Liu Xiang saw that Bai Lingli ignored him and kept his head down. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Maybe it's shy, Liu Xiang smiled dotingly.

The guests at the dinner saw Liu Xiang smiling like this, and they knew that he had taken a fancy to this little man named "Ling". Knowingly eating, drinking, and laughing, although some of them have been coveting "Ling" for a long time. But it has been hindered by the backstage of Yichun Building and the performance of "Ling", and he did not sell himself, and he did not eat it. Now seeing that "Ling" is owned by Liu Xiang, although there is still desire in his heart, he does not dare to show it. Because Yoo Xiang hates it most when others covet his possessions. Compared with a small person, or your own future is more important. This is what everyone thinks in their hearts.

As a result, the dinner was a convivial atmosphere.

All night, Bai Ling sat next to Liu Xiang, and was occasionally rubbed with oil by him. And Liu Xiang, with a smile on his face, or a spring breeze is more appropriate, and even when he greets the guests, he doesn't forget to hug Bai Ling's waist and declare his ownership.

The dinner party was finally over as it was close to midnight.

Bai Ling sat in his seat in annoyance. Throughout the dinner, he was looking for an opportunity to kill Liu Xiang. Although he wanted to make a move many times, reason stopped him again. Liu Xiang didn't know what was crazy, the whole dinner scene, in addition to the guests and maids, the most was the guards with knives, and the whole place was so impenetrable that even a fly didn't want to fly out. It was precisely because of this that Bai Ling did not make a move, and he was not sure to escape.

"Beauty......" Liu Xiang suddenly hugged Bai Ling, and a mouth full of wine sprayed in his ears, "Let's go and rest with Benxiang." Liu Xiang was happy tonight, he had already drunk a lot of wine, and his consciousness was hazy.

Bai Ling just wanted to refuse, but when he rolled his eyes, he realized that this was a perfect opportunity. He was alone in the room with Yoo-sang, and these guards couldn't follow up. And Liu Xiang is a weak scholar, he can kill him without much effort. At that time, in an unattended room, escaping was not a big problem.

"Adult ......" Bai Ling's eyes were like silk, his eyes were hazy, and he pretended to be drunk. In fact, he didn't need to pretend much, he was indeed poured a lot of wine by Liu Xiang tonight, and he was already a little confused. It was only his dedication to the task that kept him awake.

Liu Xiang seemed to have received permission, and took Bai Ling's waist and went to the backyard.

Bai Ling squinted, leaned on Liu Xiang's shoulder, and took advantage of his inattention to peek back, but was speechless to find that those guards were following closely behind the two of them, and they didn't mean to stay away at all.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the resting room, Liu Xiang's hand on Bai Ling's waist became even more presumptuous, unscrupulously up and down his hands, and rubbed and rubbed his beloved round buttocks, not caring at all to let the guards who followed him see his debauchery. Liu Xiang's presumptuous behavior made Bai Ling overwhelmed and miserable, and even wanted to give up the task. But as soon as he thought of the 30,000 taels of gold, he gritted his teeth and insisted.

Anyway, after a while he will be a dead man, just as if he was touched by a groping pig's hand a few times, there is nothing to worry about. Bai Zero comforted himself like this in his heart.

Liu Xiangzi didn't know that Bai Ling thought so. With a lewd smile on his lips, he pushed open the door and threw Bai Ling down on the only ornament in the room—a large carved bed that could accommodate ten people.