Seize My Boyfriend - B15 (2)

“Thank you.” The arrogance just now was swept away, Haitong took the business card, turned around and left the center of the venue disheartened.

“The voice smells good too.” Bei Sujing’s thoughts were all on the man, and he had no time to care about the heroine. He licked his lips, his eyes were as bright as if he found a prey.

Mo Zhiyang could feel his gaze sticking to his body, teasing his heart before the heroine. Bei Sujing is very sensitive to fragrance, which is why the heroine hooked him.

But when it comes to fragrance blending and scheming, Mo Zhiyang is the ancestor.

“Thank you.” Actually, the woman in the red dress did use counterfeit perfume, but I didn’t expect that Boss Mo would not blame her.

“It’s okay.” With a gentle smile, Mo Zhiyang’s voice was very different today, with a touch of orange blossom sweetness.

The white lotus is not sweet, how can the hero love it?

The pretentiousness was interrupted, Haitong began to hate that man, but the matter of revenge must be put aside first, the most important thing is Bei Sujing, today he will be drugged.

This skirmish did not spoil everyone’s temperament. Everyone shuttled around the venue and began to look for their favorite targets, intending to invite people to spend the night together.

Mo Zhiyang came to find a spokesperson today. He wandered around in the crowd and drank two glasses of wine. On the surface, he was observing people, but in fact his heart was on Bei Sujing who was not far away.

The same goes for Bei Sujing, drinking the whiskey in his hand while observing the man, he seemed to be looking for something, and unconsciously followed him up.

Knowing that he was following behind, Mo Zhiyang pretended not to notice, and then the hostess would bring him a glass of wine with spices, and then the hostess would pretend that she had also been drugged, and spend the night with him.

“Sir, would you like a glass of wine?” Haitong took the initiative to bring a glass of red wine.

Being stopped, Bei Sujing was a little angry, but he didn’t explode. He took the red wine and drank it down, and planned to continue looking for someone, but he had disappeared.

This wine was a bit strange, Bei Sujing felt as if his heart was set on fire, and was very uncomfortable, guessing it was the glass of red wine, he couldn’t help but curse secretly.

Then turned around and hurried up to the fourth floor.

The first and second floors are the dance venues, and the third and fourth floors are rooms, and they know what they are used for.

Haitong has been following him up to the fourth floor, saw with his own eyes that he entered room 4026, wrote down the house number, and hurried to the toilet to prepare.

Running to the toilet, Haitong tousled his hair and loosened his clothes, then took out a small bottle of potion from his bag, which was the same type as what Bei Sujing drank.

Just as he was about to open the lid, a person popped out of nowhere.

“You!”

Before Haitong could see his face clearly, he put a sack on him and tried to struggle, but was directly knocked out by a knife in his hand.

“It’s not in vain for me to squat in the women’s toilet for so long.” Mo Zhiyang picked him up, threw him into a certain cubicle, and then closed the door, “Okay!” “You still want to mess with me?” Mo Zhiyang

left Going to the sink, he bent down and picked up a small bottle the size of a thumb on the ground, “Are you looking down on my white lotus ancestor?”

Knowing what the potion is for, Mo Zhiyang snorted coldly, and threw the bottle into the trash can, ” Do you still use real medicine for this? Watch Lao Tzu show you a traditional Chinese medicine that has no real feelings and feelings.”

Bei Sujing took several cold showers in the room, but the feeling couldn’t go away, and he didn’t want to touch other people. It was full of the smell of the man, and there was a touch of mint smoke.

But God seems to have really heard Bei Sujing’s expectations.

At this time, it seemed that someone was twisting the doorknob. Bei Sujing wanted to drive him away, but when he opened the door, a familiar scent came over his face.

“Oh~”

Mo Zhiyang blushed, and crashed into someone’s arms unconsciously, “Oh! It’s strange, why is there someone in my room?” Mo Zhiyang wanted to see who it was, but Mo Zhiyang could only

With wet deer-like eyes, she managed to see clearly, “Who are you?

” He carried the person in, hooked his right leg, and the door slammed shut.

Mo Zhiyang slandered in his heart: Old color critic, you are still proficient in closing the door with your foot.

“Who are you?” Bei Sujing took off his mask unceremoniously, revealing an extremely delicate and harmless face, especially those deer-like eyes full of water, which can hook people’s souls go.

“Who are you?” Mo Zhiyang’s whole body was so weak that he could only rely on him for support, and he couldn’t see clearly.

Xiao Bailian remembers that in this kind of play, the eyes are the key, it must be blurred and seductive.

Both of them were very hot.

“I am your man.”

“Me, man?”

Mo Zhiyang’s unfocused pupils were at a loss, like a frightened and lost deer, shaking his head and stuttering, “I…I don’t have a man.” “From now on,

I will be you man.”