When the man's hand was thrown away and he was unwilling to put it on again, he was grabbed and dragged backwards.

What's going on? While thinking, the man felt the temperature around him begin to drop, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. He was a man sitting in a wheelchair.

In the bar with bright lights and wine, everyone blends into the same color here, but he is different.

Just sitting there, his nobleness was revealed in the flow of his eyes. His deep and cold eyes and powerful aura formed a world, and the outside world could not integrate into it.

"What do you want to do to her?" Xiao Su asked, pulling the man's collar.

"I'm sorry!" The man apologized immediately after reacting. Although the other party was sitting in a wheelchair, his temperament was obviously not an ordinary person. And when the man behind him grabbed him, he didn't even have the strength to fight back. What does this mean?

After being out for so long, he is not a person who is ignorant of the times.

"I don't know she has a companion, I'm sorry, please let me go."

Ye Moshen didn't say anything, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his sharp eyes fell on his hands.

"Which hand touched her?"

The man stood there in a daze, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Ye Moshen's cold eyes were like an invisible mountain pressing on his shoulders, making him unconsciously bow down and slowly lift his right hand.

"Born."

The calm words seemed to have a bomb falling to the ground in the sound of the explosion of music.

The man's color changed instantly, and his teeth trembled: "I, I, I, I really didn't want to touch her on purpose. I don't know this gentleman, you are proud!"

Before he could finish his words, several men in suits and sunglasses immediately came forward to grab him.

The man had never seen such a scene and was almost so scared that he collapsed on the ground.

However, at this time, things changed a little.

Shen Qiao, who had just been lying on the bar, suddenly stood up and walked towards Ye Moshen with a petite figure.

"you!"

She walked to Ye Moshen and pointed at him with her index finger.

Ye Moshen's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at her calmly.

Her fair cheeks were hunched red, her cold eyes were drunk, and she looked a little soft, and her rosy lips were still filled with wine. The black hair on her head was scattered and softly draped on her shoulders, almost covering most of her face. This scene seemed to put on makeup for her, who was facing the sky, but it was more natural and comfortable than makeup.

Ye Moshen was a little lost and was almost sucked in by her charming eyes.

"Why do you care about my business?" Shen Qiao pointed at Ye Moshen and said angrily.

But after drinking, her body was slightly limp and she was speechless, and instead she was in a coquettish manner.

The subordinates on the side were so shocked that their chins were almost falling off when they saw this scene.

This woman actually dared to point at his nose in front of Ye Moshen and questioned him why he should care about her?

"Speak! I'm asking you!" Seeing that he was sitting still, Shen Qiao took another step forward, but his feet staggered towards Ye Moshen's body.

"Mr. Ye!" Xiao Su widened his eyes and called out nervously.

Ye Moshen looked at the woman who fell towards him, and he could dodge with just one move of his hand.

But the result of avoiding her was that she fell to the cold and hard floor. If she didn't dodge, she would throw herself into his arms, in front of so many subordinates

Bang!

The other subordinates widened their eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

They read that right? Ye Shaoran

Ye Moshen took action, but he helped her. When Chen Qiao fell over, he was in a wrong position and almost hit the armrest of his wheelchair.

As he was about to hit him, Ye Moshen moved his hand, grabbed her other arm, and brought her into his arms accurately.

Xiao Su let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't run into it.

Seeing the stunned looks of the subordinates, Xiao Su curled his lips in his heart. He heard the scene of teasing others overnight, so this was no longer enough to make him fuss.

Chenqiao's soft cheeks hit Ye Moshen's hard chest. After Ye Moshen was brought into her arms, she didn't move. After a while, she groaned: "It hurts so much."

After hearing the words, Ye Moshen's brows jumped.

This damn woman, she just bumped into it. If he hadn't helped her, she would have disfigured now. It would have been fine if she didn't appreciate him, but she was still crying out in pain?

"Why are you so hard?" As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiao complained angrily again, and then his two little hands clenched into fists and hit him in the chest, "Bastard, it hurts me!"

Ye Moshen: ""

All the men: ""

Xiao Su couldn't help but want to hold his forehead. Is Chen Qiao drunk?

On weekdays, how dare she treat Ye Mosun like this?

But I didn't expect that these drunk Chen Qiao were two completely different people than before.

Xiao Su thought that such a deep and graceful person was more cute?

"You haven't answered me when I asked you the question I just now!" Chen Qiao was still hammering his chest, asking while beating. Although he didn't spend much effort, it was painless for Ye Moshen, but it was very shameful.

Ye Moshen grabbed her thin white wrist and shouted coldly: "Woman, you'd better stop me!"

"Why do you care about me?" Chen Qiao seemed to not understand his words, and suddenly raised her head and asked him loudly. In an instant, she raised her head and faced him, her whole face was very close to Ye Moshen.

Aura entangled

The sweet and greasy smell on a woman's body is mixed with alcohol, like some kind of excitement drug.

Ye Mo took a deep breath and looked at the face that was so close.

She doesn't wear makeup on weekdays, and her skin is in good condition, fair and crystal clear, and can be broken, especially her rosy and seductive lips, which are opened and closed, seemingly guiding him to do some kind of movement.

Ye Moshen's eyes were a little darker. He lowered his voice, his big hand fell on Shen Qiao's waist, and his voice was low: "You try to get closer to me?"

Ye Moshen thought the threat would be useful to her, but he didn't understand what a drunk person was.

Drinking will make people brave, the more you encourage her, the more excited you will be.

Just like Chen Qiao, after Ye Moshen said this, she became even more excited, so she moved forward a little closer, and there was almost no room for the two of them.

“Get closer.”

After getting closer, Chen Qiao said something cutely.

The sound was soft, like the cotton candy that had just been rolled out of the machine, and it was sweet to Ye Moshen's heart.

Ye Mo took a deep breath a little heavier and stared at her gritting his teeth.

"Don't play with fire!"

This damn woman, I didn't expect that drunkenness would be so charming that she almost drove him crazy!
Chapter completed!