During the meal, the French woman saw that He Zheyu had never left Mo Qinghan, who was busy in the restaurant, so she chuckled, He Zheyu looked at Emma sitting opposite him with some puzzlement and asked, "What, did you find anything interesting?" ”

"They all say that Mr. He doesn't like women, I don't think it's just that he hasn't met what he likes." After finishing speaking, Emma glanced at Mo Qinghan.

He Zheyu understood the meaning of Emma's words, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and after picking up the wine glass on one side and touching the wine glass with Emma, he took a sip with his lips and put it down, and did not deny what Emma said, and said with the figure of Mo Qinghan in his eyes: "I hope you can also meet the person you like as soon as possible, it just so happens that he also likes you." ”

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, Emma looked at Mo Qinghan, who was standing not far away, casually switching between English and French to introduce different cuisines to the guests, and was attracted by Mo Qinghan's hard work, and said with a smile: "She is indeed different from other girls, she can live well with her charming face, and she has to live like a saint warrior." ”

Mo Qinghan always felt that someone was watching him, and when he turned his head to look, He Zheyu turned his head out of the window, but saw that the French woman at the same table as He Zheyu was looking at him, Mo Qinghan smiled at her, and was busy with himself.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when Mo Qinghan got off work, the weather was gradually warming, it was not as cold as before, Mo Qinghan did not change his work clothes, put on his coat and went out of the door of the restaurant, Mo Qing, who was separated from his colleagues and did not walk a few steps away, saw the car that was very familiar, parked on the side of the road, she kicked the small stone at her feet, walked over slowly, knocked on the window, there was no response, Mo Qinghan knocked a few times in a row and still did not respond, so he reached out to open the door, the moment the door was opened, He Zheyu pulled Mo Qinghan in and closed the car door.

Mo Qinghan sat on He Zheyu's lap, the dim light outside the car window, through the glass fragments fell on He Zheyu's side face, looking at this demonic face, recalling the picture of He Zheyu having dinner with the French woman tonight, he always felt panicked in his heart, and the words in his mouth became sour.

"Why didn't you spend the night with that foreign woman, why are you waiting for me here!"

He Zheyu saw that Mo Qinghan's jealous appearance was very cute, and he lowered his body, and the warm breath first fell on Mo Qinghan's face, and then on his neck, his lips and teeth gently rubbed Mo Qinghan's earlobes, causing Mo Qinghan's body to feel numb for a while, He Zheyu chuckled lightly, and a few words turned into Mo Qinghan's eardrums: "Jealous!" ”

Mo Qinghan, whose face was flushed by He Zheyu, also became softer in his voice: "Who is jealous." Mo Qinghan saw that He Zheyu's eyes became deeper when she looked at her, and her self-consciousness told herself that something seemed to be going to happen next, and she bit her pink lip a little nervously.

Seeing this, He Zheyu's already somewhat unsteady breathing suddenly became rapid, lowered his head, and blocked the duplicitous mouth, He Zheyu's movements were a little sudden, and she didn't react until Mo Qinghan's lips were a little wet.

Mo Qinghan moved the hand placed on He Zheyu's waist upward, put his hands around He Zheyu's neck, and responded to He Zheyu, and the car was instantly filled with a tempting love valley.