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

Chapter 133 Do You Want To Be Mrs. Mo That Much?Wen Wan stared at the man angrily, subconsciously picked up the wine glass on the table, just put it to her mouth but put it back again, almost forgot the lesson again.

Wen Wan got up with her bag in her hand, and wanted to go to the bathroom, but she was stopped by a figure that suddenly jumped out, and before she could react, she slapped him loudly.

"Fox spirit! Let you snatch my man!" The other party's eyes were extremely vicious, and his hands were too strong, causing Wen Wan to stagger and almost fall.

When the other party wanted to slap her for the second time, Wen Wan suddenly felt warmth in her waist, and then the woman's slender hand was frozen in the air.

In fact, as early as after Wen Wan got up, Moslow also got up. He couldn't stop the first slap, but the second...

"It hurts, it hurts, let go!" Perhaps it was because of Moslow's great strength that he could make the woman scream with a little force.

Only then did Wen Wan come to her senses, she knew the woman in front of her, wasn't she Vice President Yi's ex-girlfriend?As the saying goes, you can't live by doing your own crimes, and you are also to blame for this matter.

"Let go!" The other party was still yelling, and her yelling immediately attracted the surrounding guests, who all gathered around them.Even the newlyweds on the stage suspended the wedding because of this.

Wen Wan was slightly taken aback, looking at the man who was half hugging her, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of bones being crushed.

"Come back!" Moslow finally let go of the woman's hand, looked down at Wen Wan and said word by word.

"Huh?" Wen Wan was startled.

"Do you still want me to teach you?" Moslow warned in a deep voice.

Wen Wan immediately shook her head, if others saw him beating a woman, it would hurt his reputation, no, why would she think about him?

Wen Wan raised her hand to touch her face that was hurt by the beating, and gritted her teeth. In fact, she was also very excited.In my impression, she seemed to have never slapped anyone, but she had to pay back this slap.It's Yi Zheng's fault if she makes a thousand mistakes, so what's the matter with her?

The other party received a slap on the face from Wen Wan, perhaps because Wen Wan's force was not too strong, so the other party just looked at her in astonishment. Just wilted.

The guests who came to the wedding banquet were all famous people, and they still couldn't help whispering when they saw this kind of scene.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Yi Zheng squeezed in suddenly, his eyes flashing between the three of them.

"Yi Zheng, she hit me!" Seeing Yi Zheng, the woman immediately threw herself into his arms.

Yi Zheng quickly pushed her away, "What's going on? Why did you appear here?"

"Take your woman and leave quickly!" Moslow's low voice made people shudder.

Yi Zheng seemed to have noticed something, so he immediately pulled the woman and walked outside.

Wen Wan rubbed her sore cheek, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." However, when she found that everyone was looking at her and Moslow with ambiguous eyes, she suddenly wanted to run away. escape.

Moslow directly dragged her through the crowd and walked out.

Whispering voices came from behind again, all about the relationship between her little transparent and Moslow, is she a girlfriend?Or a lover?However, the rumors about Moslow's good manhood may be completely self-defeating.

Moslow threw Wen Wan into the car, and then got in himself.

Wen Wan originally thought that Moslow was going to take her home or... to the hotel.However, she guessed wrong.

Moslow actually took her back to the apartment where he and Yaoyao lived, presumably because of the proximity?

The car parked in the underground garage, but Wen Wan didn't intend to get out of the car.

"What? Are you going to let me carry you up?" Moslow's dark eyes froze slightly.

"I won't go up!" Wen Wan was also stubborn sometimes.She remembered that she had made an oath, if she stepped here again, wouldn't she... wouldn't she...

Moslow started directly and dragged the woman out of the car.

Wen Wan staggered and almost fell, "I said, I won't go up!"

"My patience is limited, Miss Wen!"

"I said I won't go up..." The next second, Wen Wan felt dizzy.She was still carried home by the man.

When she reached the door, Wen Wan wanted to run away, but was pushed in by Moslow.

When Xiao Moyao saw Wen Wan, she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she just stayed for two seconds and ran towards Wen Wan, "Sister Wan, you finally came to see me. Yaoyao misses you so much!"

Wen Wan sighed helplessly, knelt down and hugged Xiao Mo Yao into her arms.Anyway, she already came in, but she didn't come in voluntarily, so she didn't break her oath.

"Sister Wan, what's wrong with your face? It seems to be swollen." Little Mo Yao suddenly asked while holding her gentle face.

Gentle, I don't know how to explain it for a long time.

However, Moslow directly ordered the servant to boil two eggs, so that Wen Wan wrapped it in a cloth to reduce the swelling.

Moslow went back to the bedroom, changed his clothes and came out, only to hear Wen Wan on the sofa hissing while teaching little Mo Yao to draw.

"Come in." Moslow suddenly ordered Wen Wan.

The gentle gaze subconsciously fell on the bedroom behind the man, and his thoughts immediately became unhealthy.He probably wants to prostitute himself in broad daylight!

Wen Wan shook her head subconsciously, but the man had already turned around and walked in.

Little Mo Yao looked at her father and then at Wen Wan, and asked cautiously, "Sister Wan, can you stop arguing?"

Wen Wan immediately touched Xiao Mo Yao's head, and comforted her: "Don't worry, we won't quarrel."

Wen Wan went in anyway, and saw the man sitting on the sofa next to the end of the bed, so she approached anxiously, "Why?"

Moslow beckoned to the woman, beckoning her to sit beside him.

The gentle little eyes immediately glanced at the big bed behind the man. She has seen how beastly this man is, so he really wants to...

Moslow followed the woman's gaze and turned back, then snorted and sarcastically said, "Don't worry, there will only be one woman in my bed, and that is the future Mrs. Mo, and you are only worthy of staying in a hotel bed."

After Wen Wan came back to her senses, her cheeks flushed with anger, "Moslow!"

Wen Wan turned around and wanted to leave, but was dragged into the arms of the man who strode forward, and then dragged her to the sofa.

Wen Wan struggled and raised her eyes, but she happened to meet the narrowness that flashed across the man's eyes.

"President Mo is thinking too much! It seems that we have some ideas, and President Mo and I agree! There is only one man in my bed, and that is my future husband!" Wen Wan snorted, not wanting to let her at a disadvantage.

"Really?" Moslow snorted coldly, took Wen Wan into his arms, and then blew in her ear, "I remember, I once stayed in Miss Wen's room, did Miss Wen forget gone?"

Wen Wan struggled to no avail, so she could only lean in the man's arms, "That's a rented house, not my home."

"Oh? I'm suddenly interested in Miss Wen's boudoir." Moslow lowered his voice and said ambiguously: "You said, if your future husband knows that you are being pushed down on the bed by other men and keep *ing, he How would you feel?"

Wen Wan heard the words, her face turned livid, and she reached out to hit the man, "Moslow! You bastard!"

"..."

"What era is it now? Who cares how many boyfriends you had before? Some men like experienced women! In the future, I will ask President Mo to teach me more, so that I can 'study something'. Take good care of my husband." Wen Wan replied unwillingly to be outdone, that half-smile expression gave Moslow the urge to slap her.

"In the world, there are really few shameless women like you!" Moslow's face darkened, and his voice was as cold as February, frighteningly cold, "Don't worry, when you get married, I will definitely send you a gift. It's a big gift."

"Then thank President Mo first." Wen Wan smiled slightly.

"Then now, shouldn't you reward me first?" Moslow pinched the woman's chin, and rubbed her thin lips against her.

"You... Didn't you say that you won't want other women here?" Wen Wan suddenly stuttered, she subconsciously leaned back, avoiding the man's constantly encroaching palms.

"I just said, not on the bed..." Moslow directly pressed the woman on the sofa, wanting to act like a beast.

Wen Wan hurriedly rejected the man, "But... Yaoyao is still outside, what if she comes in..."

"Don't worry, she is a polite child! As long as there is no 'too much' movement in the house, she will not barge in, so, later, you have to control your voice, don't be heard by the outside We're here." Moslow intentionally frightened the woman, and while she was still frightened, he directly... got his wish and entered into a warm place.

After Wen Wan was tortured by the man, she climbed into the man's big bed in order to make the man feel a little more frustrated.

"Miss Wen, so you want to be Mrs. Mo so much!" A man's sarcasm suddenly came from beside the bed.