When Zhao Pingjin's gaze swept over her chest, Xu He felt that her skirt was ripped off by him in public, and the back of her neck was a little hot.

"You guys, I'll go meet a friend."

Zhao Pingjin didn't bother to pay attention to Jiang Huai's courtesy, dropped a sentence lightly, and turned around and left.

Jiang Huai disagreed, and said to Xu He: "Uncle is this temper, he is cold to everyone, and none of us juniors dare to make a mistake in front of him." ”

Xu He thought to himself, is it? I can't see it coldly, anyway, with her, it's quite a toss-up, and it's full of tricks.

Xu He once again thanked Qin Zhi for beating her and scolding her when she was a child, forcing her to take dance lessons.

The first dance of the young lady surnamed Fang invited Zhao Pingjin to the first dance of the eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, and he didn't save the little girl's face.

When a dance came down, Miss Fang's face was like a hot shrimp, and she almost stepped on Zhao Pingjin's feet several times.

Zhao Pingjin's eyes fell on Xu He several times, but he didn't expect her to dance very well, her body was soft, her waist was thin and soft, and when she turned around and fell into Jiang Huai's arms, the thin waist really made people sweat, for fear of breaking, and several men were secretly watching.

Zhao Pingjin quietly smoked and left the banquet hall.

A moment later, Xu He heard the mobile phone in his handbag vibrate.

She opened it and saw a text message from an unfamiliar number: Come out.

There were only two words, but she immediately thought of who it was.

Xu He glanced at Jiang Huai, he was talking excitedly with a few buddies, and the men looked at her from time to time, and their eyes were quite uncomfortable.

Xu He stood up and said to Jiang Huai that he would go to the bathroom by himself, and Jiang Huai wanted to accompany her, Xu He refused, and Jiang Huai did not insist anymore, only told her to come back quickly.

Xu He nodded and turned to leave.

I vaguely heard a sentence from behind: "You kid, Yanfu is not shallow, I didn't expect Xu He to be in such a good figure, we were all deceived by you......"

"What, do you want to get someone tonight?"

Xu He didn't care about how Jiang Huai would answer, all she was thinking about at this time was 50,000 yuan.

In her eyes, Zhao Pingjin is a golden Buddha with 50,000 yuan pasted all over his body.

Xu He went straight to the bathroom, and when he was touching up lipstick in the mirror, Xu He saw Zhao Pingjin in the mirror.

White shirt and black suit, very handsome, very cold, very abstinent, like the kind of man who will not sleep with a woman at all.

"I'm pretty good at playing."

Xu He screwed the lipstick and put it in the handbag, then slowly turned around, the light above her head spilled down, enveloping her extremely attractive, red skirt, white skin, like a cream cake with fresh fruit embedded in a glass cabinet, which made people's appetite move.

"Uncle looking for me?"

This is the third time I have called Uncle, and I have already shouted very smoothly.

"Still following JAC?"

Xu He nodded: "Does Uncle mind?" ”

Zhao Pingjin raised his eyebrows slightly: "To be honest, it's quite a good idea." ”

Xu He's heart shrank suddenly, and then he raised his round apricot eyes to look at him: "Then what should I do, for a while, I can't tell the difference." ”

Zhao Pingjin suddenly smiled: "Then steal it first, it's not fun to steal it." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his long arm and pulled Xu He directly into the compartment.

The door was locked, a small world, and the two were almost close together.

Xu He didn't feel much uncomfortable, the cleaning here was cleaner than her dormitory, and she had seen the sweeping aunt almost kneeling on the ground to wipe the floor inch by inch.

Xu He was thinking wildly, but she felt a sudden chill in her chest, and she subconsciously looked over.