Chapter 30: It's a mess

Everything seems to be ...... Messed up......

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhan Xingchuan naturally wouldn't go too far. For example, sticking his tongue into Diao Ranran's mouth, although, he wanted to.

The tip of the tongue rubs the pink and tender lips, and the tongue is softer and softer than the teeth. For him, the feeling of such a gentle licking was like a shotgun exploding in his chest.

Between his lips and teeth, Zhan Xingchuan shivered involuntarily, and his whole body immediately became hot. He originally just wanted to taste it, but unexpectedly he couldn't let go, and the hot big hand slid across Diao Ranran's slender waist, and finally landed on her back, trying to hold her tighter into his arms.

It happened so suddenly, everyone was completely unprepared, and by the time they reacted, Diao Ranran had already waved his hand and raised it hard towards Zhan Xingchuan's left cheek!

How could he let her succeed, holding Diao Ranran's wrist, Zhan Xingchuan pulled forward, lowered his voice, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he had already dragged her towards the gate and ran quickly.

"Let it go! You let go of me! ”

With a crooked foot, Diao Ranran tripped over the seam of the red carpet, staggered and barely stood firm, she screamed loudly, trying to shake off Zhan Xingchuan's big hand.

Extremely flustered, she turned her head in a weak heart, and sure enough, Qiao Sijie had already strode over to this side, but her wrist was still clenched tightly by Zhan Xingchuan, and she faintly felt pain.

"Joe, Joe!"

For the first time in his life, Diao Ranran experienced how to write the word "embarrassed", not only that, but also faintly accompanied by the words "reputation".

This is a banquet held for Qiao Sijie to catch the wind and wash the dust, and the guests invited around are all rich or noble, once the news of what has just happened is spread, it is really a veritable "not to go". It doesn't even have to wait until tomorrow morning for the entire high society of Zhonghai to spread the word like a joke.

But compared with these, Diao Ranran's biggest worry is whether Diao Chengxi will be angry with him because of this, thinking that because he doesn't want to get married, he deliberately teamed up with Zhan Xingchuan to embarrass Qiao Sijie in person. Perhaps, when he is angry, he will take the initiative to withdraw from the marriage.

Oh no, it's bad, isn't this stealing chickens and rice, digging a big pit with your own hands, and then jumping into it desperately?!

Qiao Sijie's brows were slightly furrowed, forming a good-looking ravine, but there was no angry aura on his face, just a little serious.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

Diao Ranran looked at him as if he had finally caught a piece of driftwood in a drowning man, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word at all.

Say what? After thinking about it, it seems that nothing is suitable for this situation, here and now.

He seemed to see through Diao Ranran's embarrassment, stepped forward a few steps, his eyes fell on Zhan Xingchuan's hand, and stayed for a few seconds.

"Zhan Shaozhi said that I can't get away tonight, and I am willing to personally help me send my fiancée back, thank you so much. I hit it off with Zhan Shao at first sight, but I couldn't have a good chat, I will choose a good venue another day, and Zhan Shao must come to enjoy it. ”

After speaking, Qiao Sijie patted Zhan Xingchuan's shoulder and quietly took Diao Ranran's wrist from his hand.

"Zhan must accompany him."

This time, Zhan Xingchuan did not intensify his efforts, and withdrew his strength as he spoke.

The strength of her whole body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and if she hadn't lifted it in one breath, she would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

"Go ahead, there is a war to send you, I don't worry."

Qiao Sijie smiled at Diao Ranran, as if the kiss had not happened at all.

Kong Miaomiao, who was standing on the side, hurriedly stepped forward, gently wrapped the shawl she had just taken around Diao Ranran's shoulder, and walked towards the door with her briskly.

Zhan Xingchuan glanced at Qiao Sijie with deep meaning, his jaw raised slightly proudly, and after a moment, he turned around and left.

He came here tonight to smash the field.