Lin Shiyu raised her eyes and saw that Fu Qinglun was already standing in the glorious hall of the lamp wall, and a handsome and elegant man instantly became the focus of attention of the audience.

No, isn't he 68?

How did it become 33?

"Which female guest got the No. 33 and was fortunate enough to be Fu Shao's dance partner?" asked the host with a smile.

"No. 33 is here, here Mrs. Fu!" someone shouted.

The cake in Lin Shiyu's hand almost fell, she took out the number plate and took a look, No. 33, she knew, she was tricked!

"No, I remember that No. 33 is not Mrs. Fu, could it be that Mrs. Fu changed the number plate with others in order to dance with Fu Shao?"

"Haha, Mrs. Fu, you have managed Fu Shao too strictly, under your supervision, no one dares to hook up with Fu Shao. ”…

“…”

At this time, the crowd automatically moved out of the way, Fu Qinglun walked over with sonorous and steady steps, he hooked his thin and cold lips, and mocked mercilessly condescendingly, "Mrs. Fu, you want to dance with me like this?"

“…”

Lin Shiyu could guess that this man did it with a strand of hair, but he even made a preemptive strike, really... Extremely naïve.

"Oh, my foot is broken, Fu Shao, you can find someone else to dance. Lin Shiyu turned around and left.

Looking at the woman's cold and beautiful figure, the ink color in Fu Qinglun's eyes was about to overflow, and the waiter's words sounded in her ears, Mrs. Fu said that she didn't look down on you...

Oh, how much she doesn't like it, she won't even dance with him.

Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and caught up with Lin Shiyu, and directly bent down to pick her up.

"God, Fu Shao took Mrs. Fu and Princess Fu away. ”

"I'm going to be sweet-fried by them!"

Lin Ruoxi stood in the crowd, holding the 68 number plate in her hand, Lin Shiyu, I'm not done with you!

……

In a luxury car.

Fu Qinglun directly stuffed the woman into the back seat, and Lin Shiyu looked at the man with her eyebrows, "Fu Shao, did Lu Qi'er pop your 10,000-year-old spare tire tonight, so you are in a particularly unhappy mood, make me angry?"

Fu Qinglun's cold black eyes fell on her palm-sized little face, just now after eating the cake, a little milky white cream stained the corners of her lips, his eyes darkened a little, "Wipe your mouth." ”

“… What?"

In the next second, the sight was dark, and a man's clear and clean masculine aura pressed in, the man pressed her into the seat with three slender fingers to clasp her moist fragrant shoulders, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a few soft tissues in the other hand, "It's so dirty, can you get cream when you eat cake?"

There is undisguised disgust on the man's handsome face, this man with aristocratic blood in his bones is very picky about the details of life, and he is a little clean, so the disgust is real.

But in addition to disgust, his gaze was also a little deep and dark.

Now that Lin Shiyu's delicate body was shrouded in his arms, she couldn't adapt to his sudden approach for a while, she raised her eyebrows, "Fu Shao, what are you angry about, or are you dirty?" Look at the cream on my mouth, what kind of evil picture is generated in your mind?"

The cold blue musk on the woman's body kept burrowing into his mouth and nose, and the tissue in his hand would lose its blood color if it was pressed twice on her delicate red lips, and this double stimulation of sight and smell made him roll his throat quickly, "Mrs. Fu, how do you think I am evil, en?"

"Fu Shao, do you have a lollipop on you, I really want to now... Eat lollipops. ”