The cute wife turned over and said No to the president!

Chapter 13 I'm not the kind of woman you think "I... I'm going to the bathroom." Wen Wan was extremely embarrassed, she stood up awkwardly, and walked quickly towards the bathroom without waiting for the man's reaction.

Looking at the woman's back in a hurry, Moslow's deep eyes showed a slight smile, his wrist shook slightly, the light brown liquid formed a small vortex in the cup, and his thin lips touched On the edge of the wine glass, he raised his arm and took a sip.

Wen Wan picked up the phone and called Zhou Tiantian directly, but after the call got through, she didn't know how to speak.

"ended?"

Wen Wan was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath and said, "You still have..."

"what?"

"Forget it." Wen Wan sighed, still not ashamed to say it out, even if Tiantian really has money, it is turnover money and cannot be moved.

Wen Wan stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and seemed to have finally made up her mind, opened the door and walked out.

Moslow has already penetrated the woman's small thoughts, but he didn't.

After a meal, Wen Wan ate a little absent-mindedly.

"Waiter, check out."

Wen Wan waved to the waiter, then took out the wallet from the bag, hesitated when taking the card, and finally put her hand on the gold card in the innermost layer...

"President Mo has already settled the bill." The waiter spread his hands, nodded and pointed to Moslow.

Wen Wan raised her eyes in surprise, looked at the man opposite, and asked him with her eyes.

"You don't seem to eat much... I feel a little sorry for asking you to pay the bill." Moslow lowered his eyes lightly, glanced at the food on the table, with a serious expression, but the gentleness caught a trace of narrowness in the man's eyes .

The gentle and pretty face was slightly flushed, "But..." She didn't want to owe him anything.

Maslow interrupted the woman and said word by word, "Next time, you choose the location."

Wen Wan was a little taken aback, next time?And next time?

"Mr. Mo, I think..." The woman was contemplating, not knowing how to speak.

Moslow raised his eyes and stared at the woman, as if waiting for the following.

"We don't want to meet again in the future." Finally said it, Wen Wan let out a long breath.Although straightforward, it is very practical.

Moslow raised his eyebrows, and his expression was obviously a little surprised.

"reason."

Wen Wan pursed her red lips and mustered up the courage to speak, "I am not the kind of woman you think..."

Moslow narrowed his black eyes, and seemed to understand a little, but he still didn't say a word.

Wen Wan felt that her wording seemed inappropriate, so she hurriedly explained, "I mean, I never believed that there would be true friendship between men and women..."

Seeing herself getting more and more outrageous, Wen Wan almost wanted to hit the wall, "No, I just want to say..."

"Why don't I give you 10 minutes to organize the language?" Moslow's thin lips were slightly hooked, and there was a deep smile in the bottom of his eyes.

Gentle and shy, maybe because she was a little overwhelmed by the man's teasing, her tongue started to tie up, "I..."

The two were relatively speechless, and then Moslow asked in a low voice: "You, did you misunderstand something?"

"Misunderstanding?" Wen Wan was dumbfounded.Recalling what I just uttered, I immediately wanted to die. It was no big deal at first, but after she said it like this, it seemed a bit ambiguous. What if the male god's motive is very simple?

Oh, God, a thunderbolt struck her!