"hotel."
Wait, why did the discussion get to the hotel?
Xu Jing struggled to break free from his hand, but found it was no use.
The other party calculated that he would not obey, so he stretched out his long arm to grab him. When he reacted again, the person was already hanging on his shoulder.
"Let me go." Xu Jing pounded his shoulder, his face flushed with anxiety. "I'm here to work, not to sell."
"Heh." Seeing his legs thrashing around, he was still struggling. Mo Zechuan's palm, like a palm-leaf fan, landed on his round buttocks. "Pa!" The crisp sound made Xu Jing panic, and his face below turned as red as a boiled red egg.
"Be good, don't move."
I don't know if this guy took some gunpowder or a powerful pill, but he had no strength in his body, but he was controlled so tightly that only his two legs were still flapping around.
"Brother Wang, save me." Xu Jing looked at Wang Ke, who was still invisible, with a pleading look and shouted. "Brother Wang, call the police."
Shut up.
Wang Ke was in tears. He had a chance to escape the disaster by pretending to be invisible.
As a result, this brat didn't mention it early or late, and had to wait until the evil star was approaching before calling him.
Mo Zechuan's cold gaze made Wang Ke's scalp tingle. Seeing him approaching him, Wang Ke's legs weakened. "Third Master, you..."
"roll."
"Get out of here right now, get out of here right now." Wang Ke ran as fast as if he had been pardoned. In the blink of an eye, he bypassed the elevator and ran to the emergency passage next to it.
"Brother Wang." As soon as Xu Jing's voice came out, Wang Ke ran faster without even looking back.
Even forgetting the pain of his dislocated arm, Wang Ke ran a new record in tears.
Now she has to participate in the city marathon, but it's unfair to Mulan.
Forget it, why bother thinking about him? Maybe it's his good fortune to be noticed by Mr. Mo San.
After all, you can't get wealth just by wanting it. Even if he took off all his clothes, Mr. Mo San wouldn't even look at him.
Good luck, kid.
Wang Ke mourned in silence for three seconds and began to deal with the aftermath.
Xu Jing, who he had briefly thought about, was carried into a five-star hotel next to the Golden KTV.
He witnessed Mo Zechuan throwing a black gold card to the front desk. The girl at the front desk immediately changed her expression and respectfully escorted them to the exclusive elevator.
"Behave yourself." He hadn't expected a skinny guy to be so heavy to carry. Seeing him dangling his legs and about to say something shocking, Mo Zechuan placed his hands on his hips and sneered, "Say it again, and try it?"
"You're a pervert." Xu Jing cursed loudly and was hit twice for no reason.
"Ah." Xu Jing couldn't help but cry out in pain, his tear incontinence blurring his vision again. He sniffed and fell silent.
"Ha." Now he is much more obedient and sensible.
After a long separation, they met again and it happened to be his birthday, so Xu Ziyu organized a dinner party and arranged it in the VIP box of Golden KTV.
Mo Zechuan, who had just returned to China, had no interest in social activities in the country, but Xu Ziyu vowed that Jinse had recently launched some new products for him to try.
Mo Zechuan, who never refused men to approach him, was also moved by Xu Ziyu's flattery and left work early for the first time.
I didn't expect that none of the goods delivered were good looking.
He drank a few sips of wine, went out to smoke a cigarette, and ran into Ao Yong scolding a child.
I originally thought it was a classic scene of a wealthy man teasing a young master, but I didn't expect that the kid not only beat the foreman so badly that he was lost, but also asked for a huge price of 500,000.
Mo Zechuan suddenly became interested. There are many good-looking ones, but those whose personalities don't match their looks are another matter.
It happened that he met a top-notch girl, and he really wanted to try the trick of spending a lot of money to win the smile of a beautiful woman.
After kicking the door open, Mo Zechuan threw Xu Jing on the bed.
Watching him undress, Xu Jing's eyes became a little more flustered, and he kept shrinking towards the head of the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Hasn't anyone told you that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water?"
Mo Zechuan took off his tie and shirt, revealing his strong and muscular chest.
After staying in the United States for many years, Mo Zechuan has developed a habit of fitness.
He has a physique and six-pack abs that are the envy of most office workers in China. His mermaid line is even more well-proportioned, and it is pleasing to the eye and everyone who sees him can't help but praise his beauty.
But the person hiding in the corner of the bed didn't know what was happening at all. Not only did he not even look at it, he even trembled like a coward.
A hint of displeasure appeared on the corner of his lips, and he walked straight forward with his tie in hand.
"I, you...don't come over here." Xu Jing had a sad face, and the look of wanting to cry but not crying made Mo Zechuan's face gloomy. Those who understood would know that he had tried his best to control his emotions.
"I, I won't sell it."
"Reach out your hand."
Xu Jing immediately put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and showed an expression of being ready to die.
"You think I can't do anything to you like this?"
Mo Zechuan hooked his arms around his neck. The scent of cologne was so pungent that Xu Jing yawned twice and his tears kept flowing down.
"Be good and open your eyes." Seeing this, Mo Zechuan let go of his slender swan neck and clasped his pointed chin.
Xu Jing plucked up his courage and slowly opened a crack in his eyes. Tears blurred his eyes so that he could only see a hazy image.
His chest muscles were so white that they made him dizzy. "Ahem, let me go."
"Give me your hand."
With his chin pinned, Xu Jing couldn't shake his head. His eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and he said weakly, "Master Mo, can you please let me go?"
"Don't make me repeat it a third time." He had lost his patience with the disobedient rabbit.
"No, no." Xu Jing sobbed, tears flowing even more happily. The sticky liquid soaked his hands, making Mo Zechuan extremely irritated. Damn it, why were he crying?
He is a man after all, why does he cry all the time? It's so annoying.
Mo Zechuan couldn't say anything to comfort him, so he lowered his head and kissed his lips.
"Woo woo..." The cologne-scented perfume was so damn pungent. How much of it did this bastard put on? Did he even put it on his neck? It was so irritating that he wanted to die.
Not long ago, he confirmed the information about the gentleman villain Mo Zechuan from 021's mouth.
Mo Zechuan, the Third Master of the Mo family in Kyoto, is known as the Satan from Hell and the living King of Hell. He is an elite returnee, well-educated, intelligent, brave, and comes from a distinguished family.
He has such an awesome personality that this time he doesn't change his preference for the heroine and directly becomes the hero's bootlicker.
That’s right, he has always liked Ning Su, his childhood sweetheart next door.
Ning Su, this young boy, doesn't want to study finance or go into politics. Instead, he wants to enter the entertainment industry. He likes singing and dancing and wants to be an idol.
His family was extremely opposed to him entering the entertainment industry, and even threatened to commit suicide. But Ning Su didn't care and begged Mo Zechuan, who had always been kind to him, for help in order to enter the entertainment industry.
After communicating with the Ning family, Mo Zechuan signed Ning Su to his own entertainment company, and with the strong recommendation of his good friend Xu Ziyu, he sent Ning Su to the talent show "Youth Without Regrets".
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