A pair of nubuck leather shoes blocked her in front of her, a simple but identious style, and the small logo letters on the upper were exclusive to Mo's family.

The two letters ML are the abbreviations of Mo Yiming and Leng Qiange, which makes Mo Yiming an exclusive brand for the Mo family, which can only be used by the Mo family.

The shoe styles are custom-made by world-class masters, and money can't buy them.

Mo Qingcheng swallowed his saliva weakly, and went up along a pair of straight thighs wrapped in suit pants...... Leng Ziyu's face was extremely cold.

"Hehe...... Mo Qingcheng raised his right hand stiffly, waved it, and sneered: "Brother, what a coincidence, are you also playing here?"

"Are you socializing here?" she pretended to look around, and quickly stood up and prepared to slip away: "Then I won't bother you, go back first......"

Before Mo Chengcheng stepped out of the door, Leng Ziyu grabbed her by the collar and dragged her back directly. Leaning against the wall, he looked at her coldly: "Mo Qingcheng, is it too good for you, I don't know how thick the sky is?"

"What?" Mo Qingcheng blinked innocently and looked at him blankly: "What are you talking about, I don't understand......"

Coming to the bar with friends, Mo Chengcheng deliberately painted a smoky makeup. Her facial features are very delicate, she wears heavy makeup but does not look abrupt, and her dark red lipstick has a special taste, mysterious and sexy, like the queen of the dark night. However, the way she looked at Leng Ziyu pitifully now was a little out of tune......

Leng Ziyu glanced at her up and down, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes: "What are you wearing here?"

A bright red backless dress, the skirt is so short that you can quickly see the scenery under the skirt when you bend down. This damn girl is really lawless!

Leng Ziyu grabbed her hair, without much force, but deliberately scattered her long hair, letting the hair fall down to cover her smooth back.

"And what are you painting on your face?" Leng Ziyu looked displeased, and his tone was a little serious: "Give you three minutes, and go wash it off immediately." ”

"Oh~" Mo Qingcheng knew that he was wrong, and he didn't refute his words. Pouting in a dejected manner, he walked into the bathroom next to him.

Leng Ziyu glanced at the bodyguards around him, and said coldly: "Go out, prepare a set of clean women's clothes and send it over." ”

"Yes!"

Mo Qingcheng carefully locked the door, looking at himself in the mirror, his eyeliner was dazzling, and he was smudged like panda eyes, which was indeed a bit bad.

Quickly remove the makeup off his face, but he didn't dare to go out. Looking at Leng Ziyu's attitude just now, he was indeed angry......

"Ahhh If you don't find Dr. Qi to come over, if you don't offend my brother, everything won't be like this, right?

I didn't expect that one day, she would fall into the fate of hiding in the toilet, and she would feel that the toilet was the safest place.

"Buckle button-" The bathroom door was suddenly slammed, and Mo Chengcheng was distracted and startled.

"What's wrong?"

"Open the door!" Leng Ziyu didn't say much, his personality was almost exactly the same as Mo Yiming, as if one more word would be a few million less.

Mo Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, resigned himself to open the door, and was ready to be reprimanded by him......

"Change out of that strange outfit and go home!" Leng Ziyu turned his back to the bathroom and handed the casual clothes in his hand to the door.