The person who was shocked for a while was not only Wu Bing, but also Wu Peng who was standing beside him. He stared at www.biquge.info the man's smile and frowned a little uneasily.

"Mr. Wu, can you lend me your sister for a while?" The man always kept smiling, looked at Wu Peng, who was looking at him on the side, and politely requested.

"Be careful." Wu Peng looked at the eyes cast by the people around him, although he was reluctant, he kept smiling, and whispered a reminder close to Wu Bing's ear. He took her slender hand and placed it on the man's hand, which had been stretched out in mid-air.

Wu Bing didn't know what she had done until Fan Shuo called herself, her brain was in a state of panic, how she followed Fan Shuo to the dance floor, how her hands were on his broad shoulders, and how she clumsily walked slowly with his rhythm....

"Kitten, how long are you going to be in a daze?" Fan Shuo looked down at Wu Bing, who was a little stunned, and smiled softly.

Wu Bing listened to his low and deep laughter, raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes, looking at him with an exploratory expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The man looked at the person in his arms, endured the kitten stepping on his foot after a while, and smiled helplessly.

Wu Bing regained her senses and wanted to withdraw the hand she was shaking with him, but she was held tighter, the big hand on her waist pushed herself closer to his body, she instinctively frowned in pain, and looked at Fan Shuo sharply: "Fan Shuo, who are you." ”

The man raised his eyebrows, and there was always a smile on his handsome face: "You said it all, I'm Fanshuo." ”

"How can you, a college student, attend such a drinking party alone?" Wu Bing seemed to be smiling, and smiled slyly: "Oh, I know, aren't you the youngest son of that group, the rich second generation." Wu Bing doesn't have a good impression of the rich second generation at all, even if it's the first person he likes.

"Tsk, I'm a good good second generation in your eyes?" The man's smile widened, as if he had heard a joke.

"Or else?"

"yes, I'm the youngest son of the King Group. The boss is my dad, I can't stop him because he's the boss. ”

"Heh..."

Fan Shuo caught a glimpse of Wu Peng staring at him while dancing, evoking an evil smile, and lowered his head to her ear: "You have to keep it secret for me." Fan Shuo raised his head and looked at Wu Peng's slightly changing face on the side, and nodded with satisfaction: This Wu Peng really put his sister in the palm of his hand, and in the future, he will have to play...

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On the way home, the brother and sister were relatively speechless, Wu Peng kept frowning and driving the car, and Wu Bing kept turning his head to look out the window. Wu Peng didn't know how to ask, and Wu Bing didn't know what to talk about.

"Bingbing, that King's youngest son is quite handsome." Wu Peng closed his eyes, and he asked with a smile that he couldn't stand this atmosphere.

"Brother, you can ask whatever you want." Wu Bing doesn't like to beat around the bush like this.

Wu Peng was slightly stunned: "Okay." First, I want to know how you met. Second, I want to know what your relationship is now. Third, there is news from the outside world that the youngest son of the King Group has never been in contact with women, why would he take the initiative to be so close to you. I know you're 20 years old, but no matter how old you are, you're a little girl in my eyes, and my brother is not interrogating you by asking you like this, my brother just wants to keep you safe. ”

Wu Bing turned his head to look at his brother with a serious face, and he suddenly thought of a sentence: The eldest brother is like a father.