Chapter 483

Hearing this, she wanted to laugh, but she held back. In a soft voice, she said solemnly, "no, Mr. Mo, your face is perfect, one in a million. How can you collide with others?"

Everyone around, "..."

Let's just say that No problem, but it's not too straight, too careless.

Mo Shiqian also looks down at her when he hears her. It's funny. He raises his hand and pats her on the back of the head.

After all, another face appeared in Chi Huan's mind

Speaking of Mo Shiqian's brother It really looks like him, especially the side face and honey, which she missed at the beginning. However, the idea just flashed by. After all, Mo Shichen was gone.

In this time, the dandies exchanged eyes, and under the strong eyes of the restaurant manager and even the warning that the facial muscles would twist up, they took the lead in looking at Chi Huan and went to them to apologize.

Although the face was reluctant to put it away, the expression was still very reluctant.

"I'm sorry, Mr. mo Just now, I really recognized the wrong person. You look a little like a poor man I know Cough, alone... "

The other was kicked over by Mo Qian when he was just being kicked over. It's probably a knock on his back. He kept pressing his hand all the time and said to Chi Huan reluctantly, "I didn't see you just now. I thought it was I just wanted to make a joke... "

The manager also acted as a middleman and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, it's really a misunderstanding You see, it's such a fine day today. Don't disturb your mood because of this little thing... "

Then he looked at Chi Huan again and said with a smile, "Miss Chi, you should be hungry too Do you want to eat first or not? This meal, we ask, is a compensation for what happened in our restaurant. "

It's not hard to see that the restaurant is closely connected with several people, maybe it's their family.

Chi Huan pursed her lips, reached out and pulled the man's clothes, looked up and said, "forget it Since they apologized, I'm really hungry. I'd better go to eat. "

Mo Shiqian looks down at her.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, he took her hand and walked to the place where she was going. He coldly dropped a sentence, "get out."

At last, those people seemed to have an attitude that they couldn't stand, but they were immediately dragged out by two people nearby.

After this little accident Almost all the people around are looking at them.

Mo Shiqian doesn't care. Chi Huan doesn't care. They sit down.

The restaurant quickly restored the original quiet and order.

Fortunately, their mood was not disturbed by this little episode.

Chi Huan usually doesn't eat much seafood. She was hungry. In addition, she felt a little fresh when she went on holiday. She ordered a large table at a time, whether she could eat it or not.

The man just casually ordered a few, see her cheerful appearance, also let her like.

He ordered a bottle of white wine.

A waitress came to open the bottles and pour them.

While Chi Huan was still studying the menu, the waitress gave ink first and fell modestly.

Mo Shiqian leaned back slightly, showing a relaxed state. He was looking at the small island in the distance that could only see one point, and the white seagulls on the nearby beach, making a lot of calls. In this place full of the sound of sea wind and waves, it seemed particularly harmonious.

The waitress inadvertently looked up at the man's side face and then opened her eyes wide.

The poured wine overflowed the glass without her noticing, until the liquid flowed out of the table and fell on the man's trousers. He frowned at the wetness and then turned around.

When Mo is modest and does not smile, his face will appear very cold. What's more, his voice will be cold and indifferent when he is gathering obviously unhappy mood and low pressure. It's frightening, "are you pouring wine?"

When Chi Huan heard his voice, he raised his head.

The waitress suddenly responded by looking at the liquid on the table and the dark suit on the man's leg. She was in a panic and put down the wine bottle in her hand, "I'm sorry, sir I'm really sorry. "

As she spoke, she found a piece of paper to wipe for the man.

Before the hand touched his leg, he taught the man to buckle his wrist.

The waitress was a very young girl. She looked at him timidly and said, "I'm sorry, sir I'll wipe it for you. The paper can absorb water You can suck a little. "

Mo Shiqian looks at her with no expression. "Wipe? Where to wipe? "

It's just the thigh and crotch that are splashed with wine

Where can a woman's hands touch.

Chi Huan quietly closed the menu and looked at the girl in the uniform waiter's clothes. She was about 25 years old. She was not a beautiful face, a small round face, her skin was still tender, her eyes were big, and her eyes were round. She looked very lovely.It radiates a kind of pure natural harmless and pitiful.

"I'm sorry," she said

Mo Shiqian withdrew her hand and said indifferently, "I haven't met a waiter who can't even pour wine, but I've seen many low-level means and women who want to attract my attention in a variety of ways."

"I I'm not, I'm not I just Thinking about something else, that's why I'm sorry, sir

Mo Shiqian stared at her and asked, "what do you think?"

Chi Huan, who hasn't spoken, looks at him in a daze.

A few seconds later, she pursed her lips and said, "come on, she may be a new comer, or you may be so handsome that people are fascinated. Are your pants wet..." Do you want to change it and try to find a way to dry it? "

Mo Shiqian didn't answer her words or even look at her, as if he didn't hear her.

His eyes and eyes fell on the woman's helpless face. He seemed to be patient, but his tone was even colder. "I ask you, what are you thinking?"

Chi Huan looks at the man opposite to him, and then at the girl standing there. Suddenly, he has an absurd feeling.

This scene is just like the old-fashioned idol drama many years ago.

She is a lucky witness outside the play, and she is an unfortunate cannon fodder passerby a inside the play.

She didn't speak, just looked at them lightly.

Women are nervous and speechless. Men are aloof and dignified. They don't want to let it go. There is a huge power gap between them.

It was not until Chi Huanxin's hunger came again that she lifted her eyelids and said in a faint, smiling voice, "Mo is always not interested in others. I didn't see you splashing a glass of wine when you were worried that your pants were wet, and I was holding them tightly."