She doesn't like this kind of moneyless man, but she likes the greedy look that the man has on her. She likes this kind of vanity.

As soon as she sat down, her eyes happily glanced at the VIP seat. The man she had been thinking about for several days made her feel happy. She picked up the wine glass and walked towards the VIP seat, twisting and swaying her hips.

"Hao, what a coincidence that you are here too."

There was uncontrollable surprise in the voice, which made Mo Junhao, who was sitting deep in thought, frown at the intrusion of such a boring voice.

His eyes slowly turned to the woman in front of him. She had the same delicate face and hot figure as that person. She didn't have that aura of alienation that repulsed people from thousands of miles away, and she was just looking to please.

But he just liked that cold woman. Only that woman could arouse the pity deep in his heart.

"It's you."

He spoke calmly, but his eyes retracted from Han Zhiwei's face.

He doesn't like her, not at all. As long as the woman doesn't like anyone, he can be blacklisted.

Seeing his indifferent look, Han Zhiwei felt a little disappointed and unwilling. The vanity she had accumulated in front of everyone disappeared when she felt it in front of Mo Junhao.

But she knew very well in her heart that only a man like Mo Junhao was qualified to show an expression of indifference and alienation in front of her.

He sat down next to Mo Junhao, leaned forward to get close to Mo Junhao, and stroked Mo Junhao's chest with his hands somewhat erotically, circling back and forth, his eyes charmingly blinking at Mo Junhao slowly, and using

An almost sexy voice said:

"Hao, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Why are you drinking so much here?"

While speaking, his hands were still moving wildly on Mo Junhao's chest.

Mo Junhao lowered his eyebrows and looked at the wanton palm on his chest. His thin lips were raised. Although he was smiling, his eyes were gloomy and distant, without any emotion at all.

His gaze faintly glanced at Han Zhiwei, and he heard a lazy voice and a friendly and steady tone, but it was a bit inhumane: "Do I need to explain my affairs to you?"

Han Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, looking a little embarrassed at the indifferent aura emerging from Mo Junhao's expressionless face.

If any other man dared to treat her like this, she would definitely slap him and walk away, but Mo Junhao was different. In front of Mo Junhao, she had no capital to do so.

An embarrassed smile appeared from the corner of her mouth, and she twisted her body close to Mo Junhao, trying to use her body to arouse his innate passion as a man.

"Hao, I'm your girlfriend, so of course I have to care about you."

Her beautiful eyes flickered again, carrying a fatal temptation that all men could hardly resist.

Her gorgeous red lips make people want to take her deeply into their mouths and taste them wantonly.

Mo Junhao's cold blue eyes glanced at her lightly, his thin lips curved upward again, and his broad palm covered the hand on his chest, "Girlfriend?"

Three words with no discernible emotion came out slowly from his mouth, the sound was quiet but enough for people to hear.

Seeing that Mo Junhao seemed to be provoked by her own body, Han Zhiwei couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, and she even began to feel proud secretly.
Chapter completed!