C19 President Mo We Meet Again

Suddenly, from the other side of the corridor, a rhythmic, lazy round of applause rang out. "Pah — — pah — pah —" The applause gradually drew near. Accompanied by the applause was a low, lazy male voice: "Young Master Qin sure is a good singer."

Qin Yu, who was in a rage, heard this voice and shuddered. Her grip on Han Xiaoxiao's neck began to loosen as she turned her head to look at the approaching person, "President Mo?"

Han Xiaoxiao's breathing became smoother. She forcefully lifted Qin Yu's hand that was pinching her neck and looked at Mo Zhan. She bent over and coughed lightly to catch her breath. It was hard to tell what kind of emotion came over her, but her thoughts were as confused as her breathing.

Mo Zhan was already standing in front of Qin Yu and mocked her lazily: "Continue, why are you stopping? Let's see if Young Master Qin's acting skills are enough to bring back this little gold person. "

Golden Man? Han Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the side, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Previously, Qin Yu had lost all rationality due to Han Xiaoxiao's scolding and ridicule, but now, her face had stiffened to the extreme. However, she had no choice but to smile: "President Mo is joking, Qin Yu just lost her composure a moment ago, please don't let him down."

Everyone in the circle knew Mo Zhan's cold personality. Most of them stayed away from him. He, Qin Yu, had never dared to confront him head on.

"He lost his composure for a moment?" Mo Zhan mocked him and said slowly, "I remember that Young Master Qin seems to not be temporary, but rather frequent. "Last time at my Di Hao, if I'm not mistaken, it should be Young Master Qin as well, right?"

The three people present all understood what he meant.

Qin Yu was so embarrassed that her face was about to crack open. She felt a chill running up her back, and her palms began to sweat. She had to quickly hide away from him at this moment and accompany his cracked smile, saying, "I still have things to do. Let's go first. We can have a chat when we're free."

Mo Zhan looked at Qin Yu from under his eyelids and casually reached out his hand.

Qin Yu turned around and glared at Han Xiaoxiao from the corner of her eyes, then she nodded politely at Mo Zhan and left quickly. Stepping forward a few steps, with a face full of regret, he allowed Han Xiaoxiao to escape once again! It was always Mo Zhan!

Han Xiaoxiao was still holding onto the wall to calm her breathing. She glared fiercely at Qin Yu's departing back, wishing that she could pierce through him.

He stood up and looked at Mo Zhan: "Thank you." He didn't expect to meet Qin Yu and Mo Zhan in succession for a meal.

Today, she finally experienced what it meant to be enemies on a narrow path, what it meant to be a coincidence that a book was not written.

Mo Zhan crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned against the wall. He smiled lazily and squinted, "My maid, you came to this high-class private restaurant to date that trash, Qin Yu, when I'm not home?"

Of course he knew that she couldn't possibly be here to meet Qin Yu. He was just curious as to who she would meet in this high-class private restaurant, so it couldn't possibly be herself.

Han Xiaoxiao had originally felt a trace of gratitude towards him for suddenly appearing and saving her, but his words had completely uprooted that trace of gratitude, causing it to rapidly wither. The angry little flame once again emitted a whizzing sound.

He clearly saw with his own eyes that Qin Yu wished she could kill him, and she wanted to twist him into her date with Qin Yu! This man wouldn't be able to see her even for a moment!

Since she couldn't mess around with him now, Lin Xiao and Chu Zimo were still waiting for her.

He glanced at Mo Zhan and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first." He withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

How could Mo Zhan let her off so easily? He still didn't know who she came to the restaurant with.

With a step, he grabbed her arm and gently pulled her to the side, trapping her between the wall and him.

The tip of his nose rubbed against the tip of his nose, his eyes met eyes, and his lips were only a millimeter away. Mo Zhan opened his mouth and brushed it across Han Xiaoxiao's lips, "Little maid, you will be punished if you carry me to have a private meeting with your lover."

His soft, low voice and deliberate intimacy bewitched Han Xiaoxiao.

Her heart was pounding and she was about to burst out of her throat, but she tried her best to control herself. She tried her best to hold onto her rationality as she breathed in disordered air and lightly turned her face to the side, "I'm not. I'm just here for a meal with a friend."

"Who?" Mo Zhan's lips were pressed against her ear, the sound line gently vibrated her eardrums, a sharp itch went all the way to Han Xiaoxiao's heart.

Her breathing stopped, and she stretched her neck nervously, trying to moisten her throat, only to find that her mouth was dry and devoid of anything.

He could only speak hoarsely, "It has nothing to do with you." His confidence was gone.

What a great 'it has nothing to do with you', challenging Mo Zhan's limit. The corner of his mouth curled up with a trace of evil, sticking close to her ear bones. "Then I'll let you know now whether or not it has anything to do with me."

With these words, he pulled Han Xiaoxiao's head over, tilted her head slightly, and sucked her lips into his mouth.

He wasn't irritable, he was just teasing him patiently.

Her body pressed her gently against the wall, fitting her perfectly. The hands around her waist also lifted the hem of her T-shirt, sticking to her smooth skin at the waist line.

Han Xiaoxiao was unfamiliar with matters of the heart. She had been with Mo Zhan only a few times, and her body seemed to have accepted him as its master.

At this moment, every inch of her body could clearly feel the strength and heat of Mo Zhan's muscles as she stuck close to his firm and flexible body. She remembered the throbbing when she combined her body with Mo Zhan's.

Mo Zhan was surprisingly gentle. She was easily bewitched and mesmerized by him. Following his rhythm, her breathing became a mess.

While his mind was wandering, his body also uncontrollably leaned towards Ye Zichen, as if he was trying to get more from Ye Zichen.

Han Xiaoxiao's reason had already drifted away, but Mo Zhan was still conscious. He clearly understood her uncontrollable initiative, so he stuck close to Han Xiaoxiao's lips with a satisfied smile. He slid to her ear, teased her sensitive earlobe and whispered: "Wife, does it have anything to do with me?"

Han Xiaoxiao trembled with excitement as her mind slowly returned to its original position.

His "wife" caused her heart to soften, but the problems that followed caused her heart to soften into a pulp.

He suddenly came to realize that the reason he was teasing her was to force her to submit to him, and to make her allow him to flatten her as he pleased.

Annoyed, she frowned and pushed him away. "Go away!"

Mo Zhan only shook slightly and grabbed both of her hands, nailing them to the wall. He smiled at her but did not say anything. There was a trace of happiness that Han Xiaoxiao could not understand floating in his eyes.

Han Xiaoxiao pressed her body close to Mo Zhan with her forced open position. She panted angrily and glared at him. "What on earth do you want?" It seemed like her daydreams to live in peace with him!

Mo Zhan slightly opened his mouth and was about to speak …

"Xiaoxiao." A calm voice came from the other end of the corridor, and both of them turned to look at the source of the voice.

Han Xiaoxiao's mind buzzed. She was a little dazed as she called out softly, "Chu Zimo …"

Wu Junyi narrowed his eyes and let go of Han Xiaoxiao. He turned around slowly and looked at Chu Zimo, who was walking towards them.

Chu Zimo's face was cold and his eyes that had always been calm were filled with anger. He quickly approached the two of them with steady steps.

He had been waiting in the room for too long. The food was cold and Han Xiaoxiao still hadn't come back. If it wasn't for the fact that he was worried that it would be inconvenient for her to cut her leg, he would have come out to take a look and didn't know that she was being bullied by Mo Zhan.

Han Xiaoxiao looked at Mo Zhan and then at Chu Zimo, who had already walked up to them. She was at a complete loss and did not know what to do. This was not the situation she wanted to see.

Chu Zimo walked in front of Mo Zhan and stared at him coldly. He reached out his hand to pull Han Xiaoxiao behind him, "President Mo, we meet again."

Mo Zhan glanced at Chu Zimo's hand that was holding onto Han Xiaoxiao, the corner of his mouth curled up a little more, and two swirls gradually appeared in his deep eyes. "President Chu, I think I said that you better not take special care of my woman."

Han Xiaoxiao finally came back to her senses and realized that her hand was in Chu Zimo's palm. She hurriedly tried to break free.

Chu Zimo loosened his grip on her and stared coldly at Mo Zhan. "President Mo, since you said that Xiaoxiao is your woman, then please treat her well."

Mo Zhan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Which eye of President Chu saw that I didn't treat her well? I am intimate with my own woman, do I need to ask for your help, President Chu? "

Chu Zimo choked on Mo Zhan's words. This was his weakness. Mo Zhan had said that Han Xiaoxiao was his woman, but Han Xiaoxiao had never once denied it.

And he, Chu Zimo, had no right to care about other people's personal affairs.

The impulse from before was also because of the reluctance on Han Xiaoxiao's face.

The two men stared at each other in silence. The atmosphere gradually became tense. It was as if Han Xiaoxiao was having goosebumps on her back.

A soft female voice came from behind Mo Zhan, "Zhan, why haven't you come back after so long? Why are you still waiting for me?"

The voice entered Han Xiaoxiao's eardrums. Her spine stiffened and her eyes uncontrollably stared at the approaching person.

Who else could it be other than the charming Bai Ruo?

When Bai Ruo clearly saw the situation in front of her, the smile on her face flickered as she quickly composed herself, leisurely walking towards the trio with a smile on her face, looking as graceful as a willow tree.

He walked to the side of Mo Zhan and naturally put his arm around Chu Zimo's shoulder. He greeted Chu Zimo with a smile, "President Chu, it's rare to see you here."

Chu Zimo was expressionless as he stared coldly at Mo Zhan. "Miss Bai, you've come at just the right time."

Bai Ruo was stunned for a moment. The smile on her face began to loosen as she looked at Mo Zhan, but she couldn't see anything.

She didn't know anything about what had happened before, so she naturally didn't understand the situation between Chu Zimo and Mo Zhan.

He could only change the awkward look on her face and looked at Han Xiaoxiao who was standing behind Chu Zimo. He asked in bewilderment, "Zhan, isn't this your maid? How did you have the time to come to this place to eat? "

Han Xiaoxiao's face stiffened. This woman was here to cause trouble! No wonder Lin Xiao said she was a fox spirit.

"That's none of your business."

Mo Zhan's cold words made Bai Ruo feel ashamed, and the hand holding his arm was stiff.

There was only silence and awkwardness in the corridor.

Seeing that the farce couldn't end, Han Xiaoxiao's calm voice came from behind Chu Zimo, "President Chu, let's go. I'm hungry."