Mo Qian squinted and smiled at Song Siyi.

looked at Xi Jinhan, who was as cold as jade, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Xi, are we meeting again?" ”

As she spoke, Mosie sat down generously.

Looking at her appearance, it seems that she is separated from Xi Jinhan and Song Siyi, and she smiles a little proudly.

In the box, the girls looked enviously at Song Siyi in the pink dress.

Song Siyi didn't miss the eyes cast by everyone, and the bad mood immediately dissipated, and her face turned red.

As everyone knows, the wanton and clear Moqian sits like pins and needles.

Xi Jinhan looked at Mo Qian, who was a little closer to Song Siyi, as if nothing happened.

The couple, who were singing love songs, looked at the three of them.

I just don't think the atmosphere is right.

Song Siyi turned to Mo Qian, just in time to look at that person justifiably.

It's much more convenient than just now.

Mo Qian tilted her head, and said in a low voice, "Siyi, do you have anything to say?" ”

Song Siyi was stunned, then retracted her eyes and smiled at Mo Qian: "Lin Mo, you are so fragrant today." ”

Moxi paused in her heart, feeling a cold light lock on her.

Turning to look at Xi Jin's cold and gloomy face, Mo Qian blinked, squinted and smiled: "I was misunderstood by Mr. Xi yesterday, so I sprayed a few more perfumes before going out today." ”

"Are you trying to cover up?" Xi Jin's cold voice came, and the person sat up straight.

The aura around him, in an instant, dropped to the lowest point.

"What did Mr. Xi say again?" Mossi narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"That's all you can say?" Xi Jinhan leaned over and looked at Mo Qian, who was wearing a mask with half of her face and skin more delicate than a woman.

Mo Qian smiled lightly and lowered her voice and said, "That's because I feel pressured when I talk to Mr. Xi." ”

Seeing that Moqian was so suppressed by Xi Jinhan, He Mei hurriedly got up, brought a glass of juice and said, "Lin Mo, you haven't had a sip since you came in, how about the juice." ”

He Mei's words fell, and she had already bypassed Song Siyi and handed the juice to Moqian.

Mo Qian didn't look at Xi Jin's cold jade-like demonic face, and stretched out her hand to take the juice from He Mei's hand.

He Mei is in such a hurry, and she is very good at saving.

Moxi sat up straight, smiling as He Mei stretched out her hand.

Xi Jinhan's jade hand with distinct bones grabbed it.

Directly dragged Moqian over.

Song Siyi, who was looking at He Mei unhappily, was immediately dumbfounded.

Even more surprising was what happened next.

Mo Qian's body leaned forward and fell directly on Xi Jinhan.

Through the cool masks, the two almost touched their lips.

Xi Jinhan paused for a moment, his long and narrow eyes were like stars day and night, an unfamiliar breath, an unfamiliar face, why did he have a sense of déjà vu.

Moxi's heart was beating like a drum, and she pressed the person against the back of the sofa, motionless.

The man raised his head slightly, carrying a familiar face of the demon, and his charming appearance made people's hearts beat faster.

Her eyes grew darker and deeper.

The crowd sitting next to them was in disbelief and dumbfounded.

He Mei held the juice glass, her hands trembling.

At dusk, Moxi's phone rang.

It just brought her mind back.

Before Mosie could get up on her own.

As soon as Xi Jinhan stretched out his hand and pressed it on Mo Qian's flat chest, his eyes were eerie for a moment, and he directly pushed the person away violently.

Mosie leaned back, obviously about to fall down, and finally stumbled, hit her leg on the coffee table in the box, and stood up straight.