In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

Jiang Yu froze, blinked slowly, and then returned Mo Songlin's firm eyes: "Mr. Mo, come on! Mr. Mo will definitely do it!"

Mo Songlin laughed. As soon as he put the wine glass to his lips, the people around him immediately booed: "Brother Mo, are you really going to do it all?"

"This is the Shelley branch from 96! After finally asking the boss to bring these two bottles, you are willing to drink it, but we are reluctant to punish you!"

"I'm sorry for this wine if I don't have a drink!"

"Quick, quick, Brother Mo and the little beauty you brought over have a drink, your little beauty is watching you!"

Mo Songlin turned his head and saw Jiang Yu looking at him tremblingly: "Mr. Mo, I don't drink."

"How can you not drink when you are with Brother Mo? Brother Mo, you little beauty is not good enough to teach. Would you like to send me there for two days and keep it for you so that you can be treated well." In the crowd, a flowered arm The man stared straight at Jiang Yu, his eyes were greedy and explicit.

Jiang Yu shrank back in fear.

"He's very obedient, you don't need to teach him." Mo Songlin shook the wine in the glass and handed it to Jiang Yu: "Try it."

Jiang Yu still wanted to refuse, but saw Mo Songlin's eyes sizing him up, as if he wanted to test him.

"—"

Jiang Yu took the cup, frowned and looked at the red liquid inside, and then slowly put it to his mouth.

A group of people including Mo Songlin were staring at him closely, watching him take a sip of wine, his Adam's apple moved slightly, as if swallowing with difficulty, everyone applauded and cheered immediately.

"Okay, Brother Mo, he really listens to you."

"It's Brother Mo who cured him well."

"That's natural." Mo Songlin's brows stretched a little, and there was a hint of complacency in his eyes.

The music on the stage was changed to a more rhythmic one. People gathered on the dance floor with wine glasses and shook. There were far fewer people beside the sofa. A glass of red wine: "Brother Mo, here's a toast."

While picking up the wine glass, several scantily dressed youths who accompanied the wine came over and pulled Jiang Yu up: "Brother, come and play with us?"

Jiang Yu shrank beside Mo Songlin and said nothing, Mo Songlin said, "Go, I still have something to do here."

Jiang Yu nodded obediently, and walked to another empty sofa. The man with the flower arm looked at his back and turned around: "Brother Mo, this is the substitute you have been imprisoned for four years?"

"Ah."

"I heard that he lived in your villa in the southern suburbs for four years, but you haven't had any meat on him? Why? This tender meat... If you don't do it sooner, what are you waiting for?"

"He's still young, let's wait for him to take a long look. I don't want to touch him yet."

The flower-armed man pressed the empty wine glass on the table: "It's just a plaything, Brother Mo, what do you look like? If you don't play with me, I think his appearance is quite to my taste. Like a little white rabbit..."

Mo Songlin's eye sharpened suddenly: "What did you say?"

"Just kidding—" the flower-armed man laughed: "I know he is like the man in Mo Ge's heart. Mo Ge is not willing to tarnish the cinnabar mole in his heart, but if you don't hurry up and play now, in two years if he If it grows longer, won’t it look different? What’s the point of playing at that time?”

Mo Songlin leaned on the sofa, folded his long legs, and said calmly: "It's okay, let's take a look again, and let him fix it if it's crooked."

"Oh, don't tell me, I forgot. Did you hear that the plastic surgery salon opened by old Meng in the south of our city has killed several people. One of the patient's family members is not enlightened. He is impatient and refuses to accept the money. You must file a lawsuit with Lao Meng!"

"I know, I helped him make some connections, and now it's over, how are you doing with the things I asked you to do two days ago?"

The flower-armed man took the cans of beer stacked on the table, opened a can with one hand and took a sip: "His company is bound to win this bidding, and I deliberately lowered the price with him, so that the faces of the people over there are embarrassed." If it’s green, we still have to follow.”

"If he doesn't pick up, the company will collapse completely. Now, of course, he will do it as long as he can." Mo Songlin glanced into the distance, Jiang Yu was sitting in the corner of the sofa, surrounded by several people to persuade him to drink.

The flower-armed man smiled and said, "I brought two of them, the one in the pink dress and the one in the white dress. Brother Mo, do you like it? If you like it, I will send it to your room tonight."

Mo Song turned around, lacking in interest: "You look a little bad."

"There are a few new young singers in the clubhouse. They are singing in the main hall. How about I take you there to have a look?"

Now Mo Songlin became interested: "How do you look?"

"The new ones are getting tenderer than the other, so they look so good!"

Mo Songlin stood up: "Then go and have a look."

On Jiang Yu's side, a few "big brothers" with heavy makeup were sitting around him, taking turns to persuade him to drink: "Little brother, how about a drink? How are you treated by President Mo's side?"

Jiang Yu huddled on the sofa, motionless, neither stretched out his hand, nor spoke, his appearance was well-behaved with a little fear, and he looked easy to handle.

"Don't be afraid, brothers are not bad people."

"I heard that President Mo's golden gun can't fall. How about it? Is it powerful?" A young man in pink with a glass of wine came over excitedly and curiously: "I heard that he closed down the bar on the street over there in one fell swoop last month." My two little singers lead me on business trips, I'm really envious, I also want to travel abroad, go on vacation on the golden beach~go horseback riding on the green prairie~"

Jiang Yu raised his head, with some surprise in his eyes: "Two?"

"Yeah, you don't know?"

"Both are singers in bars?"

"Yes, yes, they are twins. They look exactly the same. They have been hanging out in bars for a while, and they were taken away together by President Mo that day, but they are definitely not as good as you... What do you think I don't even know this, I heard from them that you have been with President Mo for several years, haven't you?"

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and said softly, "I rarely come out."

"Oh, sure."

Several others said: "It's true that I haven't seen you show up before."

"We've heard them mention you before, but we've never seen President Mo bring you out."

Jiang Yu's eyes brightened: "Then...how did Mr. Mo tell you about me?"

"Uh... this is..."

A few people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all hesitated.

"He said you were...well, he said you listened to him for everything..."

"Yes, he said that you are very obedient and have a good temper."

"And then?" Jiang Yu sat up straight.

"Then..." The man in pink showed a puzzled face: "Then there is nothing more..."

"He also said that you are a stand-in." The man in black said suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" The man in pink immediately hit him.

"What's the matter?" The man in black folded his arms: "Mr. Mo has a white moonlight in his heart, isn't this something that everyone in our circle knows?"

The man in pink looked at Jiang Yu with some concern, but found that Jiang Yu was completely indifferent, as if he knew it a long time ago.

"But who is that Bai Yueguang? Mo always didn't mention a word. I heard that he wanted to win the best actor on TV a while ago, just the one with the surname Fu..."

"Ah...President Mo even covered him?"

Just as they were talking, several people suddenly fell silent, Jiang Yu turned his head, it turned out that Mo Songlin was passing by here, Mo Songlin walked over and greeted him: "I will go to the main hall with someone, you are here by yourself Play for a while, okay?"

Jiang Yu nodded: "I'll wait for you here!"

"Ah."

Before Mo Song walked away, several people got together again, and the person just now continued: "How can that be, that's the three-gold film winner, even President Mo has to weigh it up, he has to be willing to give this face if he wants to take care of others , I heard... that Fu Yingdi's family has a lot of background, President Mo searched for someone, but he didn't inquire carefully, and anyone who knew a little bit advised him to forget it quickly."

"Couldn't that Bai Yueguang, President Mo, be him?"

"Maybe that's true. President Mo seemed to be in a particularly bad mood at that moment. Hey, you are so close to him. Who is that White Moonlight, President Mo?"

The curious eyes of several people fell on Jiang Yu's head again.

Jiang Yu felt a little thirsty, and looked around the colorful wine bottles on the table: "Is there any juice?"

The man in black said disdainfully, "They're all adults, where's the juice?"

"..." Jiang Yu calmly took a can of low-alcohol fruit wine from the table, opened it and drank a couple of sips: "I don't know who Mr. Mo's Bai Yueguang is..."

The man in pink sat down beside him: "You've been with him for so long, and you haven't gotten that man out of Mr. Mo's mouth?"

"Why are you paying so much attention to his Bai Yueguang?" Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes, and his momentum changed unconsciously.

Everyone was a little embarrassed when they heard the sound. These people, after eating today, there will be no tomorrow. Of course, they all want to find a good next to hug their thighs. The young, handsome and rich man in the circle is Mo Songlin, but they feel that Mo Songlin The taste is very strange, sometimes it will be hot and exciting, and then it will not refuse anyone with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. I heard that there is a cute little coward at home, and everyone can't figure out which one Mo Songlin likes.

However, the few of them felt that they were quite professional, at least they didn't discuss the taste of the patron in front of Xiao Que'er.

"Oh, just ask, why don't we go dancing?"

"Come on, it's not interesting to just drink here."

Several people crossed their shoulders and walked away, but the man in pink did not leave. With a flattering smile on his face, he sat beside Jiang Yu and opened a can: "Have a drink."

Jiang Yu didn't touch him. For some reason, the more he drank the fruit wine, the drier his mouth became: "Why don't you go and dance with them?"

The man in pink: "Let's talk again, you haven't told me how you are treated by President Mo's side?"

"Want to know?" Jiang Yu put down the wine jar, raised the corner of his mouth, the little sheep that was being kneaded by others disappeared, replaced by a cunning fox: "Then answer me a few questions first, and I'll tell you—"

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