Your Excellency, I love you!

The door creaked and was pushed open.

The woman leaning against the wall inside raised her head.

Sheng Miao had been hiding behind Mo Shiche and didn't dare to move. Now when she saw the person inside, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, "Sheng...Sheng Tang?"

Luo Qiangwei was wearing a beautiful flower-colored long dress, with curly dark brown wavy long hair hanging over her body, her eyebrows were charming and charming, and she raised one hand on the door. It was obvious that she was the one who made the thumping sound just now.

Hearing Sheng Miao's words, Luo Qiangwei straightened her body and said lazily, "Isn't this President Mo? What are you doing in the women's toilet... um."

Before he finished speaking, the man who was standing still suddenly walked over a few steps, stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Qiangwei tightly into his arms.

Without hesitation, almost instinctively, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Prying open the teeth, eagerly and forcefully absorbing her existence.

Seeing this, Sheng Miao clenched her hands tightly, her already pale face was now dead pale, and she bit her lower lip tightly.

Luo Qiangwei frowned, originally wanted to get rid of the man who was entangled and kissed, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Sheng Miao's expression, and with a flick of her eyes, she raised her hand to wrap around the man's neck.

Mo Shiche's eyes trembled, and he immediately hugged her even tighter. He almost lifted her into his arms with both hands, and bowed his head to kiss her deeply.

In a quiet space, the kissing men and women can even hear the sound of kissing each other clearly.

The waiter blushed and hurried out.

Sheng Miao stood there without moving, her eyes fixed on them.

After a while, Luo Qiangwei felt that her lips were numb, and she reached out to push the man, "Oh...no more..."

Mo Shiche didn't force the kiss, but pulled away, but his thin lips were still pecking affectionately on her rosy lips, his breath was full of strong emotion, "Well, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet," Luo Qiangwei blinked her big eyes, "I'm very tired from Linshi, I haven't had any food after sitting in the car all day, I'm so hungry."

"Then eat now," Mo Shiche couldn't help kissing her non-stop while speaking, "Do you want to eat outside or go home and I'll cook for you? It will take at least three or ten minutes to go back."

Luo Qiangwei frowned and thought for a while, then said reluctantly, "Well, that's it...then you can cook me a bowl of noodles, seafood noodles in the kitchen of this restaurant."

Sheng Miao couldn't help it when she heard the words, "Sheng Tang, it's too much for you to play Shi Che like this. This is a restaurant. You let Shi Che, the dignified president of the Mo family, into the kitchen to cook noodles, and other people know about it." What would you think?!"

"Oh," Luo Qiangwei curled her hair, "then don't cook it."

"I'll go now, wait for me for 15 minutes." Mo Shiche brushed away the hair on Luo Qiangwei's face, his black eyes glanced coldly at Sheng Miao, "You can go if you have nothing to do, it's not your turn to yell at her .”

Sheng Miao clenched her hands tightly, "You..."

Mo Shiche had already walked out with Luo Qiangwei in his arms.

Only Sheng Miao stood in the bathroom, chopping her feet angrily. At this time, there was a soft laughter from behind the door panel. Her back stiffened, she didn't dare to look back, and immediately ran out in a panic.

In the restaurant, Luo Qiangwei sat alone on the seat, drinking fruit juice unhurriedly.

Sheng Miao walked over on her high heels, obviously patched up, but she still couldn't hide the panic after the fright in her eyes, she stood by her table, gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice, "Sheng Tang, what about the scene in the bathroom just now?" ...Did you pretend to be a ghost on purpose?"

"Pretending to be a ghost?" Luo Qiangwei looked up at her with a smile on her face, "I'm pretending to be a ghost... Oh, do you mean Desolate Years?"