"Well, I know I'm pretty good!" Mu Chen still protected his chest with his hands, looking defensive.
"What do you mean by this gesture? You don't think I want to do anything to you, do you?" The old man's eyes opened wider and wider, and he shook his body with a look of disgust on his face: "I don't like this.
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"Why are you smiling so vulgarly if you don't like this? You're trying to make me misunderstand, aren't you?" Mu Chen felt relieved and thought speechlessly.
"Did you just go to Fatty Wang's office?" The old man raised his eyebrows.
"Fat Wang?" Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that the old man should be talking about Wang Dan, the eighth wife.
"How do you know?" Mu Chen asked strangely. When he was called to the office, the old man seemed not to be there.
"How come I don't know?" the old man asked back, and then he said as if talking to himself: "In the past, people who entered Fatty Wang's office rarely came out intact."
"Ah! Don't think so! I'm not interested in fat women like that! You know, I'm a very principled person. I won't give in to a beautiful woman, and I won't marry a beautiful woman!" Mu Chen said seriously.
"Well said! Young man, what type of beauties do you like?" the old man asked with a chuckle.
"Black stockings, tall, good figure, delicate body, weak, easy to push down!" Mu Chen's eyes flashed green, he nodded his head, almost drooling.
"Bosom friend!" The old man jumped up and held Mu Chen's hands with excitement on his face: "Sure enough, we are a kindred spirit! Young man, I'm optimistic about you!"
Mu Chen was startled by the old man's reaction. He looked at the old man up and down for a long time. He was also very strange in his heart. Logically speaking, an old man at such an old age should have reached a state of desirelessness. Why is this old man still so lustful?
?I really doubt that the guy below him can still be used.
"Boy, what's that look in your eyes? Let me tell you, despite my age, there were quite a few beauties chasing me in the past!" the old man said proudly, shaking his head.
"Blow! Just keep blowing! It's dark in the sky!" Mu Chen rolled his eyes and was about to say something more, but a knock on the door interrupted his words.
Xia Mo stood at the door with an embarrassed look on her face, her hands still keeping their original movements, but her smile seemed a little unnatural.
"Gaden!" Mu Chen felt cold. How long has Xia Mo been here? How come she doesn't feel anything at all? Couldn't she have heard what she just said? It's over, it's all this damn lust.
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Mu Chen had already scolded the old man a thousand times in his heart, and forced a smile on his face: "Ahem, Mr. Xia, why are you here?"
Are you there? Is something wrong?"
"Mr. Wei." Xia Mo greeted the old man respectfully first, and then said to Mu Chen, "Mu Chen, I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you to talk to me now?"
"Convenience is convenience, it's just that" Mu Chen scratched his head. His mind was a little confused now. Why did Xia Mo respect the old man more than he did when he saw him? This is unscientific! Also,
Did she hear what she just said?
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ps: I haven’t been in good health recently, I hope you can understand me
