I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

The assistant had already got out of the car holding the documents very discerningly.

The driver also moved the car's block up with ease, quickly creating a sufficient space for Ming Nuan and Mo Shiyan.

Ming Nuan finished speaking.

I think the atmosphere is a bit strange.

He coughed slightly, lowered his head while holding the phone, and pretended to be busy.

Available soon.

She found that Mo Shiyan's eyes were too hot.

"What are you doing..." Look at me.

She didn't even finish her sentence.

All the fingers were curled up nervously.

Mo Shiyan was very close.

His whole figure seemed to be enveloping her. With just a gentle push on her shoulder, he could pin her down in this cramped space and do whatever he wanted.

Ming Nuan had a terrifying feeling that he was about to be knocked down by a beast.

The pupils shrank and trembled slightly.

In Mo Shiyan's dark eyes, he could clearly see his panic.

Mo Shiyan stared at Ming Nuan's lips.

Her lips are a little thin, but as long as she kisses them.

You can feel the soft lip flesh bulging slightly, and when you press it with your fingers, a little bit of the plump pink color will overflow.

He knew all this very well.

Every kiss, every hug.

It's like an addiction that can never be broken.

But he still controlled himself.

Even though the two people's breathing was very close, there was a voice in Mo Shiyan's heart telling him.

hold on.

Now is not the time.

The soft cushion next to Ming Nuan has dented.

It was Mo Shiyan's hand supporting her side. Ming Nuan's back slowly pressed against the back cushion. One hand blocked Mo Shiyan's shoulder, and she subconsciously pushed her out, but she absolutely couldn't push Mo Shiyan away. Shi Yan's.

But this time, Mo Shiyan was pushed away by her following her movements.

Ming Nuan was stunned for a moment.

I felt a sudden 'click' sound coming from my side.

Mo Shiyan suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said calmly: "Fasten your seat belt."

Ming Nuan: "..."

Her face suddenly turned red!

She almost thought Mo Shiyan was going to kiss him just now!

After all, the dog never squeaked in advance when chewing her.

Ming Nuan calmed down and touched the seat belt with some embarrassment.

I couldn't help but said: "Sit in the back seat, why don't you get a seat belt?"

Mo Shiyan saw a slight pink color on her face.

He was in a good mood, and the gloom and restraint he had felt earlier was gone.

There was even a slight smile on the corner of her lips, "It seems that we, Miss Ming, have no traffic awareness."

Ming Nuan: "..."

You have a face that is most suitable for an outlaw, but you still have the nerve to talk to her?

But I was interrupted like this.

Ming Nuan's mood actually got better.

She thought for a while, then turned to look at Mo Shiyan, "Mr. Mo, what were you like in high school?"

Ming Nuan's own high school days, before anything happened to her mother.

It was all smooth sailing.

She has a good background and her academic performance is also very good. It can be said that it is because her life was so smooth that after she learned about her grandfather and mother, she did not have a strong enough heart and couldn't bear it and collapsed. .

Ming Rourou and his gang took the chance.

Mo Shiyan didn't even raise his head.

He calmly said that the weather was nice, "What can it be like?"

Mo Shiyan frowned.

high school?

His memory was a little blurry.

But the only thing that’s certain is, “Of course I’m the star of the school.”

Ming Nuan's cheeks twitched, "...You are really not modest at all."

Unexpectedly, Mo Shiyan chuckled lightly, "There is no person in this world who is popular without knowing it. If there is, it is not being modest, but pretending to be stupid."

He relaxed into the parking space.

Turning to look at Mingnuan.

"Aren't you?"

Bright and warm.

But Mo Shiyan said in a very positive tone: "You must be the most beautiful and outstanding girl in your high school."

When he looks at someone seriously.

A little starlight will gather in the dark eyes, "The stars support the moon, it suits you very well."

bang bang.

Ming Nuan heard her heart beat two beats faster.

Everything he said was correct.

She indeed is.

But it came out of her mouth.

It was as if it was wrapped in the scent of honeyed roses, entangled in the wind and clinging to her body.

When Ming Nuan's heart skipped a few beats, Mo Shiyan had already turned around.

He leaned against the car window.

The lowered eyelashes cast a shadow, as if they were twisting and reaching out to blend into the bottom of his pupils again, and then covered with a dark layer.

He straightened the corners of Mo Shiyan's upturned lips.

The joy just now because Ming Nuan didn't choose to attend the award ceremony for those two children was like fireworks again.

Slowly losing that light.

not enough!

He could feel his greed growing, and he was screaming in the endless night, asking her to give him more.

Those who ask for more are like a greedy beggar who is never satisfied.

ugly.

greedy.

But he couldn't control himself.

Probably because Mingnuan not only perfectly gave the answer he wanted, but even gave an answer that exceeded his expectations.

So his heart that planned to take things step by step was once again ready to move.

Mo Shiyan turned on his phone.

From the invitation messages, I picked and clicked on one message.

He is no longer a high school student expecting someone to attend his award ceremony.

I no longer have the childish fantasies I had when I was a teenager.

Now, whatever he wants, he will get it himself.

No longer expect others to actively give.

But she was the only one who was different.

He reluctantly clicked on the message inviting him to attend the award ceremony.

It seems to be an award ceremony based on the number of donations from charity funds.

He never goes like this.

But this time he wanted to go.

Because this family has a particularly strong sense of ritual.

Entrepreneurs who have won awards will have a speech to their families.

And they are all accompanied by a companion.

Participate with your companions...

Mo Shiyan couldn't help but cast his eyes on Ming Nuan next to him.

He sent a message to the heads of those organizations, “I’ll be there.”

But an additional condition was added.

"Make an announcement and let everyone know I will be there."

He hoped.

Mingnuan can come.

He wanted her to come on her own initiative.

It wasn't those two children who were chosen.

Choose him instead.

But this is not enough.

Mo Shiyan's fingertips flicked across the screen uneasily.

He was like a piece of dried cotton. He just ate a little bit of poor morning dew and couldn't help but want to squeeze towards the center of the pond.

He lit up the assistant's messaging interface.

Typing word by word.

[You go and prepare 50 million investment funds. 】

[Don’t invest in Hongkou as Mr. Mo or as someone else. Tell Ming Nuan to come and talk in person and do it now. 】

Finish sending this sentence.

Mo Shiyan completely leaned against the car window.

He twitched the corner of his mouth.

He's probably crazy.

I actually want to know which one Ming Nuan will choose, 50 million or accompanying him.

If Ming Nuan doesn't come, of course the 50 million should be given to her.

no way.

Who made him like her?

But if she comes...

Mo Shiyan lowered his eyes and smiled.

Forget it.

She won't come.