Chapter 10: Shame
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became so ambiguous that Ai Mo turned away like an electric shock, and she resisted the feeling of her heart pounding.
Especially, now that she's so close to him!
Luo Qifeng snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Ai Yimer's reaction. He didn't dwell on the issue of cherry flavor, but stepped on the gas pedal coldly, trying to sober himself up a bit.
Aimer was also silent, she didn't understand the man's uncertainties, she didn't understand the cherry smell of his question, and she didn't understand that he was now flying like a car.
However, it was his business, so why bother thinking about it?
The car window was open, the wind was blowing Ai Yimo's head was dizzy, she didn't sleep all night last night, plus she didn't have anything to eat, she felt a little dizzy, the whole person leaned on the seat, the soft texture of the backrest, made her want to sleep deeply.
The hand holding the steering wheel paused, Luo Qifeng glanced at the woman sleeping wantonly next to him, and bad thoughts suddenly flashed in his heart.
He braked suddenly, and the car that was speeding down slid a few meters before stopping, and the inertia caused Aimer's body to lean forward sharply, and she subconsciously opened her eyes, and her chest was strangled by the seat belt.
Luo Qifeng ...... Definitely on purpose!
Because he looked at her, the corners of his lips raised into a wicked smile.
"You can fall asleep here, it's really okay......" The tone that seemed to be smiling sounded faintly, Luo Qifeng glanced at Ai Yimo coolly, opened the car door and got out by himself. Are you going to go back to sleep? ”
Ai Yimo was angry and annoyed, she opened the car door hard, pulled Luo Qifeng's sleeve, and asked angrily, "Where are you taking me?" ”
Looking at her condescendingly, Luo Qifeng's mood was unprovoked, and he said evilly: "I won't sell you anyway." ”
"......" was speechless by Luo Qifeng, and Ai Yimo let go of his hand and looked up at the frighteningly tall building.
This building is said to be the most exclusive clubhouse in the city, and Ai Yimo often passes by it, but she has not entered it once.
In the upper class, where only celebrities and rich people are qualified to enter, even the entrance is resplendent and imposing.
"There's nothing to see outside, let's go." Holding Ai Yimer's hand, he took it to the building, and the satisfaction of holding the big hand and the small hand made Luo Qifeng smile even more charming.
Two hours later......
Aimer didn't know what words to use to describe her mood right now.
She stood quietly in the dressing room, she watched her soft straight hair, permed into fluffy curls by the stylist, and her bangs were parted to reveal a smooth forehead, charming and eye-catching but elegant.
And the dark blue bandeau evening dress on her body, the size of every place is just right, and the smooth and seductive collarbone is especially sultry.
She couldn't help but lightly touch the flowing skirt, and the soft touch from her fingertips made her stunned.
It turns out that she can also be so amorous and sexy; It turned out that she could also wear a valuable dress to the dinner party......
At that time, who said she was unworthy, that she didn't have that life?
"Little women." I don't know when she came behind Ai Yimo, Luo Qifeng wrapped her slender waist, lowered her voice and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”
"Didn't think about anything." Hiding the tears from his eyes, Aimer turned around. She instinctively wanted to break free of Luo Qifeng's hand, but he hugged her tighter.
Her fair face barely wore makeup, just a light sweep of mascara, and the eyelashes cast a faint shadow that hid the emotions in her eyes.
Even so, her natural beauty still makes people have the urge to indulge in plunder.
That's what happened with Luo Qifeng.
He raised his hand to touch Aimer's face, lost his mind for a moment, and then kissed her on the lips.
Aimer resisted looking away from his kiss, but he kissed again, wrapping around the tip of her tongue.
Although the stylist had already come out of the dressing room, being kissed by Luo Qifeng so domineeringly, Ai Yimo felt extremely humiliated, she wriggled and struggled, but he didn't want to let her go.
His tongue stirred domineeringly, as if he couldn't taste enough of her sweetness, and even he himself was surprised by this unbearable feeling.
Breathing became more and more difficult, and Ai Yimo wanted to bite Luo Qifeng again, but he pushed her away as expected.
Squinting slightly, staring at Ai Yimo's beautiful body, Luo Qifeng evoked a ruffian smile: "Angry? ”
"Shame on you!" She wanted to give Luo Qifeng a slap in the face, but when she thought of Yin's work, she ......
Aimer didn't speak anymore, she didn't want to say anything more to him.
Ai Yimer's silent accusation annoyed Luo Qifeng, who lifted her chin and asked mockingly, "Don't speak?" Are you taking Joe with me? ”
"You are a dignified president, how dare I be angry?" The taste of sarcasm is very strong, and Ai Yimo can't figure out why Luo Qifeng is entangled with her.
"Heh, since you're not angry, then accompany your dear president to dinner."
Luo Qifeng's face darkened, and his commanding tone disgusted Aimer.
After the meal, Luo Qifeng didn't say much, but he thoughtfully served Ai Yimo with food.
However, this made Ai Yimo feel that Luo Qifeng must have some conspiracy, otherwise how could he give her vegetables? When I walked out of the gate of the clubhouse, it was already a little dark, and the lights on both sides of the street were bright, and the wind was a little cold.
Somewhat unexpectedly, Luo Qifeng suddenly took off his suit and draped it on Ai Yimer, his movements were very gentle, like caring for his beloved woman.
He asked her, "Is it cold?" ”
Ai Yimo was in a trance, still unable to recover in astonishment, but Luo Qifeng lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows, and took her hand to the car domineeringly.
"Did you eat well tonight?" Luo Qifeng was all driving, and suddenly asked her sideways.
Ai Yimo was stunned and nodded: "Hmm." ”
Hearing her 'um' word, Luo Qifeng laughed, he was silent for a while, and then said word by word: "Then you can laugh naturally later, don't embarrass me Luo Qifeng's face." ”
His words are like the cold light on the tip of a knife, so sharp and hurtful; But his smile was so gentle that it was demagogic.
This elusive man!
Ai Yimo was stunned for a moment, and his face, which had just been a little ruddy, suddenly turned pale as paper. She frowned at the night scene outside the car window, a sense of humiliation that was teased at her, and her heart ached.
She didn't say anything more, her slender fingers tightening slightly.
Luo Qifeng stared quietly ahead, and the faint smell of cherries in the car made his expression gloomy.
The hotel where the dinner party was held came into view, and Luo Qifeng suddenly stopped, braking so fast that his body leaned forward slightly.