207 Despicable
"Huan, uh... alright..." the sexy voice gasped slightly.
"Quick... It should be almost done." The voice was very uncertain.
"should?"
"Uh, right now."
"Huan... I... Um... I want you..."
Please! This kind of moaning/groaning made her feel more confused and shaking her hands, "Mo Ye, don't move first... don't move there..."
"This can't be controlled by me, Huan..." His hand pressed her hand, and the next moment, his body was covered with hers.
"Woo... you... your words don't count... uh..." Her protest was swallowed up in his mouth...
Xiao Moye was in a good mood, even Wu Shao could see this. Of course, if you follow Wu Shao's words, as long as you are not blind, you can see it.
The spring breeze is full of face, the corners of the mouth are smiling, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are full of amorous feelings. Wu Shao think, my buddy, usually looks very elegant and full of human appearance, but sometimes inadvertently, there will be a coquettish charm, especially when his eyes are raised. That moment of human beings is simply fascinating.
Wu Shao felt that it was okay, because he was not interested in that aspect, otherwise he would impulse Mo Ye to the Fa-rectification on the spot. Of course, if he really had this kind of thought, he might have been ignorant of life and death by Mo Ye.
"What's the matter, what happy event did you meet? It makes the buddies happy to say it." Wu Shao held two glasses of red wine in his hand and handed one to Xiao Moye. This is a banquet organized by a government department. People from both political and business sides will attend. To put it mildly, to hold such a banquet means that the government department wants to attract private investment and see if they can discuss some cooperation projects.
"When did you become so gossip?" Xiao Moye took the wine glass and smiled faintly.
Only then did Wu Shao see Xiao Moye sticking to several OK stretched right hands, "Hands hurt?"
"It's been a few days earlier, some skin trauma." Xiao Moye replied. It was last night when Chu Huan was changing the gauze. He felt that the gauze could be changed to OK, so he put it on the palm of his hand. Several OK stretches.
Thinking of how she felt when she posted these OK stretches yesterday, the corners of Xiao Moye's lips couldn't help but smile again.
Wu Shao tut was amazed, yes, I can't see how happy to be so happy after being injured, "Could it be our sister Chu Huan who has done something during this period of time to make you so full of spring breeze."
"You guessed it exactly, you guessed it right." Xiao Moye lowered his head, tasting the red wine in the glass.
Wu Shao was curious, "What did Chu Huan do?"
Xiao Mo night raised his eyebrows, "You can continue to guess."
It seems that I can’t ask a question, so you came, Wu Shao touched his nose, and simply changed the subject, “I heard that Duan Tang has been in the hospital recently?”
"You are well informed."
"When I was drinking with a few friends the day before yesterday, someone mentioned it casually." Of course, many of Wu Shao's friends were in the army. "Why is he sick, hospitalized for so long?"
"No serious illness, that is, staying in the hospital for observation. He applied for a two-week leave, which was approved by his immediate superior." Xiao Moye would naturally pay attention to Duan Tang's affairs.
"Are you still addicted to staying in the hospital?" Wu Shao curled his lips.
"Who knows." Black eyes constricted, and a thought flashed in Xiao Moye's mind. He always felt that something was going on, as if he was slowly surpassing his control.
The two talked about the recent situation again. Suddenly Lin Zixun walked over on high heels, her gorgeous face turned red slightly, it was obvious that she had already drunk a lot of wine, "It's a coincidence, it's rare for the three of us. We've got together again, how about a few drinks?" He said, grinning, very friendly.
Wu Shao turned the wine glass, didn't speak, just smiled, and glanced at Xiao Moye. Anyway, he didn't care, it just depends on Mo Ye's attitude.
Xiao Moye stared at Lin Zixun, faintly, and then curled his lips, saying, "Okay, then have a few drinks."
The three walked to the sofa in the corner of the banquet and asked the waiter to put a dozen of wine and beer on the coffee table. Lin Zixun took the initiative to pour the wine, or mixed it.
"Come on, drink!" Lin Zixun was very relieved to do it first, and a large glass of wine dries to the bottom in one breath.
Wu Shaoxiao Moye naturally did it too. Wu Shaoxiao asked, "I said Zixun, has something good happened to you recently? This smile hasn't stopped since just now."
"A good thing, be it." Lin Zixun smiled triumphantly, and filled himself with wine. "But what is'Ye', besides me, who else has a good thing?"
"Mo Ye, didn't you find him full of spring breeze?" Wu Shao said with a smile.
As soon as Lin Zixun heard this, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Moye, then poured a few large glasses of wine.
"Zixun, you drink slowly, mixing wine is not your way of drinking like this." Wu Shao hurriedly snatched the glass from Lin Zixun's hand. Everyone knows that mixing with alcohol is very easy to get drunk.
Lin Zixun didn't look at Wu Shao, but still stared at the man who hadn't spoken like this since sitting down, "Xiao Moye, why didn't you like me?" She and his conditions matched her, and she grew up with a childhood sweetheart. In the eyes of those elders, she should be his best match.
As soon as Wu Shao heard this, he knew that Lin Zixun must have been drunk, "Zi Xun, don't talk nonsense, I will send you back!"
Lin Zixun chuckled and asked again and again, "Xiao Moye, why didn't you like me?" It seemed that he didn't get the answer.
"Because facing you, I don't have the feeling of heart." Thin lips lightly opened, and he gave the answer as she wished.
"Heart?"
"Looking at you, I never feel that my heartbeat speeds up or slows down." In other words, he doesn't actually feel anything towards her.
Lin Zixun was stunned. Although he was drunk, he heard these words clearly and plainly. She giggled twice, "Just be moved by Chu Huan? Can you and Duan Tang like that woman so much?"
Xiao Moye's face sank, Wu Shao saw this and quickly pulled Lin Zixun away. Lin Zixun didn't say anything, but he said casually to drink again next time. He stepped on high heels and left without being too shaky.
With pitch-black eyes staring at Lin Zixun's back, Xiao Moye asked Wu Shao aside nonchalantly, "Duan Tang didn't get the joy, but I got it, Wu Shao, do you think I am despicable?"
"Despicable." Wu Shao shook the red wine in the glass.
It's just despicable, so what? How many of them in this circle are not despicable