Chapter 707 - How Many Nice-Smelling Women Have You Hugged?
It always liked to pull women’s skirts!
Tang Mo’er tried hard to calm down. She was fearful her reactions would agitate this humongous golden-fur creature. She did not want this Golden Fur to pounce and bite her.
She grasped her skirt with one hand and attempted to pull the material back from Golden Fur’s mouth with the other hand. She coaxed in a gentle voice, “Golden Fur, be good. Return the skirt to me. It’s not polite at all to bite a woman’s skirt. If you tear my skirt, I will ask for compensation from your Master. My skirt is not cheap at all.”
The waiter stood dumbly at one side. He did not dare to touch Golden Fur because it was Mr Gu’s dog.
Tang Mo’er was feeling utterly helpless when the luxurious private room door opened behind her.
She heard a low and irresistible voice. “Bluse, come here.”
Upon hearing the voice, Tang Mo’er turned around to see a tall, handsome figure standing by the door of the private room.
Just now, she told Bluse that she wanted to ask its master why it liked to pull women’s skirts, and now he had given the answer.
He said she smelled good.
Tang Mo’er was not an innocent and naive young girl any longer. His reply was very sexually provocative. His strong arm was still wrapped around her slender waist and Tang Mo’er felt her skin burning.
As she raised her head to look at the man, and her exquisite features exuded a stunning sensuality. “Sir, how many nice-smelling women have you hugged?”
Gu Mohan arched his good-looking brows seductively. “You really want to know?”
“What I want to know is if there were any nice-smelling women who have slapped you before?” Tang Mo’er raised her hand to slap the man’s handsome face.
Gu Mohan released her and stepped backwards.
Like that, both of their bodies were separated. Tang Mo’er did not really want to hit him. This man had emerged from the luxurious private room and seemed to be a rich and influential person. She really did not want to create trouble for herself.
Standing up properly, she straightened her skirt. It was fortunate that her skirt was not torn.
Gu Mohan stuck both hands into his trousers pockets and looked at her. The woman’s slender back was straightened and her stilettos accentuated her enchanting S-shaped figure.
She was wearing a black sleeveless dress and her slender arms were revealed. From where he was standing, he could almost see her white lacy brasserie. The juxtaposition of black and white was captivating and seductive.
“I will compensate you for the skirt.”
“Thank you,” Tang Mo’er casually replied and turned around to leave.
Just then, the private room door was pulled open and a President stuck his head out. “President Gu, why aren’t you coming in… Aye, isn’t this Beauty Tang?”
The President’s eyes lit up upon seeing Tang Mo’er.
Tang Mo’er glanced at the President but noted that she did not have any impression of him. She had been ogled at by many men when she was in the entertainment industry three years ago, and she did not remember any of them.
But the private room were filled with the most influential and powerful people of the corporate sector in Capital.
“President Gu, since Beauty Tang is here, let’s invite Beauty Tang in to have fun with us,” the President suggested.
“…”
Could she decline?
Gu Mohan glanced at Tang Mo’er impassively. He did not say a word and merely turned around to re-enter the room.
The President knew that Gu Mohan had agreed!
“Beauty Tang, come inside to have fun!” The President pulled Tang Mo’er into the room impatiently.
…
In the private room.
Tang Mo’er glanced around. There were many company presidents of the corporate sector here and they were accompanied by beautiful women.
Gu Mohan was sitting on a burgundy sofa at the master seat. His back leaned casually against the sofa and his legs were gracefully crossed. His fingers held the cigarette stick which was dangling at his mouth. One of the other company presidents leaned over and lit his cigarette stick for him eagerly.
With one arm draped over the back of the sofa, he quietly took a puff of his cigarette and nonchalantly puffed the smoke out. He resembled an emperor with his sophisticated and indolent demeanor.