Chapter 187 The Bloodthirsty Emperor Shao, the Heart's Favorite (45)

The fiery red rose was delivered to her eyes the moment she opened the door.

Looking up, the man in front of him had a gentle smile on his face.

"Flowers match beauties." Han Mo said with a smile.

Mi Youning raised her eyebrows, took the rose in his hand, and passed over the other's body.

She looked down at the rose in her hand, with water droplets still hanging from the petals.

Halfway through, Mi Youning stopped.

Shocked by the sumptuous lunch on the table in front of her, she stopped walking.

The lunch was delicious and delicious, and there was a bottle of Penfolds Grange on the table.

The price of a sip of this wine is a month's salary for the office workers in first-tier cities.

However that's not the point.

This is another rose, another red wine, and a sumptuous lunch.

Mi Youning couldn't help turning around and looking back at the man who was walking towards her.

When did this man actually play this romantic routine?

"Do you like it?" Han Mo walked to her side and hugged her in his arms.

Mi Youning chuckled twice, and folded the rose in half.

Then she broke away from Han Mo's arms, and put the flowers in the man's jacket pocket.

Seeing the red rose on the man's body, Mi Youning nodded and took two steps back in satisfaction.

She turned her gaze to the man, "I heard that flowers match better with handsome men, Patriarch Han looks even more charming now."

Han Mo looked at the little woman in front of him in disbelief.

Those eyes seemed to be shocked, stunned, dumbfounded.

Just because it was the first time for him to hear such blunt and provocative words.

And it was still said by the woman he liked.

He couldn't put this little woman down. He wanted to take possession of this little woman fiercely, so that she would be contaminated with his breath forever.

Han Mo walked towards Mi Youning with uncontrollable feet.

He wanted to hug her, to feel that this woman was his, his own.

However, Mi Youning was already prepared, and quickly ran to the lunch table, sat on the seat and began to eat.

She was already hungry, and if she was delayed by the man, she would have starved to death.

However, what Han Mo wants to do, can people avoid it?

When he saw the woman sitting at the table, she stared at him slyly, her eyes sank and she walked quickly.

Walking in front of Mi Youning, she bent down to catch the red lips, and kissed them fiercely.

He wanted this woman to be unable to avoid his touch.

Only in this way will his uneasy heart be at ease.

Mi Youning stared at him, frowning and rejecting.

The latter kissed her hard, got up and left.

Han Mo stretched out his hand to touch his thin lips, and there was a wicked look in his eyes, his movements were so slow and indescribably provocative.

Mi Youning's eyes were lost for a moment, because the man in front of him looked very charming.

The hormonal breath released by the man is too strong.

Its own capital is even more irresistible.

Han Mo caught her momentary loss of consciousness, and couldn't help but whispered in her ear: "Bai Ling, I want you, you can't escape."

After speaking, he kissed her on the cheek and sat on the seat beside him.

After Mi Youning came back to her senses, she secretly cast aside herself, being affected by the beauty in front of her eyes.

And the domineering words of the other party made her curl her lips.

She picked up the red wine on the side, poured a glass by herself, put it into her mouth, enjoyed the mellow taste and swallowed it down.

Turning her head to look at the man sitting beside her, "Since you've returned to China, you should have done what you promised me, Patriarch Han?"

Han Mo nodded irrefutably, "Of course."