The Almighty Little Chef

Lin Mo also had that familiar smile on his face. He changed his hand from the way he faced Yao Xi, and began to touch indescribable places.

The woman looked at Lin Mo with a charming smile, "Mr. Lin, you haven't changed at all. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much. Shall we go over there?"

She coquettishly shook Lin Mo's arm.

Yao Xi, who suddenly became a wallflower from an outsider, touched the chin and looked at the two of them.

Hiss...it seems a little greasy, but now she also wants to become President Lin a little bit, instead, and then that beauty is in her arms...hehehe...

That one has 36E, tsk tsk, Mr. Lin is really happy.

Occasionally, a wretched laugh came.

Lin Mo's mind had long been on the woman who was waiting to be picked. Yao Xi could only watch it.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Lin Mo to get teased, so he turned his head and said to Yao Xi: "Turn around by yourself, pay attention to safety, if you can't call Ji Rui, Ji Rui is here too, I gave you his number before. Now, let Ji Rui take you back when it's over." Lin Mo couldn't wait to leave with the beauty.

Yao Xi looked at the two who were leaving and tilted his head.

Is that what Mr. Lin's good brothers use here? Is that what Mr. Ji is used for?

Thinking that it was brought by Mr. Lin. As a result, he had something to ask for Mr. Ji, and he went home to Mr. Ji... So the only use of Lin Mo was to hold the invitation letter.

Wen Renzijin also came early. This banquet was organized by their fashion group. Lin Mo was like a courtesan, and that woman could speak a word.

Every gentleman who came with a female companion seemed to have a slightly different color on his head tonight.

And Yao Xi next to Lin Mo was naturally noticed by Wen Renzijin.

Squinting at the single Yao Xi.

When he saw Yao Xi, he remembered that this woman still knew her little secret.

He felt that he still needed to be warned, after all, it was about his face.

"Miss Yang? We met again." Wen Renzijin walked in front of Yao Xi with red wine.

Old virgin! "Old ... Mr. Wenren." Yao Xi looked at the person in front of him and didn't know what to do.

Right, "that..."

"What? Miss Yang is?"

"My surname is Yao, not Yang." She had said it once, and sure enough, this kind of trivial matter is not worthy of being remembered by a boss.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yao."

"This wine is not bad. Would you like to try Miss Yao? It's my apology." Gentleman Wen Renzijin brought Yao Xi a glass of red wine.

Yao Xi looked at him, the boss should not embarrass her, such a small shrimp, and she is also a big boss.

There are twists and turns, this Mr. Wenren is also called uncle.

She and Xiao Fei are good friends, and this is Xiao Fei's uncle, if you round it up, it's not her uncle.

Thinking of this, Yao Xi let go of his guard and ended up smelling Ren Zijin's wine.

Wen Renzijin and Yao Xi clink glasses and look at Yao Xi Niu drinking with their lips hooked.

He really doesn't have any bad thoughts about this 'eldest niece' who has nothing to do with it.

But it was his little secret that should be asked.

The women around the two looked at Yao Xi with jealousy.

Why is this woman who wants no boobs and no buttocks?

First, Lin Mo left, and then Wen Renzijin came.

The sour taste of envy and jealousy spread throughout the party.

These are enough high-quality men to meet the standard. Naturally, each of them is a treasure in everyone's eyes.