?"

"Ah, you know me. It's my great honor to be remembered by a beautiful woman like you."

Speaking, Pei Wenxuan has come to her side, he picked pick eyebrows, smile rather than smile to approach her, deeply took a breath, "really fragrant, like orchid elegant, with you very match."

Mo Ling stepped back, opened the distance between them, and said faintly, "Mr. Pei, if you are here to meet Mo Jiani, she is in box 105."

"She's playing games with her friends. What did I do?"

Pei Wenxuan disdained to curl his mouth, and his eyes were staring at Mo Ling's beautiful face. "I came to you specially, dear sister."

"Mr. Pei, please respect yourself!"

"Don't be so ruthless, sister. I've been in love with you ever since I saw your picture at morgani." Pei Wenxuan confided affectionately and approached her, "I know you're coming to the bachelor party tonight, so I've come to see you. You see, I really like you..."

He stretched out his right hand and tried to touch Mo Ling's cheek, but she dodged him again. Her brow frowned more tightly, and her tone was severe. "Pei Wenxuan, I warn you, get away quickly, otherwise, I can't promise what you will do!"

"No matter what you do to me, I will be happy with it..."

Pei Wenxuan has been bewildered. Even when he saw her frowning brow and disgusting face, he felt as beautiful as heaven. The smile on his face made Mo Ling feel sick.

Mo Jiani is going to marry such a dissolute and lustful young man. Mo Ling really doesn't know whether to sympathize with her or congratulate her.

What does Mo Ling think of, the eyebrow of tiny Cu slowly Shu spreads out, sexy labial horn hooked hook, "don't worry, be inferior to, we play some stimulation?"

"Well, you say, how do you want to play?"

Mo Ling picked to pick eyebrow, smile not to smile, "go to private room first, I don't like toilet this kind of place."

"Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go now." Pei Wenxuan was almost excited.

"Well, here it is." Mo Ling leads Pei Wenxuan to the door of a rest room and opens it thoughtfully, "please come in."

Pei Wenxuan said that he naturally extended his arm to make an invitation gesture, with a romantic smile, "ladies first."

"Let you go in, you go in, what do you do with so much nonsense?" Mo Ling's face changed, and suddenly stepped back two steps. He kicked him on his ass and kicked him into the rest room.

There was a loud thump, and the hapless Mr. Pei was pitifully lying on the carpet and screaming.

"You're crazy. What are you kicking me for?"

"Don't you mean to play some exciting games? Isn't that exciting enough? " Mo Ling stood in front of Pei Wenxuan with high heels, one foot on his finger, and said coldly, "this hand almost touched me just now, I don't like it very much!"

As soon as the voice fell, her feet suddenly forced, and the sharp heel of the high-heeled shoes crushed on his finger bone. He screamed in pain. The scream spread to the outside of the corridor through the crack of the door, and attracted the attention of a passing man.

Mo Ling frowned and looked at the man lying on the ground with no image. "It's really ugly. It's like killing a pig..."

Pei Wenxuan said angrily, "you crazy woman, I won't let you go!"

"Well, I'll wait." Mo Ling didn't bother to entangle with him. She suddenly looked up and looked at the absurdly large bed. Her fluffy quilt was high and there was a person vaguely hidden. She said faintly, "Hey, Mr. knight, don't pretend to sleep. I know you are awake. This man is yours, so you can serve him. "

"Say, woman, what do you want to do?"

Pei Wenxuan roared and resisted. Mo Ling let him resist and kicked him on his chest and back. Finally, Mo Ling grabbed his back collar, dragged him and threw him on the bed.

"Crazy girl, I won't let you go! You wait and see! "

Mo Ling left Pei Wenxuan's roaring voice behind him and waved his hand gracefully, "I wish you a good dream tonight. Good night."

"Dead woman, I will kill you!"

When she comes to the door, she can still hear Pei Wenxuan's abusive voice. Mo Ling sarcastically hooks her lips and slams the door. Next, she just sends a text message to tell Mo Jiani that, ha ha, a good play will be staged.

Without delay, she took out her mobile phone, moved her finger on the screen quickly, and sent out a text message, "Jani, I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll go home first, and you'll come back early."

"All right, it's done. Go home."

She snapped her fingers and put the mobile phone back in her pocket. Just after taking two steps, an arm suddenly stretched out from behind, grabbed her waist and dragged her into a broad and strong chest. The faint smell of wine ran into her nose, and she frowned in disgust.