Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Anyone who can drink with you is a brother.

Mo Leng opened the door between the wine and fell into Xiao Nan's arms. He kept saying, "Woman?"

"Like you?" Mo Leng said.

He stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Nan's face, rubbing it constantly, and said a little displeasedly: "Why does your face have a beard? It's not delicate at all."

Xiao Nan swatted his hand away and said in training, "Don't touch it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were footsteps outside, and Xiao Nan looked around in surprise.

After drinking, his vision was a little blurry, but he felt that the figure was very familiar. He squinted and looked forward, and said in surprise: "Xiao Mohan?"

Xiao Mohan walked in, reached out and picked up the wine bottle and stared at it.

"Have you been drinking? Quite a lot?" Xiao Mo said coldly.

Xiao Nan shuddered and kept swallowing.

"He drank it. Look, he's drunk." Xiao Nan said, pointing to the person in his arms.

Only then did he realize that Mo Leng had fallen in his arms, still hugging his waist, and murmuring: "Beauty, great beauty."

Xiao Nan immediately stood up and pushed him away.

"Bang" Mo Leng fell to the ground, holding his shoulders and making a sound. He got up and grabbed the wine and walked to Xiao Mohan and said, "Do you want to drink?"

Xiao Mo looked at him coldly, turned and left.

"Go back." Xiao Mo said coldly.

Xiao Nan was like a child who had done something wrong, staring at the wine on the table with some reluctance. In order to make Mo Leng drunk, he didn't even take a few sips. Thinking of this, he looked at Xiao Mohan's retreating figure.

Without thinking, he turned around and rushed back, taking a bottle of wine and pouring it into his mouth.

After taking a few sips, I felt like my whole body was floating.

I wanted to drink a few more sips, but I heard Xiao Mohan's voice: "Does it taste good?"

"Good...good...not tasty." Xiao Nan's voice was filled with endless bitterness.

Even though he has done nothing and is still an elder, he is still afraid of Xiao Mohan like a grandson? Thinking of this, Xiao Nan felt a little unhappy, but she didn't dare to reveal it.

Xiao Mohan reached for the wine bottle, took it off and put it on the table.

He looked at Xiao Nan coldly, looking at his guilty look.

"Did you know that the physical examination report a few days ago showed that your health has been affected." Xiao Mohan said.

Xiao Nan listened, standing there not daring to look into the other person's eyes.

"I'm old, so it's normal for me to be unhealthy." Xiao Nan said, while walking out, as if she was afraid of being lectured by Xiao Mohan.

When I just raised my feet, I heard Xiao Mohan say: "It seems that I want to hand you over to Xiao Yijue."

"No." Xiao Nan's face turned green as he listened.

Although Xiao Yijue is young, his methods are more terrifying than Xiao Mohan. Even he dares to tie him up and send him back. What else can't he do?

"I'll go back immediately." Xiao Nan said.

He seemed to be running away, and sat in Xiao Mohan's driving seat, feeling uneasy.

Xiao Mohan turned around and looked at the drunken Mo Leng, and said in a deep voice, "Send him back."

"Yes." The bodyguard responded.

I found a room card from Mo Leng's body and sent it directly to him. I opened the door and threw it in. I didn't even look at who was inside and left directly.

"Is this?" When Xiao Yichu turned around, he looked at Mo Leng who was lying on the ground.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, she stared at him doubtfully. It wasn't until her eyes fell on his feet and looked at the room card that she remembered that she had dropped her room card and he had picked it up?

"Mr. Mo, it's me. Your assistant is drunk and is in my room now." Xiao Yichu was helpless.

She called Mo Shuainan and stared at Mo Leng, who was crawling on the ground like a bug. She heard him mumbling something, but couldn't make out what he was saying.