[Updated for "Shinchi", thank you for rewarding the sword!]

Dong Congshan played as much as she wanted on the stage to adjust the atmosphere, but in the banquet hall, there were still many people whispering about the scene just now, because Song Qingge was too beautiful and dazzling tonight, and won the Best Lady Award, which made some of the women present quite dissatisfied, especially the fat woman who slandered Qingge on the balcony and was slapped by her, her undisguised contempt and mockery in her tone were particularly clear.

also because of the big boss's childish behavior, several city leaders at the main table looked at each other.

Seeing that the big boss didn't seem to have the intention of apologizing, in order to avoid the embarrassing atmosphere at the main table, the chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce found a step down for the big boss and said, "Fengcheng, you are too careless." His age can be Gu Fengcheng's father, but there is no blame in that tone.

The big boss looks like he doesn't care.

The corners of Song Qingge's lips raised slightly, and he smiled: "It's not all to blame Mr. Gu, I didn't pay attention to it myself." In fact, her tailbone still hurts, and she feels panicked when she sits.

Seeing her so generous, the leaders present couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

The chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce rounded the scene and said to several leaders: "Don't look at Miss Song's young age, she has a bit of her aunt's demeanor," and then said to Qingge: "Let Fengcheng give you a cup more and make amends to you later." ”

The big boss sneered lightly, and he didn't raise his eyebrows.

A hiccup passed.

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Since it is a banquet, it is inevitable that there will be a staggered plan.

Song Qingge did not forget the purpose of her coming, endured the pain of the tailbone, turned a blind eye to the childish man beside her, and talked and laughed with the leaders of the main table, she was originally very beautiful, she smiled shallowly when she spoke, advanced and retreated, and behaved dignified but not frivolous, which made several people present have a good impression of her, and when talking to her, she couldn't help but be much more cordial.

But her actions, in the eyes of the big boss, always felt that she was attracting bees and butterflies, and she became more and more unhappy in her heart, and her face was so cold that she could wring out water.

Soon, she finished toasting everyone else at the main table, and finally, it was the turn of the big boss. She adjusted her breathing, turned sideways slightly, and smiled lightly, "Mr. Gu, I respect you." ”

The big boss rubbed the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at her, a pair of deep eyes were extraordinarily deep, under the light, she had heavy makeup and peach blossoms, red lips and white teeth, looking particularly enchanting and charming, the long neck, the beautiful collarbone made his throat tight, and secretly scolded in his heart: Little goblin!

"Mr. Gu-" The corners of her lips rose, her eyes shimmered, and she raised her glass patiently.

The big boss came back to his senses, staring at her with burning eyes, his hands didn't move, and his tone was loose and casual: "I just got discharged from the hospital, and the doctor ordered that I can't drink alcohol in the near future." In that case, the meaning of refusal is obvious, and it does not give her face at all.

At the main table, everyone else looked at them, Song Qingge knew that he had committed a ruffian again, so he smiled politely and followed his words: "Then, please replace the bar with tea," and after that, he took his teacup and handed it to him, "Please." ”

The big boss pursed his lips slightly, looking at her smiling and flattering appearance, he was a little distracted, and his heart couldn't help but soften, but when he thought that she was like this to other men, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

On the balcony, she was so intoxicated with his kisses, but in the blink of an eye she was silent in the face of his questioning, didn't she just want to give her arms to more men?

What did she think of him, a spare tire that came and went?

Song Qingge, don't you think about it!

He raised his eyebrows slightly, wanting to take the teacup in her hand, but deliberately let go when he received it, and the teacup instantly fell on his lap, and the tea wet his pants.

"Miss Song, I haven't answered yet, why did you let go?" he asked unhappily.

Uh! Song Qingge's head was full of black lines, and it was obviously his loose hand! But in front of everyone's eyes, she endured it.

"I'm sorry!" she wiped him with a tissue, but unexpectedly, she accidentally touched his private parts, and the warm touch made her face hot, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

He definitely did it on purpose!

The big boss innocently raised his eyebrows, "Miss Song, you didn't mean to spill the tea, did you?" He said to everyone unhurriedly, "Fortunately, the tea is cold, otherwise it will ......" He touched his forehead helplessly, "The happiness of the second half of my life has been ruined." ”

As soon as his voice fell, it created Song Qingge's deliberate revenge and his tolerant and generous feelings. His joking words also made the atmosphere on the table seem relaxed.

Qingge was embarrassed and glared at him unhappily, but he was fine, took a new cup of tea, and squinted at her, with a pair of deep eyes with provocation, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, looking proud.

He quickly looked away and said a few words to one of the leaders sitting across from him. When Song Qingge was depressed, she felt a hand touch her leg, and her whole body tensed like an electric shock, she didn't expect him to be so bold on this occasion.

Her legs moved slightly, but he touched it again, and even, the hand became more and more excessive, moving slowly to a certain part, she was frightened, although she was wearing a floor-length dress, but she was afraid that he would make a more excessive move, so she reached out to take away his hand, but unexpectedly, he was holding it with his backhand, she struggled slightly, but he held it tighter.

The temperature of the man's palm made her whole body hot, and someone came to the main table at any time to toast, in case someone was seen...... She glanced at him nervously, only to find that he was holding a teacup with a calm expression.

Wolves in sheep's clothing!

There were so many people around, and she couldn't openly flip the table.

What to do?

"Miss Song, are you uncomfortable??" Sun Chen, who was sitting on her left-hand side, noticed her strangeness and asked with concern.

"It's fine. She disguised.

Sun Chen whispered, "Drink less." ”

"Hmm. She smiled at him. But immediately, the hand that held her quietly rubbed her palm like punishment, again and again, itchy and numb.

She looked at the initiator in a state of confusion, the big boss was talking to someone, and his face was normal.

She tried to struggle again, but in an instant she passively clasped her fingers with him.

In this way, she couldn't break free.

Just when Song Qingge was angry and anxious and at a loss, Dong Congshan twisted her waist and swung her hips, the low-cut dress appeared in spring, and there were waves, she finished the main table one by one, and finally, she twisted her waist and squeezed into the seat between Song Qingge and the big boss.

Just when Song Qingge thought that he would let go of his hand, unexpectedly, with the cover of the tablecloth, he held it tighter.

Dong Congshan faced the big boss, making a gesture, delicate and soft: "Mr. Gu." ”

The smell of perfume on her body was too strong, and Song Qingge frowned slightly.

Dong Congshan leaned over, propped up on the table with one hand, and exposed the piece of spring light on his chest in front of the boss without reservation, "Mr. Gu, long time no see." ”

Song Qingge had no intention of seeing the scenery under Dong Congshan's short skirt, she immediately looked away in shock, oh my God, it was too bold, the skirt just overflowed her hips, but she didn't wear anything inside!

She twisted her eyebrows slightly, looked at the big boss over Dong Congshan's shoulder, but saw a rare smile on his face, and even more, his eyes wandered unscrupulously on Dong Congshan's chest and then looked at her, his eyes met, and he was slightly startled, as if he had done something wrong, and looked away in a panic.

"Mr. Gu, I respect you!" Dong Congshan was coquettish.

Then there is the sound of wine glasses clashing.

Song Qingge glanced sideways slightly, but saw him holding a wine glass and looking at Dong Congshan with all his might.

He- can't he drink?

"Would you like to have another drink?" Dong Congshan said softly, very soft.

Listening to the delicate voice, Song Qingge panicked in his heart.

"Oh, Mr. Gu, why are your pants wet?" Dong Congshan said coquettishly, rubbing his chest against him, "There is a clothing store downstairs, I'll accompany you to change one?"

"Okay. "The voice of the big boss.

Suddenly, Song Qingge felt that the hand that was clasped with her ten fingers was released, and she was slightly stunned, watching Dong Congshan hold the arm of the big boss and leave kissing.

It was like a stone on his chest, which made Song Qingge breathless. Watch that intimate back disappear into the crowd.

She was amazed, Gu Fengcheng was just a normal man, how could a stunner like Dong Congshan refuse?

This is a hotel, there is no clothing store downstairs, and there are many rooms.

Where will it be to change pants, it is to take off pants.

Dong Congshan has such a good figure, her front is convex and backward, and she takes the initiative to seduce, what man can refuse? Also, she doesn't wear anything under her skirt, so it's easy to do!

……

The more she thought about it, the more she panicked in her heart, and she was very uncomfortable, her lips trembled slightly, and she drank the wine as water.

"Miss Song," Sun Chen pressed her hand, "drink less." ”

Song Qingge ignored him and poured another cup to drink. I heard that alcohol can numb the nerves, so you can stop thinking nonsense. But the more she drank, the more uncomfortable she became, and even, a restrictive-level picture of Dong Congshan and Gu Fengcheng entangled appeared in her mind.

She shook her head, trying to get the image out of her mind, but unexpectedly, it became clearer and clearer.

Connected, the whole person is not good.

The sour feeling was so uncomfortable.

No! She couldn't stand it!

Gu Fengcheng, you can't sleep with other women!

She was drunk and stood up.

"Miss Song, where are you going?" Sun Chen stopped when he saw that she was drunk.

Song Qingge ignored him and walked towards the crowd.

But there is still their shadow.

She weaved through the crowd, trying to find the exit of the ballroom.

She almost fell, and before she could stand up, she was splashed with wine, "Oh, I'm sorry, my hand slipped," the fat woman with a long tongue said exaggeratedly, and then pretended to help her wipe the wine, and took the opportunity to pull her bandeau dress down to make her ugly.

Song Qingge was still quite conscious, covered his chest in time and took two steps back, looked at the fat woman coldly, and then turned around and left.

"Hmph, look at what!" said the fat woman viciously, "There will always be a time to clean you up!"

Song Qingge ignored her and walked towards the exit of the banquet hall with her skirt.

The corridor outside was empty, and the cold wind blew in, and it was frighteningly cold.

Where are they going? She panicked, feeling more and more uncomfortable, and stood at the tuyere, calling him.

It took a long time for the phone to go through.

"Where are you?"

There was silence for a while, and there was no speech.

"Gu Fengcheng, where are you?" thought of him and Dong Congshan...... Song Qingge was almost going crazy.

"I'm here. ”

She turned back and saw him standing in the hallway, his long figure with an indescribable charm.