Chapter 24 (2/2)

As she spoke, she went to get the wine bottle. As soon as she held it in her hand, she was seized by Shen Mochen.

His large palm wrapped around her small hand. She could feel the heat passing from his palm to her hand.

“It is not suitable for a girl to hold the wine bottle. I will do it,” said Shen Mochen elegantly.

The inside of his hand was so hot that it felt like a cigarette butt.

Shui Miaomiao let go of it at once. She pulled her hand out and subconsciously rubbed the back of her hand against her coat to dissipate the heat that was still on it.

Shen Mochen looked at her intensely, the red wine gurgling out of the bottle.

He poured her only a little wine and put the bottle back in the middle.

“In fact, it would be more intimate if President Shen and Miss Shui hold it together,” Manager Huang said, livening the atmosphere at the wine table.

Shen Mochen said meaningfully, “The size of the red wine bottle is not suitable for her.”

Shui Miaomiao’s eyes widened, and she was stunned.

She had not understood it before and had always felt a lovey-dovey atmosphere was looming around the table.

Men have unique topics.

But she was no more an ignorant little girl.

When Shen Mochen said that, she understood.

Whether it was the radish, meat, or chicken, in their minds, they were talking about male genitalia.

F*ck.

They made her take it and even made her eat.

Damn.

She had unwittingly become the object of their ridicule.

Shui Miaomiao felt the fire of rage emerging out from her brain.

It didn’t feel right to be the entertainment.

However, she had nowhere to vent her anger. She could only hold the red wine glass tightly.