26 Where Are You Touching?

Forget it.

Shui Miaomiao was ready to drink it herself.

"Miss Shui, it is not interesting if you toast like that. Drink cross-cupped wine. Handsome men and beautiful women drinking wine together would give a pleasant scene," said Manager Huang trying to make things work.

Shui Miaomiao blushed. She gave a hollow laugh and rejected, "This might be not very appropriate."

"So, Miss Shui, you are bossed around by your boyfriend. Your boyfriend is not here. Aren't you going to do it for us?" asked Manager Huang, clearly having another meaning in his words.

"That's right. Miss Shui is someone big. I would meet with President Li one day to talk about this." said the bald man with a wicked expression on his face.

There was a hint of alarm about this.

She would be screwed if he said this to President Li.

Shui Miaomiao was happy.

She would just do it, and then she wouldn't lose anything.

"Well…" Shui Miaomiao awkwardly turned to Shen Mochen, raised her glass, and said, "I'll toast to you, President Shen."

Shen Mochen's deep eyes glanced at her unwilling look. His arm encircled around her's.

The two men were close together.

She could feel the strength of his arm. The warmth of his arms passed through his clothes to her skin.

She smelled the red wine on his breath and felt the warmth of his breath on her face.

However, there was a deep black hole in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

Shui Miaomiao did not dare to look at him and drank it all.

Suddenly, his arm pulled in his direction.

Shui Miaomiao did not expect it. The wine in her glass was so full. She was not able to drink it, and it all spilled out.

She pushed back reflexively to avoid the wine from spilling on her.

The wine glass in her hand tilted and poured all over Shen Mochen.

When Shui Miaomiao saw the bright red wine fall on his suit and trousers. Her almond eyes enlarged, and she had a thought in her head: She was going to have bad luck again.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Shui Miaomiao said as she hurriedly put down the glass. She took out a tissue to wipe his suit and wiped his trousers.

As she followed the trail of the spilled wine, she rubbed closer and closer to the center of his body.

She felt something weird under her hands, and her eyes fell on the big thing in the middle of his pants.

In a second, she blushed. Even her ears were red.

It was too late for Shui Miaomiao to withdraw her hand, which was gripped by his long and slender fingers.

"Where are you touching?" asked Shen Mochen as he locked her tight.

Shui Miaomiao looked up. Because she was too flustered, her mouth was dried, so she licked her lips. She saw her blushing reflection in his eyes, then she cleared her throat and whispered, "I didn't do it on purpose."

"Two incidents were done unintentionally. Could I understand it as a negative and a negative, which brings positive?" Shen Mochen lifted an eyebrow. His eyes became deeper and deeper and as black as ink.

"Can't I wash it for you?" replied Shui Miaomiao, suppressing her voice.

Shen Mochen lifted the corner of his mouth as if there was a dark black hole in his eyes, then he said, "Won't your boyfriend be jealous if you wash another man's pants?"

Shui Miaomiao frowned and replied, "He is a very generous person and knows I wouldn't do anything that would betray him."

Shen Mochen chuckled. He said as if he knew everything, "He is very generous indeed. Then how about Miss Shui, you ask your generous boyfriend to pay for this meal. It won't be a problem, right?"

Shui Miaomiao, "..."

What do you call malicious? What is insidious? What is to control people in the palm, and let them have no room to fight?

Look. The man in front of her showed the incisiveness of them.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes darkened a bit. She put on a smile and said, "Sorry, I have to go to the restroom."

Shui Miaomiao held the bag and went out with her head down.

Shen Mochen drank the wine from the cup one go.

Everyone could see that as soon as Shui Miaomiao left, Shen Mochen was instantly in a bad mood.