You Wanqing, who had no intention of leaving, took another step closer to Shang Mo Qian, and quietly approached and wanted to snuggle on his shoulder.

But Shang Moqian seemed to have deliberately stepped back a little more, widening the distance between him and You Wanqing, but maintaining a standard dancing posture.

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However, in three or four seconds, Shang Qiong realized what Shen Yiming was doing, and clenched her fist and hit him on the shoulder.

The mouth was gagged, and Shang Qiong made a broken voice protesting against Shen Yiming's actions.

Shen Yiming only felt that his lips were soft and extremely comfortable, and he didn't care at all how much the pink fist from Shang Qiong on his shoulder hurt.

Shang Qiong saw that it was useless to slap Shen Yiming no matter how much he patted him, and his kiss came quickly and densely, Shang Qiong could not resist and his legs were weak and he had already fallen into his arms.

One hand fixed Shang Qiong's waist, and the other fixed the back of her head, Shen Yiming saw that she was no longer struggling, and slowly put her kiss a lot softer.

Shen Yiming softened suddenly, and Shang Qiong felt that her lips were numb, and she had already thrown the matter of rebellion out of the clouds.

Both hands involuntarily slowly moved up, hugging Shen Yiming's neck, and Shang Qiong also forgot to devote herself to this kiss.

In the kiss between the two, they didn't see anyone not far away, but they recorded all this in the camera.

On the screen of the mobile phone, Shen Yiming and Shang Qiong clearly appeared in the picture, and the two kissed passionately, without feeling that they had entered someone else's lens.

When the recording was almost over, Lan Lingyu withdrew from the recording.

His eyes narrowed slightly at the kissing man and woman in the corner, and he curled one side of his lips, and Lan Lingyu's eyes were full of calculations.

Taking advantage of the moment when Shen Yiming was breathing, Shang Qiong, whose cheeks were already flushed, pushed his body away and left in a hurry.

Behind him, Shen Yiming looked at Shang Qiong's back, and there seemed to be some annoyance in his eyes.

After Fang just left from You Wanqing, Shen Yiming almost followed Shang Qiong's side.

As soon as the venue was dark, the host announced the rules of the game, and Shen Yiming grabbed Shang Qiong's hand.

From the initial surprise to the immediate obedience, Shen Yiming unconsciously rose a little arrogant in his heart.

Shang Qiong didn't know who he was, so he let a man grab his hand.

This sullen was so sullen that Shen Yiming held back a dance for a long time.

As soon as the venue lit up, Shen Yiming took her into the corner, almost subconsciously, Shen Yiming kissed her on the lips.

It wasn't until now that Shen Yiming began to understand what he had just done with a hot brain.

Shaking his head secretly, he stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips, as if there was still a residual taste of Shang Qiong on it.

Striding forward, Shen Yiming wanted to leave.

\ did not pity You Wanqing who was staggering behind him.

Enduring the pain under his feet, You Wanqing followed behind Shang Moqian without saying a word.

\ There are several rooms in the cruise ship to talk about things.

Shang Chengzhan was in the same room as Shang Moqian and Shang Zhanyan, and Shen Yiming was also there.

Shang Chengzhan wanted to cooperate with Shen Yiming's father's company again after the year, and called Shang Moqian to come to discuss.

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