Chapter 953

The smell of sangqiu's mother and daughter in the box is too heavy. She can't help it for a long time.

A sneeze came out and Qin Tianyue rubbed his nose.

Mo moved with her deep Phoenix eyes and looked at sang Qiu's position, "is the fragrance of this box so strong?"

Sangqiu's face was stiff. Although Mo Yishen didn't name her name, she knew the meaning of Mo Yishen's words.

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry!"

Sangqiu, who has always been noble, had to bow his head and apologize to mo.

Ink with deep legs, elegant overlapping, straight and noble, and the momentum of the whole body is like an emperor.

He put his slender hand on the table and tapped it gently.

The slow beating made sang Qiu's heart beat a drum all the time. He wanted to talk and didn't know what to say.

Su Anxin sat beside sang Qiu with her head down. She didn't dare to look at Mo deeply. She just felt that he was there. She didn't even dare to breathe.

"How did Mo always appear here?"

Lu Jingyi looked at Mo Yishen beside him and couldn't help looking at Qin Tianyue on the right side of Mo Yishen. Originally, his position was closest to Qin Tianyue. Unexpectedly, Mo Yishen would sit next to Qin Tianyue and block him in an instant.

He didn't know if Mo Yishen was intentional?

"Why is president Lu here?"

Mo looked at Lu Jingyi with deep indifference, and his tone was flat.

Lu Jingyi could not speak for a moment because ink was so strong that even Lu Jingyi couldn't bear it.

"Just passing by!"

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Jingyi whispered.

Mo Yishen didn't answer Lu Jingyi's words. He no longer looked at Lu Jingyi and knocked his left hand gently on the table.

The voice was very light and low, but sang qiusu was relieved to mention it.

Mo Yishen was so silent that everyone couldn't figure out what he was going to do. He was afraid it would be a big event!

The stagnation of the atmosphere made Qin Tianyue's lips slightly draw, and the deep ink had this ability, which made everyone unable to breathe and speak.

She stretched her hand to the left and wanted to pick up the teacup in front of her left and have a drink.

After entering the box for so long, she hasn't drunk a mouthful of water. In order to deal with Sang Qiu, she took great pains.

It seemed that he knew she was going to drink water. Mo pushed the teacup on his right side with his deep right hand. The traceless action didn't let sang Qiu Lu Jingyi find anything wrong.

Qin Tianyue's lips slightly hooked, picked up the tea cup he pushed over, and drank a sip of tea gracefully.

"Mr. Mo, I don't know what you need to talk to me about?"

After a long silence, sang Qiu finally couldn't help but speak. Her voice was lower than before, with a trace of imperceptible tension.

Yes, even sang Qiu, who has been the wife of the Su family for more than ten years, will inevitably get nervous when facing ink.

She had never sat so close with Mo Yishen and talked with him alone.

Lu Jingyi sat on the deep left side of Mo Yi, with two hands on the table. One hand became a fist, and the other hand held the tea cup, a little tight!

His eyes wanted to fall on Qin Tianyue, but because Mo was deep on his right side, he could only look straight ahead of him, feeling depressed and uncomfortable.

Obviously, they are of the same age. When they face ink, he can't help feeling depressed.

He knew that this was because Mo was so powerful that he could not speak.

His heart is unwilling, but there is no way!