God mysterious.

Lin Qin sat not far from Mo Wanyi's side, deliberately opened a little distance, took two deep breaths, and the hideous anger on his face instantly dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

Su Xiaoxiao's vigilance suddenly raised.

The more unusual things are, the more likely they are to have accidents.

"Of course not, just looking at the two loves, I wonder if Miss Su's childhood sweetheart will feel uncomfortable when she sees it?"

"This friendship since childhood is unusual, I think Miss Su and I can feel the same way."

Lin Qin said as he looked at Mo wanton with his spare eyes, with a pitiful look, as if he had a lot of words left unspoken.

"Speaking of which, I grew up with wanton too."

Mo wantonly looked at his nose and nose, and stood beside Su Xiaoxiao with a calm demeanor, holding her hand and kneading it back and forth, with an illusion that he couldn't put it down.

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, not planning to ignore her.

Zuo just wanted to give her eye medicine in front of Mo wanton.

"Miss, sir, please give me a little trouble."

A waiter walked up to Lin Qin's side, with delicate dishes on the tray in his hand, and he half-bent over and gently placed the plate on the table.

"Please take your time."

The small shrimp are neatly placed in the middle of the dinner plate, like a blooming flower, full of color, flavor and flavor.

"Hungry?"

Mo hooked the corners of his lips wantonly, he had already noticed that Su Xiaoxiao had not swept the plate for a while, and the bathroom leaned close to her ear and asked softly.

"It's a little."

The long eyelashes fluttered, casting a faint shadow under her eyes, and Su Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

The closeness of the two made Lin Qin's originally relaxed and smiling face gradually solemn, and he once again felt uneasy.

She clenched her back molars, her lips swayed, and her hands on her knees clenched.

"Wanton ......"

The light and fluttering voice was dispersed by the noise, and Lin Qin's face suddenly turned red, and he really didn't have the face to call a second time.

Taking advantage of the gap between talking with Mo wantonly, Su Xiaoxiao inadvertently raised her eyes and glanced at Lin Qin, facing her resentful eyes, and secretly sneered in her heart.

It's not very bright, and he actually embarrassed her in front of Mo.

"Husband, I want to eat shrimp."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the man beside her with a smile, meaning something.

Mo was shocked by the sentence "husband", a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose upward.

So that the caller is not soft at all.

Although he knew that Su Xiaoxiao was deliberately doing it to the woman opposite, he still responded with kindness, put on gloves and willingly peeled shrimp for her.

"My husband is so good to me."

Su Xiaoxiao dragged her chin, her voice was delicate and soft, which was very different from her usual voice, showing contrivedness.

The corners of Mo wanton's mouth twitched, and he cooperated with Ying He's two sentences, and he didn't give Lin Qin a glance at all.

Suddenly, there was a commotion not far away, and a black figure left the banquet hall quickly, covering his belly with one hand, his face pale.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked a little surprised.

In the center of the crowd stood a Western face that was different from the others, with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge, with a bit of exotic taste.

When she learned that she was going to attend a banquet in the evening, she checked the house of the host of the banquet and made up for her knowledge.

He was born in a French aristocracy, but he likes to do business since he was a child, and he does have some talent, and he will do his family's business prosperously, and this business trip is to find a suitable business to cooperate.

Coincidentally, the Mo's Group is slightly tight on funds for a while, and is preparing to open up new markets to return to blood, and the arrival of French businessmen can be said to be dozing off and sending pillows.

Mo wanton probably took the initiative to come to the banquet because he had the intention of talking about business.

Su Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, got up and walked closer, approaching the crowd.

"What's going on?"

She asked by patting the shoulders of those around her.

"He's a foreigner, and the waiter doesn't understand what he means, so he's pestering."

Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward, and after three clicks and two clicks, she stepped forward and patted the waiter on the shoulder, and said softly.