Su Mozheng's face burned red with a bang because of his provocative movements and words. She didn't want to offend the big shot behind her, but the sense of humiliation in her heart rose even more intensely, forcing Su Mozheng to have to
He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, what do you want from me?" This time, not even the honorific was used.
His breath was ambiguous and hot and moist on Su Mozheng's neck, and his chest was pressed tightly against her back. She was like a lamb falling into a wolf's den, trapped between his chest and the facade.
"How about being my woman?" the man on the back said in a low voice. Even though he spoke Chinese very well, Su Mozheng was still sensitive to the accent of a foreigner.
Something seemed to flash through her mind. This voice was very familiar to her. Had she heard it somewhere?
"Impossible!" She answered simply, but after she finished speaking, she almost wanted to bite off her tongue, and said tactfully again: "Boss, I don't know if you are joking on me, but, for a reputable person like you,
There will be no shortage of women around you. I don’t think you would find a waiter like me, would you?" Her mind kept thinking about the people she had met before, and where she must have seen this voice.
Pass!
"Tsk -" the man behind her chuckled, but his hands were still wandering restlessly on her body, "How are you sure that I won't find you? At least, for now, I am full of sexual desire for you.
,interesting-" The tip of his tongue ambiguously swept over her small white jade ears, and he emphasized those two words specially.
Su Mozheng shrank her neck sensitively. In extreme panic, she finally shouted without fear of death, "If I guessed correctly, we must have met before, right!?" She shouted this loudly.
As she spoke, she could clearly feel the fingers wandering around her body pause, and then the atmosphere became sluggish.
In the suffocating darkness, the man clinging to her back was finally willing to leave her body.
The confusing aura dissipated, and Su Mozheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before she could react, the lights in the room suddenly turned on. The dazzling crystal lights seemed to be powered by a hundred thousand volts of electricity. Su Mozheng quickly covered her eyes with the back of her hands, like a clown after a play.
, extremely embarrassed.
"Baby, do you like our meeting again?" In front of you, the man spread his palms, and his smiling and joking voice coupled with the bright expression on his face made Su Mozheng, who took away his hands, utter a surprised sound.
"It's you!" Her tone was a bit shocked, then angry, and she turned around and was about to pull the door handle.
"It's useless, so don't waste your efforts!" He went back to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine, and before sitting down on the sofa, he kindly reminded her, "This is a fingerprint lock, you can't get out!"
The white shag carpet was pure white with no gaps. Yuchi Yu casually threw off his slippers and sat down on the off-white Italian sofa. The transparent coffee table with steel diamonds sat on it with two goblets.
He poured himself a glass of red wine comfortably, then filled the empty glass, patted the sofa beside him, and said to her, "Are you interested in having a drink with me?"
This is a negotiation, but he has locked the door. Does she have a second option?
Su Mozheng stood at the door, watching the latter take a sip of red wine contentedly, and stretched out his tongue to lightly lick his lower lip. There was an endless smile hidden in his dark brown peach blossom eyes.
She suppressed the anger in her heart and looked back at him with a smile on her face, "How dare I not drink it now that Mr. Yu has told me to do so? I don't want to make me lose face again because of your harmless jokes.
Do whatever you can to do it."
"Oh, no," her bright eyes turned, and there was a bad element hidden in her laughter. She suddenly realized, "It's the boss, that's right!"
"Has anyone told you that men, no matter what, don't like women who are too smart?" His thin lips were pressed against the crystal cup, but his peripheral vision did not miss any expression on her face.
"Then has anyone told you that women don't like men who are too sentimental?" She took the red wine from him unceremoniously and sat on the other side of the sofa.
"Tsk -" Yu Chiyu shook his head and laughed, tilting his head in her direction. He didn't see it clearly that time in the box, but this time he saw it clearly. Her facial features were very detailed, like those from Jiangnan.
Like the classical beauties emerging from splash-ink paintings. He is not very clear about Chinese culture, but the old man in his family likes it very much, so he is also a little bit influenced by it. "You seem to know me very well, can I think in disguise -
—”
"Do you like me?" His last note was very low, and Su Mozheng's heart skipped a beat. It had to be said that the man in front of her did have the ability to captivate women. But that didn't include her.
"It's too easy to see your infatuation. It doesn't require a deep understanding." She looked at him without hesitation. He was wearing a dark shirt. The fine stitches on the collar and the dark patterns on the cuffs could be seen.
It was worth a lot of money and must be a work by a famous artist. She thought to herself, who is this man?
"As for me liking you, I can only say that you are too narcissistic." Su Mozheng sneered coldly, not giving any face to her, "There are always some men like this in the world who think that their admirers and admirers are too
There are so many people, so I always confidently think that women all over the world should like him." She sipped the red wine carefully, feeling a little bitter, "I can understand such a man, but it doesn't mean that I am willing to be one of them.
One member."
"Are you always so thorny when you talk to people?" There was a bit of complaint in his voice, but his pair of dark brown peach blossom eyes looked at her with interest, as if he had discovered some kind of treasure.
"I'm glad you still have some self-awareness. My attitude is only aimed at you." Su Mozheng hated this mixed-race man from the beginning. Their Liangzi, ever since his humiliating kneeling, has been
Having already formed a bond, there is no way she can maintain a rational attitude toward such a scumbag.
"Are you still brooding about that matter?" He asked doubtfully, with something unknown flashing in his eyes.
"I ask you to kneel down for me, can you not care about it!?" She asked through gritted teeth, and drank the red wine in the glass in one breath. The bitter liquid slowly swallowed her throat. She never knew that red wine was so difficult.
drink.
"Tsk, tsk, this is Lafite from 1982, how can you drink like this?" He shook his head and sighed, as if he really regretted this small glass of red wine.
Su Mozheng mocked: "Since it is wine, it is naturally for people to drink. Does it matter how you drink it? Since you can't bear to part with it, you shouldn't have taken it out in the first place!" She placed the crystal cup heavily on the coffee table, wiped the corner of her mouth and stood up.
He stood up, looked down at the man lying on his back on the sofa and said: "Boss, you came to me today, didn't you come to me to talk about old times? If so, then I won't accompany you. I'm sorry, I don't have time, I'm very tired