Eight Hundred and Sixty-Five Qiqi, You Are Jealous (I)

She came back to her senses, tried to adjust her emotions, and then picked up the phone.

"Qiqi, come and pick me up, okay? I'm in the tr, I drank too much..."

Mo Xun's voice came from the other end of the phone. Upon hearing this, Qiqi knew that he was drunk, and he drank a lot.

Qiqi knew that he was under great psychological pressure recently.

Mo's father's condition has not improved, and the child's matter...

"Just wait for me there. I'll come over now." Qiqi did not refuse. Anyway, she herself is feeling very depressed right now. She might as well go out for a walk to get some fresh air while staying at home and watching the news.

She hung up the phone and looked at the TV again. On the TV, other news has been switched. The figures of those two people were no longer there.

She turned off the TV, changed her clothes, took her mobile phone and money and went out.

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tr is a high-end private club with membership system and luxurious environment.

The people who come here are either wealthy businessmen like Mo Xun or high-ranking officials.

The parking lot outside the club was full of fine luxury cars. Qiqi glanced over and saw Mo Xun's Lamborghini among them. She was about to look away and enter the club, but...

His eyes paused as he passed by a black car.

That CF98 was too dazzling among the cars.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right? However, how many CF98s are there in the entire Jucheng?

Thinking about it, Qiqi felt that she was a little ridiculous. Even if it's really Tang Jue, so what? They... are just two strangers who don't know each other now. If you really meet someone, you can just pass them by as if you don't know them.

Qiqi didn't go up to take a look at the license plate. She just called Mo Xun and entered the club.

The clubhouse was splendid and luxurious. After Qiqi entered, the waiter led her to Mo Xunzai's box.

Mo Xun was the only one in the huge box. He was quite drunk, leaning back on the sofa. He didn't look as high-spirited as usual, but a little depressed.

"Mo Xun, let's go." Qiqi picked up his coat and said,

Hanging on his arm, he walked over and patted his face.

"Qiqi..." Mo Xun opened his eyes a thin crack, and when he saw her, he smiled innocently, as innocently as a child. "You came?"

"Yeah. Can you still get up?"

"Yes." Mo Xun murmured, grabbing her hand. With her strength, he reluctantly stood up from the sofa.

He was shaking so hard that Qiqi could only support him with her whole body. Fortunately, the waiter at the club helped me and I could barely walk a few steps.

The door of the box was opened, and Qiqi helped Mo Xun out. He put one arm around her shoulders and almost leaned against him. The smell of alcohol filled the air, and Qiqi felt like she was almost drunk.

Right now...

The door of the private room opposite was opened by a waiter from inside.

Qiqi subconsciously raised her head.

then……

"Mr. Tang!"

Everyone greeted him respectfully in unison.

Qiqi was stunned.

The person who walked out of the box was none other than the man who was so beautiful that people could never ignore him.

Under the strange lights, Tang Jue came out of the club wearing only a white shirt. She looks lazy and graceful, with a bit of ambiguous infatuation on her body. The collar of her shirt is opened a little low, and there is an ambiguous lip print on the collar.

Such Tang Jue became more and more stunning and tempting, and even the man could not help but secretly choke on his saliva.

Qiqi's eyes glanced at the ambiguous lip prints, and her heart ached inexplicably. The next moment, he almost immediately turned his face away, supported Mo Xun and left. The moment their eyes shifted, she saw that Tang Jue also clearly saw her. Apart from the fascination, his eyes were also cold.

Being cold to her.

"Miss Qi." Jian Qing came out from behind Tang Jue and greeted Qi Qi immediately when she saw her.

Qiqi forced a smile, her expression a little stiff, "Qiao."

She didn't look at Tang Jue.

Not even a glance.

However, I could feel his sharp gaze, like a hawk (sun, third sound), fixed on me.

She managed to calm down and ignored his presence. She put one arm behind Mo Xun, hugged him tightly as he staggered around, and said to Jian Qing, "I'll help my husband go back first. Goodbye."

Even I didn't realize that I deliberately said the word 'my husband' too hard.

"..." Jian Qing looked at her, and then at someone with his hands in his pockets, his face extremely cold, and he waved his hands calmly, "Okay, bye..."

What a nice word 'sir'~~

so……

Now, is it important for him to escape for his life first? It would be terrible if the storm rolled over him.

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Qiqi didn't stay any longer, supported Mo Xun and left.

Mo Xun's body was completely tilted on her shoulder.

"Qiqi." He called her several times drunkenly. It took Qiqi a while before she came back to her senses and softly said "hmm" from her throat. The originally gentle voice now sounded a bit muffled.

"You are such a good wife..."

Mo Xun sighed, suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly.

The steps stopped and refused to move.

Qiqi could feel the distance that was neither close nor far away, and there was a line of sight imprinted on her body. She didn't know why she didn't push Mo Xun away. She just patted his hand and became more gentle, "You are very drunk. Let's talk about it when we get back, okay?"

"No... Actually... I have a lot to say to you..." Mo Xun's words sounded like a spoiled child.

"Okay, then you say it now."

"I think... it's great to marry you..." Mo Xun held her little face, his eyes were drunk and his gaze was blurred, "Wife... Do you think you have ever regretted marrying me?"

She sighed. This man was really drunk.

"Of course not. Why should I regret it?" This was the truth. Since the agreement has been signed, there is nothing to regret.

Mo Xun smiled innocently, innocent and cute.

"Then... you give birth to a child for me, okay? Wife, we will go back to give birth to a child tonight..."

Qiqi was stunned.

Mo Xun didn't hear her answer, his beautiful eyebrows were knitted, and sadness appeared on his face, "You don't want to? I don't care... I want you to give birth to me... I don't want other women's children... Qiqi, of all women, I only like you..."

He hugged her tightly like a willful child, and even leaned over, drunkenly put his lips on her lips and kissed them.

Qiqi only thought of Mo Xun as a friend. His lips came over her, and she was stunned for a moment, but her heart was calm.

Unlike when Tang Jue kissed her...

Thinking of this, she didn't dare to think about it anymore. Why did she think of that annoying man? He had so many women that it was natural for him to be a good kisser.