The "beer belly" had bowed slightly in front of her and stretched out his right hand to her.

So, Menghan went off the dance floor with the "beer belly".

This is an affectionate slow dance song, Menghan wonders why Nian Junhong doesn't dance this dance with him. She looked up to find her husband, but saw that in the corner of the dance floor, Nian Junhong pulled a young woman with heavy makeup and danced happily!

What's worse is that the lace skirt that Nian Junhong gave her is a low-cut skirt, at this moment, the "beer belly" is staring at the looming ** on her chest, and as soon as she loses her mind, she stepped on the foot of the "beer belly"!

"I'm sorry to step on your foot." She hurriedly apologized.

"It doesn't matter. Mrs. Nian, you don't come to the ballroom often! Later, I had to jump often, and when I was familiar with the jump, I would not step on my feet. The beer belly smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, but the strength of his hand increased, and the hand that held Menghan's waist almost crushed the flesh on her waist.

His eyes became more and more like he was about to eat people.

After a song, Menghan already broke out in a few cold sweats, although the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed and the night is cold!

Next, the second "beer belly" came to invite the dance......

The third, the fourth, the fifth......

When Menghan felt tired and her legs were weak, Nian Junhong appeared in time, he showed a husband's greatest care and consideration in front of her, he helped her sit down in the soft position of the box, poured her a cup of tea, and tested the temperature of the water with his mouth before handing the cup to her mouth.

It was close to half-past eleven when the people in the ballroom were leaving.

After a warm and polite farewell to the group of friends, Nian Junhong let Menghan get into his Audi, this time, she did not sit in the front passenger seat. She picked a seat in the back row, threw herself up, and lay down like a dog.

The night was as cool as water, the moon was in the sky, the luster of the stars was clearer, and the air was filled with a damp smell mixed with tobacco, alcohol and perfume.

"Pei Ying, did you have fun at night?" Nian Junhong asked.

If she can be happy like this, she will never need to be "happy" again!

"What do you say?" Menghan was extremely angry, she didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"That must be a lot of fun." There was a smugness in Nian Junhong's tone that couldn't be concealed, "If you come to this kind of occasion often in the future, I believe you will be very happy." ”

"I'd rather die than come back to this occasion." Dream muttered, "Nian Junhong, I curse you for driving out tomorrow morning!" ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing." Meng Han hurriedly covered her mouth, paused for a while, and said, "Why do you always want me to accompany you to this kind of entertainment place, Jun Hong, you can just spend some money to hire a young lady, you really don't have to pull me in." I don't like to come to this kind of place. Junhong, please. ”

"You're the best lady I've ever hired at a high price." Nian Junhong looked at his young wife from the rearview mirror of the car, "Menghan, you are versatile, especially your singing voice, I noticed it the first time I saw you, among the women I have come into contact with, no one sings as well as you." You probably don't know enough about the people in our industry, everyone plays like that. ”

"Play like this! Share your wife with others? Menghan was furious and couldn't help but raise the decibels.