Hook her chin and gaze. Her pupils fluttered softly in her eyes, flickering brightly in the dim light.

Regardless of whether she is at the dance now, or whether there are many people around, or who she is thinking about, Qiao Yimo leaned over and lowered her head and kissed her lips deeply, gentle, lingering.

The lights on the dance floor are dark blue and the people singing on the stage are lyrically engaged. The guests at the ball all looked at the two people who were kissing.

Xia Zimeng was shocked back to his senses and raised his eyes, only to see Qiao Yimo with his eyes closed, kissing himself intently.

It's not good to resist on this occasion, she can only stretch out her hands, not to hug him, but to pull the placket of his chest and hold it tightly.

It's not that she doesn't know that Qiao Yimo is interested in her now, and it's not that she doesn't know who Qiao Yimo is. But she didn't want to be his plaything willingly. A plaything that he threw aside when he got tired of playing with it.

Although, although..... She wasn't all that disgusted by his kisses.

But that doesn't mean she can let him do whatever he wants!

Xia Zimeng's heart struggles!

There were some people on the field whispering and gossiping, and there were also some people who kept their demeanor and continued their fun, and there were two people whose hearts were like thousands of needles inserted, stinging.

"Rui, are you okay?" Not far away, Song Jia'er saw Fang Tianrui's dancing footsteps suddenly stop, she accidentally stepped on his feet, but he seemed to have lost his soul, and he didn't know that he was in a daze now.

"Rui." Song Jia'er's soft voice called him again, this time, Fang Tianrui's eyes returned to her, and he found that he was a little flustered, and unfolded a handsome smile, playing a round field,

"Oh, I suddenly remembered, when you go home first, I will have a party with my future father-in-law."

Song Jia'er nodded, her gentle personality was like a spring breeze at any time, I saw her look sideways at Qiao Yimo Xia Zimeng, and said sincerely,

"It seems that Mr. Qiao has a good relationship with your sister Zimeng."

"Yes!" Fang Tianrui hugged her a little tighter, didn't look at Qiao Yimo and Xia Zimeng, and didn't let Song Jia'er see his expression at the moment.

Kiss the feet, kiss enough, Qiao Yimo let go of her lips that had been kissed by him even more red, his eyes flashed with joy, hooked his lips and smiled, and then put his face to her ear, saying,

"Don't thank me yet?!"

"......." Xia Zimeng was speechless, this bad guy was cheap and behaved, and the lips that he forcibly kissed were throbbing with anger at the moment.

Qiao Yimo hugged her and turned around, just so that Xia Zimeng faced Fang Tianrui and Song Jia'er,

"I avenged you, don't you thank me?" His tone replied frivolously.

"You scoundrel!" She gritted her teeth and whispered.

"What about you? Do you cross the river and tear down the bridge?! He liked to tease her and see how angry she looked.

Xia Zimeng's eyes were round, and he looked angry, Qiao Yimo was indeed successful.

Looking at her angry and delicate appearance, Qiao Yimo's originally smug and slightly evil face gradually pulled up a smile, which was a touch of ...... With a doting smile, her eyes were like a thin layer of mist, and she looked at her gently.

"You like me." He just wouldn't let her go.

"Don't talk nonsense." Xia Zimeng had gritted his teeth, eager to grab a wine bottle and smash it on his head.

"Just now your ex asked you not to associate with me, and you refused." He pulled his handsome face closer, magnifying in front of her eyes.

"I didn't refuse."

"You didn't accept it either. You also said, I'm your boyfriend."

"That's what the plot needs." She was so angry that she wanted to scream, but she could only hold back.

"Oh? So ..... we continue acting? He finished in a playful tone, and then kissed her. This time, Xia Zimeng was in a hurry, and he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, so he didn't care about any manners anymore, raised his foot, and stepped on his foot hard with his pointed heel.

Qiao Yimo frowned, closed his eyes deeply, and then hooked up an evil smile, and increased the force of his hand to stick her closer to himself,

"You little goblin." This time, he gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear.

"You devil." She also screamed.

"Demons and goblins are a perfect match." His tone became playful again.

"You're shameless."

"Yes, I just want you."

"I'll die for you."

"........." Finally, Qiao Yimo admits defeat, here, good men don't fight women. In the future, there will be a chance to clean her up.

The guests who saw these scenes thought that the little couple was flirting. Everyone is thinking in their hearts that Mr. Qiao has a really good relationship with his woman, and the rumored affairs of his affairs may be fake.

There is only one person, I don't know when he has left the dance floor, in a corner where no one is, the lonely figure has been swallowed up by the merciless night, a pair of eyes flowing with radio waves, faint green pupils have lost color in the dark, that layer of fog, full of sorrow, and unswerving love for a man to death.

The melancholy Japanese song has been sung, and the end of the tune gradually becomes smaller,

Goodbye day そして I love you

Say goodbye, and say I love you

One more day また日

And then the next day

信じていればそれでいい Oh

As long as you can believe it, that's fine

Goodbye day そして I love you

Say goodbye, and say I love you

One more day また日

And then the next day

おだやかならばそれでいい

Calm and quiet, that's enough

There was applause in the room, and the Japanese singer stood up from the piano chair and thanked the guests in Chinese, which was not very fluent.

The dance party is also coming to an end, and several characters still have things to discuss with Qiao Yimo. The rest of the guests have gradually dispersed.

Qiao Yimo took Xia Zimeng to the gate of the palace, and waited for the driver to drive the car to send her home first.

It's almost 10 o'clock in the evening, and although it is early spring, the cool breeze at night is still a little chilly. Qiao Yimo took off the white suit on his body and draped it over her.

The wide coat wrapped around her slender body, and the faint smell of Poison perfume permeated her, wafting between her noses, like a thousand thorns, wrapping around her, leaving her breathless.

Xia Zimeng lowered his head and looked at the suit on his body. I was about to reach out and take it off, but he pulled his clothes tighter harder, and his small body gradually warmed up in the space surrounded by him.

Raising his eyes to look at him, he found that his playful and unstoppable expression was gone, and his expressionless face only showed the domineering spirit of the moment, and those eyes were staring at her tightly in the dark night, making her give up struggling.

At night, she was also tired and didn't want to entangle with him anymore. I just want to hurry home and stop staying with him.