The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"No way." Li Ze'an picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured the wine directly into his mouth.

After gulping it down, he pushed the chair away.

"I can't play this game. You can play whoever you like. I won't accompany you!" He left a sentence, turned around and ran away.

By the time everyone reacted, they had already slipped outside the box.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

The expressions of the other people at the table were all different, and Mu Shasha almost laughed out loud.

"Scared away, Mr. Mo is really..."

Everyone is scared.

Bai Xiran stood there alone, inexplicably embarrassed.

He coughed twice and sat back down again.

Looking at the man with a cold face from the corner of his eye, he decided to sit quietly.

No one at the table made a sound.

Dugu Yuegui was shy, full of complaints and dissatisfaction.

Mo Junzhe finally opened his lips, but only uttered a few cold words, "Why, do you still want to play to the end?"

"What did Mr. Mo say? The game has begun. According to the rules, it is supposed to..."

"What rule is Miss Gu talking about? Where is the rule?" The man asked straight away, stretched out his hand casually, and grabbed the wine bottle.

Looking against the light, the thick glass absorbs most of the light, leaving only a blurry shadow inside.

He swayed.

It was obviously just a simple movement, but coupled with the man's expression at this time, the surrounding atmosphere seemed a little dull.

"After all, I got it..." Gu Yuegui's voice was very low, with no confidence.

The man's face was deep and gloomy, with a stern look on his thin lips, his eyes were full of thick darkness, and his voice was indistinctly indistinct, "Oh... I got it."

He took the note back from Bai Xiran's hand and stuffed it back into the bottle.

Then he pushed the bottle forward.

The person leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair.

Eyebrows raised slightly, "Put it in."

The man's tone was mild, but Gu Yuegui's whole body trembled, not daring to breathe.

She pulled Wang Wenliang beside her, and she began to tremble slightly.

"husband……"

"What's it called? Mr. Mo told you to put it in, so hurry up!"

After speaking, he snatched the paper from her hand and quickly stuffed it back.

"Turn." Mo Junzhe said suddenly, his voice was obscure and cold.

Wang Wenliang was startled for a moment, then nodded quickly after realizing it, "Yes, yes."

He turned the bottle quickly...

Everyone's eyes moved over, moving along with the rotating bottle.

Until the moment it stops.

Xiaobao let out a "huh", "pointing at Ranran again."

Wang Wenliang only felt his head "buzz", and he stood up immediately.

"My damn hand! I'm sorry Mr. Mo, I'll turn it again!"

Mo Junzhe didn't say a word.

Wang Wenliang reacted and immediately turned it again.

A few seconds later, the mouth of the bottle was still firmly pointing at Bai Xiran's position.

The air was silent.

Bai Xiran stretched out his fingers, and fiddled with the mouth of the bottle casually.

After two turns...

He wobbled and pointed at her position again.

"So it is."

The little guy was lying on the table, frowning and looking at the wine bottle.

After observing for a while, he seemed to find that there was no result, so he simply held the bottle with both hands.

"Looks like any other bottle."

He simply received it in his arms and decided to take it home and study it carefully.

And on the table.

Mo Junzhe held Bai Xiran with one hand, put the other hand on the table, and tapped his joints lightly.

It seems to be waiting for an explanation.