Chapter 15: Carrying her into the car, this makes sense. Mo Mi brushed her chestnut hair, touched her plump and smooth forehead, turned slightly to look at Xia Cao's pale and pretty face, and shrugged at Jiang Han, who had a long and handsome face.
He said loosely: "She is still an employee of my Platinum Group. It would be too inhumane to just throw her to the side of the road casually." He said a little humanely, looking at the Rolls-Royce driven by a dedicated driver, "Hold her
Get in the car, tonight, I will kindly take her in for one night in the name of my boss." After saying this, he opened the door and got in the car.
Ouyang Nuo didn't express any opinion and got into the car immediately after Yaya.
Of course Jiang Han would not refute, he carried Xia Cao into the car, threw her to the seat next to her as soon as he got on the car, sat in a row with his two friends, and ignored her.
After the car started moving, the three of them talked and laughed again.
"No, I heard that your king's father is going to choose a princess for you soon? Haha, are you happy?" Mo Mi flipped the soft hair from her forehead, kicked his legs, and asked with a gloating smile.
Ouyang Nuo looked indifferent and remained silent for a few seconds before smiling lightly, "Fortunately, I'm not happy, nor sad or angry."
Jiang Han twitched the corner of his mouth and unexpectedly interrupted, "I'm just a little depressed."
"Haha..." Mo Mi laughed out loud, "Han, why did you say it? Haha, to save some face for His Highness the Crown Prince."
Ouyang Nuo smiled indifferently, "Go ahead and laugh, maybe one day you will marry a wife you don't love at all and is only related to family interests."
"I don't care." Mo shrugged with a charming smile, "I don't believe there is such a thing as love in this world."
"There is love in this world." Ouyang Nuo retorted softly, "It's just that it's never easy for two people to fall in love. In the vast sea of people, finding the woman we love is like rushing through the sand."
Mo Mi frowned slightly, "Nuo, if you are not the crown prince, you will definitely be a philosopher in the future."
Jiang Han took out a bottle of 82-year-old red wine from the wine storage equipment next to him, "Nuo is the crown prince. From now on, the king of the Fog Empire can also be a philosopher." He finished speaking in style, poured three glasses of wine,
Hand it to them respectively.
"Oh, yes." Mo Mi suddenly realized, picked up the high wine glass, clinked glasses with them, "Cheers to our multiple identities, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
While they were drinking and talking, Xia Cao moved his fingers, slowly opened his heavy eyelids, looked vaguely at the three handsome faces with their own characteristics across the way, and said weakly, "You, you...are
...Who is it? Uh..."
"Baby, are you awake?" Mo Mi was a little surprised and was the first to ask her. She raised the corners of her lips that became more beautiful after drinking red wine in an evil way. She leaned forward, squatted in front of her with the wine glass in hand, and spoke with her slender words.
He gently scratched her smooth face with his fingers, "Have you had enough sleep? Do you want to sit up and have a drink?"
Xia Cao gradually saw his monster-like face clearly. In an instant, the unspeakable images of him measuring her body all appeared in her mind. Her heart instantly felt unbearable pain. She gathered all her strength and pushed away violently.
He leaned closer and said, "Asshole, get out of here..."
Mo Mi was unprepared and was pushed backwards by her.
Fortunately, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled more evilly. He pinched her chin, slowly lowered his head, kissed her red lips, and blew seductive moisture into her ear, "Baby, your temper is...
Why is it so big? How could you do this to me? Do you really not remember me?"