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

Chapter 98 was bitten by a mosquito, but he was still a gentle and embarrassing male.

Little Mo Yao on the side looked at this, then at that, and suddenly asked, "Sister Wan, whose door did you knock on at night?"

Wen Wan cleared her throat and blushed even more, "Don't listen to your Uncle Rong's nonsense, I didn't."

"Then last night, did I see a ghost?" Rong Zifeng smiled mischievously, looking very embarrassed.

Wen Wan turned her eyes to Moslow, who was opposite, hoping that he could help her out, but the man's lips curled up slightly, as if he was watching a show.

Wen Wan was very angry, picked up the drink at the table, took off her mask and took a sip, as if she was puzzled, she took another sip.

Putting down the cup angrily, she heard the little Mo Yao beside her ask curiously: "Hey, sister Wan, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Wen Wan's head slammed, it's over, she actually forgot about it!Now, there is no need to explain, everything is self-evident.When she saw Rong Zifeng's handsome face smiling like a spring breeze, she was so angry that her teeth itch.

"It must have been bitten by a mosquito." Rong Zifeng explained to Xiao Moyao with a smile, "And it's a big mosquito, sir...hahaha..."

"Are there mosquitoes in the room?" Little Mo Yao was confused.

"Of course you don't have any room, but there are other rooms..." Rong Zifeng deliberately drew the end of the sound so long, he couldn't help it, and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop laughing.

Looking at Moslow again, the smile on the corner of his lips has long disappeared, and his face is gloomy as if it is about to rain.

Wen Wan was shy, embarrassing and angry at first, but after seeing Moslow's expression, she instantly regained her balance.

"Sister Wan, what are you doing in someone else's room?" Xiao Mo Yao looked puzzled.

"Lonely." Rong Zifeng blurted out.He is not at all interested in this kind of woman who takes the initiative to throw herself into her arms. He still prefers that kind of little wild cat, the happier he is when he scratches him twice.

"Lonely?" Little Mo Yao didn't understand.

Wen Wan coughed twice in a timely manner, signaling to Rong Zifeng that enough is enough, don't teach the child badly.

"Sister Wan, you should stop running around at night, it's hard to be bitten by mosquitoes." Little Mo Yao persuaded like a little adult.

Wen Wan closed her eyes, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground and slip in.

"Yaoyao, you're wrong. If she doesn't run around, that mosquito will suffer." Rong Zifeng was so addicted to joking that he couldn't stop.

"I'll book you a plane ticket for this afternoon. The vacation is over, so you go back to the company to work overtime." There was a trace of chill in Moslow's cold voice, which made Rong Zifeng shiver involuntarily.

"No! I shut up, can't I just shut up?" Rong Zifeng wailed.

"It's okay not to go back, and the annual salary will be halved."

Rong Zifeng gritted his teeth and pointed his finger, "Okay, you're ruthless."

After returning to the room, taking advantage of Xiao Mo Yao's inattention, Moslow approached Wen Wan and said, "I remember, it didn't seem to be so swollen last night. What did you do?"

Wen Wan glanced at Xiao Mo Yao with shame and resentment, and said in a low voice: "You are not allowed to mention what happened last night." After speaking, she still raised her fist at the man.

Seeing Rong Zifeng's attitude today, Wen Wan has basically confirmed that he is not Moslow's male favourite.