Old men generally mind their age.

Chu Jin's words undoubtedly poked Mr. Mo's wound.

Mo Zhixuan's eyes deepened, he took a sip of cigarettes, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, imprisoning Chu Jin's waist with one hand, and lifting her jaw with the other. Before the smoke in his mouth was exhausted, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

The lips and teeth were pried open, and a steady stream of smoke came over his mouth. A faint smoke lingered between the lips and tongues of the two. Chu Jin was not prepared and coughed violently because of choking. Mo Zhixuan disagreed. Instead, he held her head and pried open her teeth skillfully. The cool tongue tip penetrated in, gradually deepening, the lips and tongue were entangled, dancing with the smoke.

A wisp of smoke overflowed from the corners of the two of them with their close lips, the hazy beautiful scenery appeared and the temperature in the room rose sharply, beautiful and affectionate, spring returned to the earth, and then the north will not be in only winter.

, the more intense it becomes.

But at this moment.

In the quiet space, the sound of the door pushing suddenly sounded.

Then there was a sound of footsteps.

When Mrs. Mo walked in, Chu Jin was sitting on the sand watching TV, her face as usual, but her lips were as red as poppy flowers, while Mo Zhixuan turned his back to Mrs. Mo and walked upstairs coldly.

Mrs. Mo said to his back, "Xuan'er, it's time to eat."

"You eat first." The voice was still as low and cold as ever.

"What are you doing? Don't you have dinner together?" Mrs. Mo continued.

Mr. Mo paused, and slowly spit out two words, "Take a bath." After the words fell, his figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

Chu Jin's heart that had finally calmed down was beating quickly because of the word "take a bath".

The ear roots are red and hot.

"This child, why are you taking a bath after eating?" Mrs. Mo angrily said, then walked to Chu Jin and said with a smile, "A Jin, if he doesn't eat, let's go and eat."

Mr. Mo took a shower a little longer. It was not until after meals that he lowered his eyes and clasped his cufflinks while walking down from the upper floor.

His body is like a jade tree, and his exquisite cufflinks reflect a cold light under the light, just like his whole body, serious and stern, and serious.

In the living room.

The three women formed a play, and at this moment they sat at the table and started playing cards. The fierce battle was in full swing, the atmosphere was strong, and everyone with a good appearance put a bunch of change in front of each person.

Mrs. Mo doesn’t have other hobbies, she just likes to play cards, whether it’s mahjong or playing cards.

After a while, notes were posted on Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi's faces, and the change in front of Mrs. Mo was almost piled up into a hill.

Chu Jin believes that his card skills are good, but unexpectedly, he will be strong and powerful.

Ginger is still spicy.

Mo Zhixuan stood at the entrance of the stairs, looked at the three people here, and a faint curve raised on the corner of his mouth.

After staying at the Mo family for one night, Chu Jin went home the next morning.

It was the driver of the Mo family who sent her back. Mo Zhixuan had something to do and disappeared early in the morning.

Today is Saturday, Mrs. Zhang has rested, and the empty villa looks a little quiet.

Chu Jin walked upstairs and just pushed open the bedroom door, a white shadow jumped onto her shoulder, "Master, welcome back."

Xiaobai kept rubbing against her head.

Chu Jin came to his desk, turned on the computer, logged on to a familiar website, replied to the book review for a while, and it was 13 o'clock in the afternoon.

Suddenly I remembered that today was the day when she met with the president of Shiyuan Technology. I closed the computer, changed my clothes, and hurried out.

According to the address given by Qin Zhenglin, Chu Jin came to a high-end membership teahouse and stopped.

Chen Palace.

The synonym for the emperor's character Chen is the Shu of Xingtian.

If you can give a teahouse such a name, I believe the boss behind the scenes is not an ordinary person.

As soon as Chu Jin stepped into the teahouse, a waiter politely greeted him, showing a smile on his face, "Hello, is it Miss Chu?"

"It's me," Chu Jin nodded slightly.

"The person in charge of Shiyuan Technology has been waiting for you for a long time, come with me." The waiter stepped forward to lead the way.

Chu Jin followed.

There are 9 floors in the Chen Palace, each floor has a different style, but they all have a common feature: high-end luxury and magnificent.

The waiters inside were all wearing classical plain clothes and long robes, with dignified manners, as if they had come out of the pictures of ancient ladies, and were well-trained.

There is no male waiter.

It gives people the illusion that they are like emperors, with three thousand beauties in the harem.

The higher you go, the more gorgeous the layout inside, Chu Jin noticed that the random hanging paintings on the wall were all made by famous artists and worth more than 6 digits.

He went to the top floor and turned a corner. The waiter took Chu Jin to the Liangyi Hall and stopped.

"Miss Chu, it's here." The waiter bent down slightly, then took a few steps before turning around and leaving.

There is some silence in the air.

Looking at the door in front of you, Chu Jin felt a sense of change in his heart. It was very strange, as if there was another world inside through this door.

It took a long time before she reached out to push the door open.

With a squeak, it looked particularly harsh in this quiet space.

Behind the door...
Chapter completed!