Luo Xiao stood behind Fu Qingshuang, and when he saw this scene, his hanging hands involuntarily clenched into fists.

Xiao Ran didn't push him away......

In the bathroom, when he was about to kiss her, the kind of resistance and rejection in Xiao Ran's eyes, he didn't seem to see it in her now.

Is it because she is used to Mo Nanjue's touch?

The lobby of the hotel was silent, and no one dared to break the lingering kiss that was being staged.

After a while, a kiss ended.

Mo Nanjue raised his handsome face, the tip of the man's tongue touched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly hooked up a sneer, looking at the hotel manager, "This quality of red wine, you are embarrassed to sell it?"

"Jue, Jue Shao," the hotel manager dared to provoke him, and half of his soul dropped when he heard the words, "Let's change it immediately, and this will all be removed," he glared angrily at the waiter on the side, "What are you still standing for, all of them are removed!"

"Yes, yes......"

"Don't," but unexpectedly, Mo Nanjue raised his hand to stop it, and hugged Tong Ran's arm tightly, "I don't blame you for taking it out and selling it, but knowing that it is inferior wine, I still use it to splash people, this is the biggest mistake." ”

As he spoke, the man moved his gaze to Fu Qingshuang, holding Tong Ran's shoulder with his index finger and drawing circles along the pattern of her blouse, his voice could not hear joy and anger, "Mrs. Luo, what do you say?"

Unlike others who call her Miss Fu, Mo Nanjue calls Mrs. Luo.

This sentence of Mrs. Luo has a profound meaning, and the purpose is to connect things with Fu and Luo Xiao.

How could he easily let go of someone who had gambled with him alone?

Fu Qingshuang was shocked when she heard this.

She was still holding the flask of red wine that was splashed on Tong Ran, and after Tong Ran walked out, Luo Xiao said a few words to her coldly, she couldn't get angry, shook off Luo Xiao's hand, and rushed out......

But he never thought that the moment he splashed Tong Dye, Mo Nanjue just came!

Fu Qingshuang secretly clenched her fists, really unlucky!

"Why, Mrs. Luo doesn't speak?" Mo Nanjue looked at her with a light smile, but what was revealed in those peach blossom eyes was a terrifying cold light, "Isn't it that your brain is not clear when you splash, so you can't remember it at this time?"

Fu Qingshuang pursed her lips, and also knew that Mo Nanjue was not a master to be messed with, besides, looking at this situation, Mo Nanjue didn't seem to know the relationship between Luo Dao Luo Xiao and Tong Ran.

As far as Fu Qingshuang is concerned, he definitely doesn't want Mo Nanjue to know the Dao, because if he does, if Mo Nanjue really minds or investigates it, it will be Luo Xiao and Fu Shi who are unlucky.

Although she hates Tong Ran, she loves Luo Xiao deeply, so she will never do anything that is unfavorable to Luo Xiao.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingshuang put the empty wine jug in his hand on the tray of the waiter next to him, and looked at Mo Nanjue, "Jue Shao, this matter is a misunderstanding, and the truth is not what you see." ”

"Oh?" the man raised his eyebrows with interest, "what is that, Mrs. Law might as well come and hear it." ”

"It's not Miss Tong that I'm going to splash," Fu Qingshuang said, turning the conversation around and pointing directly at Pei Ruoshui, "It's her." ”

When Pei Ruoshui heard her say this, he must have refused, and retorted, "What are you throwing me for?"

Fu Qingshuang was not afraid of offending Pei Ruoshui at all, and she was sure that she would not dare to do anything to herself, so she had no scruples, and blurted out, "Because a woman like you is not worthy of being with my brother." ”