The Lamborghini in Mozu Beitan drove straight under a gorgeous building, not the Modi Group.

Qianzike turned his head to look at the man and said, "Mr. Mo, you are in the wrong place, we are going to the Modi Group." ”

"There was no mistake."

"It's not a mistake, this is a mall, not a ......," didn't wait for the woman to finish speaking, Mozu Beitan preemptively said, "You have a lot of words." ”

Asako snorted: What is he going to do, there are only fifteen minutes left before the meeting starts, and he still has to go to the mall?!

Mozu Beitan parked the car at the door, pulled the woman out and walked towards the gate of the mall.

"Mr. Mo, I really don't have time to visit the mall, can you hurry up and go to the company?"

"......" the man directly filters the woman's words.

Mozu Beitan pulled Qianzike into the VIP exclusive elevator, as soon as the door closed, Mozu Beitan bullied the woman's soft body with his body, and his strong arms propped up on the wall of the elevator: "Why didn't I find out that you said so much some time ago?" ”

"No, I ......"

Before the word "only" was spoken, Mozu Beitan kissed the woman's delicate lips.

Gentle and domineering, the man sucks the fragrance of the woman's mouth fiercely, and the tongue invades the woman's territory little by little.

"Hmm." Asa Zike wanted to push the man away from him, but it didn't work.

Suddenly, Asa Zike felt that his eyes were confused, his brain was a little deprived of oxygen, and the strength of his hand to push the man gradually decreased.

"Ding." With a bang, the elevator door opened, and the man was a little reluctant to leave the woman's delicate lips, and pulled Asa Zike into a store casually.

Asako followed the man in a daze, and the kiss just now made her a little breathless.

When the manager of this store saw Mozu Beitan walking in, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Mo, do you need any help?" ”

Mozu Beitan looked around and said, "Pick out a few clothes for me that are suitable for this woman." ”

"Okay."

The manager called a few clerks to take a general look at Asakko's whole body, and then began to choose clothes that were suitable for women.

"Still savoring?" Mozu Beitan looked at the woman's stunned appearance and laughed.

"Not really!"

Qianzike picked up his mobile phone and dialed Yijin's phone: "Yijin, I have some situation here, you help the president delay time, I will let him arrive as soon as possible." ”

Without waiting for Yiyu to reply, Asako hung up the phone.

After a while, several clerks brought the clothes to Mozu Beitan, and the man stuffed the clothes into the woman's arms: "Go and try it." ”

"What are you trying on?"

"Less nonsense, go try." The man was a little impatient.

"No, Mr. Mo, we should rush to the meeting of the Modi Group instead of buying clothes here!" Asakko Ke dissatisfiedly 'taught' the man.

"Your job now is to try on clothes instead of reasoning with me here, you know?" Mozu Beitan said coldly.

"But my original mission was to get you to the company." The woman said hard-mouthed.

"Is that your boss or am I the one named Yiyu?"

"You are."

"So?"

"I'm going to try on clothes." Asa Zike obediently hugged his clothes and walked towards the locker room.

"Then you must go to the company after I try on clothes." The woman turned her head and said.

"Yes."

"Guaranteed."

"Do you want me to dress it for you?" Mozu Beitan said in a cold tone.

Asa Zike quickly closed his mouth and walked into the locker room.

Three minutes later, Asa Zi Ke reluctantly came to the man: "Okay." ”

Mozu Beitan glanced up at the woman and said, "Try on all these clothes for me." ”

I saw the clerks next to the man standing there with seven or eight pieces of clothing, not saying a word.

Shallow Zike was a little uneasy: "So many, one or two pieces are fine." ”

"Less nonsense."

Asa Zike took advantage of the man's inattention and made a grimace: God, the ghost knows when she finished trying on these clothes, and he can't have a meeting?!