She had no choice but to drag Tang Mo 'er along to make up the numbers.
The design director promptly said, "Mr Dewen, Miss Tang is not our company's public relations department. She's an employee."
"I don't care. I want Miss Tang to drink with me first." With that, Mr Dewen handed a glass of wine over to Tang Mo 'er.
Tang Mo 'er stretched out her fair hand to receive the glass of wine. She broke free from Dewen's grasp and sat down beside Gu Mohan. She said softly, "Mr Gu, save me."
Gu Mohan lowered his eyes to look at Tang Mo 'er's alluring face. He raised his good-looking brows and his long and narrow eyes twinkled with the charm of a mature man. "Why should I save you, hm?"
Why should I save you?
That meant that he wasn't going to save her.
Tang Mo 'er immediately pouted her delicate face and looked at him resentfully. Wasn't it just drinking wine? She would drink it.
"Mr Dewen, let me toast you."
Tang Mo 'er downed the glass of wine in one gulp.
Dewen's eyes lit up. He promptly stretched out his hand to hold Tang Mo 'er's smooth shoulder. But at this moment, a large hand reached over and grasped Tang Mo' er's shoulder. Tang Mo 'er was pulled into Gu Mohan's arms.
Dewen froze. Could this woman be Gu Mohan's?
Gu Mohan's embrace was a declaration of his ownership. His message was simple and domineering.
This woman, he couldn't touch.
Although Dewen was lustful, he didn't want to fight with Gu Mohan over a woman. He knew that the consequences would be dire.
Tang Mo 'er felt uncomfortable in her mouth. What kind of wine was this? It tasted terrible and the aftereffects were quite strong.
Her alcohol tolerance was very low and she got drunk easily. In the past, she wasn't allowed to drink on Chinese Valentine's Day.
She stretched out her fair hand and touched her face. Her face seemed to be burning.
She stuck out her tongue in discomfort.
At this moment, she heard a low and magnetic voice. "You drank the wine so quickly. You deserve to feel bad."
"…"
Tang Mo 'er promptly raised her bright eyes and glared at him angrily. It was bad enough that he didn't want to save her, but now he was making sarcastic remarks.
"President Gu, Miss Tang, since everyone is here today, why don't we play a game?" Dewen asked.
Gu Mohan looked at Dewen and smiled. "Mr Dewen, what game do you want to play?"
"Let's play the game of scissors. Mr. Gu and I will play rock-paper-scissors. The one with the bigger fist can command Miss Tang. Miss Tang will move her scissors on the body of the person with the smaller fist. Up, down, left, right."
This Devin was indeed a pervert. He frequented such occasions. This game of scissors was full of ambiguity. The girl's two fingers were crawling all over the man's body.
Gu Mohan nodded. "Alright."
Gu Mohan and De Wen started playing rock-paper-scissors. This time, De Wen won.
Dewen sighed. Actually, he wanted it to be small so that Tang Mo 'er's little hands could crawl all over his body.
However, he was also very excited. For a man like Gu Mohan who was cold and restrained, if a woman's little fingers were to crawl all over his body, he didn't know if he would still be able to keep his cool.
"Miss Tang, we're about to begin."
Tang Mo 'er's delicate face was burning and her head was a little dizzy. It was a glass of strong alcohol and she had drunk it so quickly that she was already drunk.
Although she had never played rock-paper-scissors before, she had seen others play it. She had been in the entertainment industry in the past and had seen all kinds of social activities.
Tang Mo 'er's bright eyes flickered with drunkenness. She curved her pretty lips and looked at Dewen with a smile. "Mr Dewen, I hope that you can command us well."
Dewen nodded his head. "Don't worry, I'll definitely make you satisfied."
"Mr Gu, I'm coming." Tang Mo 'er stretched out two fair fingers and placed them on Gu Mohan's handsome shoulders.
"Miss Tang, turn left."
Tang Mo 'er's little finger slowly crawled to the left, until it reached the man's Adam's apple.
Her strength was very light, just like a kitten's paw scratching him. Gu Mohan's eyes darkened and his Adam's apple bobbed.
Tang Mo 'er tilted her head and her silky black hair cascaded down from his handsome white shirt, wrapping around his incomparably alluring shoulder. She moved her delicate face closer to his handsome face and said in a tipsy voice, "Mr Gu, you're thirsty, hm?"
Mr Gu, you're thirsty.
Hm?
Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes were blazing with anger. What a bold woman.
"Miss Tang, go up."
Tang Mo 'er's fair little finger slowly crawled downwards and climbed up the man's soft and sexy thin lips.
Her hand stopped and Tang Mo 'er looked at his thin lips in a drunken stupor. His lips had kissed her silky hair, her face, her little mouth, and … so much more.
It was also his lips that had said the most touching words of love to her. He had called her Mo 'er, called her Madam, called her Darling …
Tang Mo 'er gently touched his thin thin lips and used her soft fingertips to caress his sexy lips …
At this moment, she felt a pain in her hand. Gu Mohan stretched out his large hand and squeezed it forcefully.
His eyes were slightly bloodshot and he glared at the woman fiercely. He warned in a hoarse voice, "Behave yourself, don't provoke me, hm?"
She had actually touched his lips.
A woman touching a man's lips was very bold and her actions were very suggestive.
Tang Mo 'er sobered up a little. Her little hand was in pain from being squeezed so tightly. Looking at the cold warning and displeasure in his eyes, she then remembered that he had lost his memory.
She pouted her bright red lips. "It hurts … Mr Gu, you're hurting me …"
"Hahaha." At this moment, Dewen laughed out loud. He was watching from the side and was aroused by Tang Mo 'er. He looked at Tang Mo' er with lust. "Miss Tang, President Gu is so insensitive. Come to my side, I'll play with you."
Just as he finished speaking, a sinister glare swept over him. Dewen froze because Gu Mohan had glanced at him.
It was a very serious and unpleasant warning.
Dewen shrugged his shoulders. This man was really overbearing. He had only flirted with Tang Mo 'er a little and he had already given him such a look.
"Miss Tang, let's continue playing then. Now … go downwards."
Tang Mo 'er's fingers trailed along the man's thin lips, all the way to his muscular chest, before slowly moving downwards.
Dewen did not stop her. His pair of lustful eyes were almost spitting fire. He just looked at Tang Mo 'er's little hand moving downwards …
Gu Mohan furrowed his handsome brows and his deep eyes were already covered with a layer of scarlet. His throat felt as though it was on fire.
Thirsty.
So thirsty.
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