Chapter 154

A 33 year old woman is beautiful, rich and capable. She has experienced both men and women.

Go to the bar also took the initiative to chat up countless times, this kind of thing, already familiar with.

There is no young woman's pretense.

By the chance of clinking the cup, her finger gently scratched another thick finger, which was quite different from her, and her body also leaned over. Her eyes were like silk, "Mr. Chu, are you going to my house or your house tonight?"

This is a sentence full of sexual hints.

Then, Chu Jin but body back, lean against the back of the chair, good whole with spare time of looking at her: "go to the home why?"

Yao Jing thought it was a success and laughed: "if President Chu likes hotels, it's OK. President Chu doesn't have to worry. We are both adult men and women, and we won't force you to be responsible just because of a one night stand."

Chu Jin put down the cup, stood up from the position, "I'm not interested in calf eating old grass, let alone..."

He looked up and down at Yao Jing. She was very beautiful. She had a charming charm that young women didn't have. "I never touch a woman who doesn't know how to keep herself clean. I'm afraid she's sick."

Yao Jing had never been so humiliated. She was so angry that she completely forgot their different identities.

"Chu Jin, you are so to me, not afraid I give Shen Yi Qiao small shoes to wear?"

Chu Jin disdained sneer, "Mo Beiting even his wife can't protect, that eat excrement got."

"Wife?" Now, it's Yao Jingmeng's turn, "you say, Shen Yiqiao is mo Dong's... Wife?"

"What do you think?"

If it wasn't for Yiqiao, he didn't want to say a word more with this kind of woman.

Yao Jingmu's expression is a little funny.

A see her appearance, Chu Jin immediately understood.

Mo Beiting didn't disclose his relationship with Yi Qiao.

He snorted, "it's really a shit eater."

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Mo Beiting took Yi Qiao all the way out of the small courtyard, got on the car, his face was still taut.

The driver also noticed that the atmosphere was abnormal, and he was quiet all the way, trying to reduce the sense of existence.

Yi Qiao leaned against the back of the chair. She didn't want to talk, but Mo Beiting gave her a cold look, and then she asked, "how do you live in the small court?"

"You did? Can you go, can't I? "

Yi Qiao is choked by his words and can't answer them. Anyway, she doesn't want to chat with him. She simply sleeps with her eyes closed.

Later, Yi Qiao answered Shi Sheng's phone, so she didn't go to see Mo Beiting's black face.

"When will you come to see me, little bitch?"

Shi Sheng is coquettishing over there.

Although the mobile phone was not opened, Mo Beiting sat beside her and naturally listened to Shi Sheng's words. He glanced at her again with a cold look.

Yi Qiao ignored him automatically.

Mo Beiting's brain is absolutely sick.

She slightly shrunk, most of the body toward the side by the window, "you are in the United States, you know so much about the domestic network language, also know little bitches."

Yiqiao is very quiet when she calls. The corners of her lips are slightly raised. The light and shadow of the neon light are reflected on her face. There is a kind of peace of years.

Mo Beiting saw her for the first time.

No thorn, no cynical irony, no sharp indifference!

The whole person is like a piece of jade with warm light.

He's kind of in a trance!

Shi Sheng sat cross legged on the bed: "I am in the United States, not isolated from the world, but I always pay attention to the domestic trend."

She may be going home.

It hasn't been decided yet, so she thought about it and didn't tell Yiqiao.

When women talk to each other, there is no boundary.

Even the most amorous women are no exception.

From cosmetics to work, to travel and star gossip.

The car was parked in the garden of the villa. When the driver got out of the car and opened the door, Mo Beiting raised his sleeve and looked down at his watch.

It's been half an hour!

When Shen Yiqiao faced him, he had never been so pleasant, let alone so many words.

He got out of the car with a straight face.

Open the door, Mo Beiting didn't turn on the light, changed his shoes and went straight up to the second floor.

The emergency light is on in the living room, so you can't miss your fingers.

Behind me.

Shen Yiqiao and Shi Sheng are still on the phone.

Halfway up the stairs, Yi Qiao looked up at Mo Beiting's straight back and asked, "do you have a pen?"

"In the study, get it yourself."

He went straight back to his room.

Yi Qiao came to Mo Beiting's study for the first time. The color is simple and generous. A bookcase with half of the wall, a black desk, a matching sofa and a tea table are all available.

Just like his character, he is rigorous, steady and calm.

She took the pen and looked for the white paper. She did not find a circle on the table.

There were many documents, and she didn't know which were useful or useless, so she didn't move them.

"Shi Sheng, wait a minute. I'll look for the paper."

Yi Qiao opened the top drawer, the first thing to see was a sealed kraft paper bag.

Seeing the words above, she could not help curling up with her fingers holding the drawer handle.