511 Mr Gu, Are You Thirsty? (1/2)

There was no choice. She had pulled Tang Mo'er to make up the numbers.

The design chief executive officer promptly said, ”Mr Dewen, Miss Tang is not our company's public relations staff, she is an employee.”

”I don't care, I want Miss Tang to accompany me to drink.” After speaking, Mr Dewen handed a glass of wine to Tang Mo'er.

Tang Mo'er reached for the wine glass, extricated herself from Dewen, and moved closer to Gu Mohan to sit beside him. She said in a hushed voice, ”Mr Gu, please save me.”

Gu Mohan looked down at Tang Mo'er's enchanting, little face. He raised his good-looking eyebrows, and the corner of his eyes exuded the aura of a mature man. ”Why should I save you, hm?”

Why should I save you?

He was implying that he would not save her.

Tang Mo'er puffed up her cheeks and looked at him vengefully. It was only wine after all. Fine, she would drink.

”Mr Dewen, I will give you a toast.”

Tang Mo'er finished her wine in one gulp.

Dewen's eyes lit up. He promptly moved closer and put his arm around Tang Mo'er's smooth shoulder. At this point, a well-defined large hand reached over and grasped Tang Mo'er's shoulder. In a matter of seconds, Tang Mo'er was in Gu Mohan's embrace.

Dewen froze. Was this woman Gu Mohan's?

Gu Mohan's embrace silently indicated that he had absolute rights over Tang Mo'er. The message he was sending out was simple but domineering.

No one could touch this woman.

Although Dewen was lascivious, he did not want to fight with Gu Mohan over women, as he was aware that the consequences would be disastrous.

Tang Mo'er had a dreadful taste in her mouth. How could this wine taste so dreadful and cause her to feel so drowsy?

Her tolerance for alcohol was very weak and she could get inebriated easily. In the past, Qi Xi would never allow her to drink.

She reached her hand out to touch her face. Her face seemed to be burning.

She stuck out her tongue in disgust.

At this moment, a low, irresistible voice reached her ears. ”You drank the wine so quickly, you deserve it.”

”…”

Tang Mo'er promptly raised her eyes and glared at him angrily. She could brush aside the fact that he did not want to save her, but now he was being sarcastic and completely unhelpful.

”President Gu, Miss Tang, since everyone is here today, shall we play a game?” Dewen spoke.

Gu Mohan looked at Dewen and curved his lips. ”Mr Dewen, what game do you want to play?”

”Let's play the scissors-hand game. President Gu and I will do the finger-guessing, the one who guesses 'big' will get to command Miss Tang, and let Miss Tang run her fingers like a pair of scissors on the body of the person who guesses 'small', up and down, left and right.”

This Dewen was indeed a lascivious fellow and was used to coming to such places. This scissors-hand game had a sexual connotation to it, and the girl's fingers would be crawling all over the man's body.

Gu Mohan nodded. ”Sure.”

Gu Mohan and Dewen started their finger-guessing game. In this round, De Wen guessed 'big'.

Dewen sighed. Actually, he had wanted to guess 'Small', as Tang Mo'er's little hand would then be crawling on his body.

But, he was also excited at the same time. He was unsure if a man who was highly capable of restraining his physical desires, such as Gu Mohan, would be able to sit still when a woman's fingers were crawling all over him.

”Miss Tang, let's begin.”

Tang Mo'er's delicate face burnt. She felt dizzy. It must be that glass of wine, and she had even drunk it so quickly, so she was already tipsy.

She had never played the scissors-hand game before but she had seen others playing it. She was from the entertainment industry and had witnessed all kinds of entertainment activities.