Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

Charm.

It is still a very lively and lively place.

Lin Qian came to the door of the private room that Yin Qinglan had booked, arranged her clothes again, and opened the door to enter.

In the private room, colorful lights flickered, illuminating everyone in the room.

Some men and women were sitting and some were standing. The sound of music was lingering in the ears, talking and laughing constantly, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Lin Qian was looking for Lin Qinglan when she heard Nangong Li's voice.

"Yo, sister Lin is here!"

Lin Qian shifted her gaze to Nangong Li who got up and walked towards her, and smiled at him.

Nangong Li is also here.

So does it mean that Yin Moran is also there?
There was an inexplicable joy in my heart.

"Lin Qian, let's go and sit down."

Yin Qinglan, who followed Nangong Li, walked up to Lin Qian, took her arm, smiled gently at her, and led her to the sofa.

Before Lin Qian could speak, Yin Qinglan led her to a corner of the sofa.

With a casual glance, he saw Yin Moran's noble and arrogant figure.

The usual black clothes and black trousers, with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline of the jacket, revealing the delicate collarbone.

The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up twice. The man was holding a goblet in one hand and shaking it gently, while the other was resting on the back of the sofa. Under the light, his whole body showed a trace of ascetic laziness, which made people take a look. I was blinded.

He is here!

Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she didn't know whether it was because of love or anxiety.

"Sister Lin, don't stand still, sit down."

Nangong Li copied his pockets with both hands, looked at the two with interest, and said.

"Yeah, Lin Qian, I'm going to have a good time here today. What do you want to eat and drink? I'll get it for you."

Yin Qinglan smiled and pushed Lin Qian onto the sofa, letting her sit next to Yin Moran.

"It's all right, thank you."

Lin Qian smiled at Yin Qinglan.

"Don't be polite to me."

Yin Qinglan pulled Nan Gongli, gave him a look, and signaled him not to stand here as a light bulb.

Nangong Li understood, and winked at the silent Yin Moran.

"Old Yin, don't be a gourd, your woman is here, don't take Joe."

He had already pried something out of someone's mouth, and it turned out that the two had a quarrel because of Chu Yelin.

A certain vinegar jar is very jealous now!
Looking at this arrogant look, I don't know if the two will reconcile tonight.

However, with him around, there should be no problem!
Yin Moran didn't speak, but rolled his black eyes, shook his wine glass, raised his head and took a big sip of the wine.

The man's aura was indifferent, and he didn't meet his eyes the whole time.

Lin Qian pursed her lips and sighed silently.

She knew that he must still be angry with her.

What she said to him that night must have hurt his self-esteem.

He lowered his posture and proposed to himself, but she broke up because of work at night.

call!
What should she do to ease the depression in his heart?
Lin Qian moved her body, looked sideways at him, "That."

Before he could finish speaking, the man beside him suddenly reached out and pulled a waiter who walked up to him into his arms.

With an exclamation, the waiter with the wine bottle in his hand looked bewildered, and then shyness suddenly appeared on his small face.

She never dreamed that she would be pulled into Yin Moran's arms.

This is the top dignitary in Sioux City!
Not only rich, but most importantly beautiful.

Such a man who is usually elusive, actually holds her in his arms!

incredible!

Lin Qian on the side also looked at this scene in disbelief, her eyes glazed over.

What is Yin Moran doing?
Hugging another woman in front of her?
Moreover, he looked at the woman with evil and tender eyes.

And where are his slender hands touching the woman?
Lin Qian stood up abruptly, staring at him with a tight face, "Yin Moran, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Yin Moran raised his eyes to look at Lin Qian, his deep eyes were tinged with water due to the alcohol, revealing a misty and evil charm.

"What am I doing? Can't you see?"

The man glanced at her with a half-smile, and said a word that was full of sarcasm.

His slender fingers pinched the woman's chin in his arms, and he lowered his head and blew towards her ear.

"Don't be in a daze, serve me."

His unrestrained and frivolous movements, and his seductive voice make him look like a playboy wandering around the world.

Lin Qian had never seen Yin Moran like this before.

Boundless anger rose in her heart, and Lin Qian's chest heaved.

"Yin Moran, you let her go!"

So jealous, so angry!

Smelly man, I really want to hit him!

"let her go?"

Yin Moran raised his eyes, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "Who are you to me? Why should I listen to you?"

"I"

Lin Qian choked, her gaze met the man's gloomy gaze, she swallowed and said, "I'm your girlfriend, do you think you want to listen to me?"

Correct!
They didn't break up, and their relationship was a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

Of course she is qualified to control him!

Yin Moran stared at Lin Qian's angry and pretty face, his black eyes moved, and the expression on Jun's face couldn't be discerned.

The woman in her arms is peeling grape skins.

Hearing Lin Qian's words, she couldn't help turning her head and sneering, "Sister, I advise you to take it easy, don't act like a dominatrix. Men come out to play, the most important thing is to have fun, don't spoil the fun, be careful of Boss Yin's disgust. .”

Yin Moran was lucky to see her tonight, and she didn't want to miss him so easily.

What's wrong with your girlfriend?
Anyway, men are sneaky.

She just needs to hug his thigh.

At least she is only 20 years old this year, much younger and more energetic than this woman.

As long as she stays with Yin Moran for one night, Yin Moran will never forget her.

Hearing the woman's words, and seeing her puffing out her chest deliberately to rub against Yin Moran, Lin Qian could no longer control the anger in her heart.

She suddenly reached out and pulled up the woman who was about to feed grapes to Yin Moran, and threw her off to the ground.

The woman was caught off guard and fell, and cried out with a ouch.

"Oh, it hurts so much! You shrew, Mr. Yin, look at her."

The woman's voice was full of grievances.

Lin Qian looked at her and sneered, "Little sister, don't put on airs! You know Qiao Xiya, right? She is a thousand times more beautiful than you, and she is a few ranks higher than you in playing cowardly! But so what? My family Doesn't Mo Ran disdain her for everything? Please go back and look in the mirror, and stop wishful thinking!"

The woman's face was condensed, revealing the domineering aura of a princess in the palace.

The waiter's face changed for a while, and he looked at Yin Moran unwillingly, with a look of tears on his face, "Boss Yin!"

Yin Moran was playing with the wine glass in his hand, his dark eyes swept over the standing Lin Qian, looking at her slender back, the corners of his mouth curved almost imperceptibly.

He glanced lightly at the woman on the ground again, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

The smell of artificial perfume all over him almost killed him just now.

How could it compare to the clean and delicate fragrance unique to his girlfriend?
"Boss Yin? Hurry up and take the tip and leave! Can't you see that the young couple is having fun?"

Nangong Li threw a wad of money to the woman on the ground, signaling her to leave quickly.

The waiter bit his lip, and looked at Yin Moran pitifully, not missing the disgusted look he gave him.

It seems that she is overthinking.

He was just deliberately using himself to provoke Lin Qian!