"Whew, steward, I, let's go." Asakko Ke said as he panted into the car.

"Yes, ma'am."

Wait, she, did she forget someone?

Asa Zike turned his head to look downstairs, but he didn't see the man's figure.

"Don't worry, Mrs., Mr. Mo has other things to do later, and I'll go home later."

"Who said I'm worried about him, it's better if he doesn't go back!" Asa Zike muttered quietly, and her beautiful eyes involuntarily looked behind the car.

On the other side, Mozu Beitan folded the photo in the frame and put it in his pocket, and after walking out of the residential building, the luxurious Rolls-Royce had disappeared without a trace.

The man calmly walked to his Lamborghini, started the sports car and drove towards the UFC.

Business here is still hot, whether it's day or night, there are always some rich second generations of losers who come here to have fun.

Mozu Beitan didn't wait for the general manager to come forward and ask for a few warm words, walked straight to the VIP elevator with slender legs, and went up to the supreme luxury suite on the top floor.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a dull atmosphere on his face, which he was used to.

"President of Mengda, what's wrong with you today, you're drunk?" Mozu Beitan sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke ring leisurely.

"I'm not happy!"

"Well, let's hear it, who dares to mess with our league president?"

"Someone is molesting my woman!"

As he spoke, Meng Xuan added another glass of vodka to his stomach.

"It's a big deal." Zhou Nanyue laughed.

"Damn, give me something serious!" Meng Xuan threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground dissatisfied, and with a 'snap', the wine glass was torn apart.

"Why, when you sleep, you think she's your woman, and you wake up and kick away?" The corners of Mozu Beitan's mouth were slightly hooked.

Although their men don't think about love as meticulously as women, as they usually say, men are animals who think with their lower bodies, but for Meng Xuan, he is a very possessive scumbag who obviously likes a woman, but he doesn't admit to it and bullies others.

"If you want me to say, you might as well marry her home." Zhou Nanyue said as he played with his phone.

"Why should I marry her, who does she think she is? If I climb into my Mengxuan's bed, I will marry, so many women have slept with me, do I want to marry them all home, and then I will really be the three thousand beauties of the harem?! ”

"Then let her go with another man, what do you care about her?"

"She dares, she is Lao Tzu's woman, others dare to touch her to try!" Meng Xuan gasped and roared.

Mozu Beitan listened quietly and laughed without saying a word.

"Tan, I don't understand, you know that she is my woman, and you still want her to go to work in your company?" Meng Xuan glared at the man sitting next to him with an unhappy expression.

"You forgot one thing, she came to our company purely voluntarily."

"Nima's!"

Meng Xuan propped up his swaying body and opened a few bottles of foreign wine: "You drink with me!" ”

"I use wine to kill my sorrows." Zhou Nanyue kindly reminded.

"Sorry for the hell!"

As he spoke, Meng Xuan picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into his stomach violently.

"Drinking too much wine hurts your liver, so take it easy."

Saying that, Mozu Beitan looked at his watch, and the whole person's mind couldn't help but be hooked by the little woman in the family.

"No, I'm going to tie her to my side, you, you all go, speed."

Mozu Beitan and Zhou Nanyue calmly walked out of the suite, every time they were like this, they had long been used to it, and it was not strange to see it.

"I'm going back to the hot springs, you...... Enjoy your evening. Zhou Nanyue smiled slightly.

"Let's go."

The two of them talked and laughed and walked towards the underground parking lot.

Meng Xuan picked up his mobile phone and dialed a call: "Hey, come to 'UFC' to pick me up." ”

"I, I'm not feeling well today, you ......"

"What so much nonsense? If you are called, you will come! As he spoke, the man hung up the phone angrily.

It didn't take long for the door of the suite to be opened, and a woman dressed in ordinary clothes came to Meng Xuan's side: "I'll send you back." ”

Meng Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the enchanting woman in front of him: "You are mine, don't let anyone want to move!" ”

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the woman's arm and turned her over violently, and kissed the woman's delicate lips fiercely.

This kiss is full of anger and jealousy, and the man seems to want to vent all his dissatisfaction on the woman, just because she is his.

Yiyu is his alliance, who dares to touch it?

[The author has something to say: I will change two chapters in the morning, and continue in the evening, and move my little hands to vote for a recommendation~]