Chapter 12: What a coincidence, Grandma
ThatγThat subway pervert who touched her in the subway!
It's him, yes!
The same calm and indifferent, clear and handsome face!
The eagle eyes are as black as ink, so sharp that people dare not look at them directly!
The same cold and piercing powerful aura!
His granny balls!
She must not have read the yellow calendar when she went out!
The secretary general looked surprised when he saw Tong Jiumo, and he still called Mo Qijue a subway pervert?
In order not to suffer, the Secretary-General hastened to withdraw.
Tong Jiumo stiffened, brewed for a while, and the smile on his face gradually recovered, and he walked up to the man with cold and sharp eyes with a beautiful smile, and opened his mouth slightly, "Mr. Mo, hello." β
Mo Qijue's expression was cold, and his dark gaze fell on her pale little face, staring at her coldly.
Tong Jiumo was stared at by him like this, and he was a little weak.
She raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Mo, you...... Is there anything dirty on my face that stares at me like this? β
Tong Jiumo said, took out the makeup mirror from the hug, found the interface and said, "Makeup, I'll make up for it......"
Tong Jiumo said, and wanted to escape.
But when he passed by Mo Qijue's side, he was about to pass by, but he was caught in the way.
Mo Qijue's eyes lit up, staring at her tightly, his thin lips slightly opened, "Grandma, what a coincidence." β
"yes, the subway has changed...... Ahem, Mr. Mo, what a coincidence. β
Tong Jiumo realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly paused and changed his name.
"Subway perverted man, is there such a handsome and golden man as me?" Mo Qijue pondered for a while, and the entire tall and majestic figure leaned over, and the hot breath exhaled sprayed on her body.
Tong Jiumo instantly felt a powerful electric current spread throughout his body in an instant, and the man's handsome face gradually expanded infinitely......
She stepped back and forth until she reached the floor-to-ceiling window, her back pressed against it.
The next moment, he raised his hand, brushed it past her ear, and propped it up against the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo...... What do you want to do? Tong Jiumo didn't dare to look directly at him, and asked weakly.
"What proof do you have that I was the one who touched you? A man of my status, I need to go to the subway to touch a woman? Mo Qijue was angry and angry, and her cold eyes locked on her eyes.
"It's you who went too far......" Tong Jiumo was forced by his momentum, but he didn't let himself take care of it.
And the truth is, he was originally touching her.
What's more, he's a big president, shouldn't he have a private car to pick him up, how could he run to take the subway?
What kind of subway does a person of his status take if he has nothing to do?
"It's your aunt and grandmother who are too much, right? Framing an innocent stranger without any evidence. Mo Qijue stretched out his slender fingers, pinched her chin, and raised it slightly, forcing her to look at him.
The voice was cold, "How to compensate!" β
Mo Qijue looked at her coldly and coldly spat out word by word.
It was the first time since he was born that he had lost such a big face.
Shame, anger, grievance, are felt in a woman at the same time.
Tong Jiumo was so stunned by his roar that he looked at him in a daze, unable to say a word.
He kept saying it in her ear, and her eyes were so cold that she couldn't help but tremble.
"You should be glad that the person you met was me, if not, you can only be asked to do indescribable things in a hotel!"
Tong Jiumo frowned and looked at him with some uncertainty, "Really, really not you?" β
"Of course not me! What woman do I want, and I want to go to the subway to find a woman? β
Mo Qijue angrily tugged at his tie and slammed his fist on the floor-to-ceiling window.
Tong Jiumo's body trembled, and he looked at him tremblingly.
The air fell silent.
Then, Mo Qijue looked Tong Jiumo up and down.