When Qiao Ruoxin went back, the group had already started to play the second game again.

She saw Mo Chen sitting there smoking alone, and Wei An's back looked a little depressed.

She walked over and stood in front of the man, blocking out the light in front of him.

The man looked up at her, his handsome features were filled with a faint layer of laziness and ruffianism, and the smoke was filled.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a pair of beautiful eyes blinked: "It is said that the most secure distance between a man and a woman is three steps. ”

She sat three steps away from Mo Chen, and smiled sweetly at him: "Isn't it beautiful to look at me at this distance." ”

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils reflected the delicate little face, and his deep voice answered vaguely: "Well......"

In the noisy private room, the two of them looked at each other like this.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man's sexy jawline, which was a little thinner than two years ago.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, snuffing out the unfinished cigarette in the ashtray and retracting his gaze.

He just stared at those eyes for ten seconds before he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Although he can't even touch a woman now.

It's ridiculous to think about.

It's obviously about to be scrapped, but when he sees this little ghost, his body still can't help but lose control.

Even when I think about a woman, that feeling of nausea is surging.

But he still wants to get her, to possess her!

Even if he spit out all the bitter bile water, he still wants her!

Every drop of blood in his body was boiling, screaming, ravaging her! Abuse her and cry!

He wondered if he was really psychopathic?

Mo Chen suppressed his impulse, poured a glass of wine and drank it all.

Qiao Ruoxin on the side finally couldn't stand it.

Got up and walked over, poured a glass of water and put it in front of him: "Don't drink anymore, drink water!" ”

She approached suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in Mo Chen's dark eyes, and she said sharply: "Stay away from me!" ”

The sudden anger silenced the entire private room.

There was a dead silence......

They were having fun and looked back in unison.

Qiao Ruoxin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sat back in her place.

Because at this moment, Mo Chen's face was a little ugly, and his breathing became a little short.

Wen Wan immediately got up: "Mo Chen, are you uncomfortable?" Should I call a doctor? ”

"It's okay, you guys play, I'll go first."

After speaking, Mo Chen stood up, his handsome face tightened, and the anger on his body became more and more intense.

He looked at Qiao Ruoxin, who was sitting there, with a pair of watery eyes, pitiful.

"You go ahead of me." His voice was low and cold.

Qiao Ruoxin didn't speak, got up and left the private room first.

And the man followed her three paces away, and the tall figure enveloped the woman.

The sound of the door shutting fell.

Everything is back to normal.

Wen Wan was a little distressed: "He is obviously so uncomfortable, his face has changed, why do you want to go with Qiao Ruoxin." ”

"Don't you understand? Even if he tortured him to death, he wouldn't let go. Bai Junyan said.

Lan Ke sighed: "This is probably Mo Ye's love, pathological paranoia." ”

……

Underground parking.

As she walked in front, she could even hear the muffled footsteps of the man behind her.

Walking up to the white Ferrari, she pulled the door open and sat in the passenger seat.

Mo Chen sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and drove slowly out of the parking lot.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at his tight jawline and could feel that he was holding back.

"Why don't you have the bodyguards pick me up?"

"No, you don't."

"Oh...... Am I making you uncomfortable again? ”

Mo Chen looked at her, suddenly irritable: "Less nonsense!" ”