The little white cat jumped a few steps and suddenly jumped onto the back of a small chair on Ning Xi's left.

"Ning Rongsheng called to tell Father Lin that you don't want to continue to see each other, and when he turned around, Father Lin scolded Lin Yunqin and almost asked him to kneel in the ancestral hall!"

"Although Lin Yunqin was scolded a few times, he felt comfortable, after all, he got rid of a fiancée with a bun."

Ning Xi smiled with his lips hooked when he heard this.

"Dirt buns?"

"How many foreign languages are considered to be local buns?"

The little white cat nodded like garlic, "Of course our host is not a bun!"

……

A few days later, Ning Xi received an invitation from Yan Weishan to attend a special grand dance party next weekend.

Of course Ning Xi knew about this ball, in the last life, when the original owner followed Lin Yunqin to participate in this ball, he met the heroine Ye Mengzhen, At that time, the original owner didn't know that Lin Yunqin and Ye Mengzhen already had feelings for each other, and he was stupidly befriended with Ye Mengzhen and wanted to integrate into the circle of their new youth.

The result is of course tragic, Lin Yunqin's classmates will only treat the original owner as a dirt bun who can't even dance the new dance.

Ning Rongsheng learned that Ning Xi was going to participate in the new-style dance, so he said, "Xiaoxi, I'm busy with the affairs of the new medical hall, can I ask a dance teacher to come back and teach you to dance?" ”

Ning Xi's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Brother, if you don't do this, anyway, tomorrow the young marshal invites me out to dinner, why don't you invite him to dinner?" Teach me to dance by the way. ”

Ning Rongsheng nodded, and handed over his sister to the big warlord with confidence.

"It's okay, I'll ask Mama Liu to cook a few more dishes you love in a while."

Since Yan Weishan invited Ning Xi to attend the major dance party together, he must be willing to spend energy on this scene.

When he arrived at Ning's house, he heard dance music coming from the gramophone.

"Miss, the Overseers are here."

Ning Xi turned around and looked over and saw Yan Weishan walking in with a blazer hanging from his arm.

He was wearing a black shirt, tied in trousers, his solid muscles were wrapped in it, his broad shoulders and narrow waist were extremely superior, and his posture was in his early nines, which looked calm and powerful.

Yan Weishan didn't say much, and only nodded to her when he came in, and found that she had changed into a cheongsam today.

The crescent-white cheongsam shows that her thin waist is not full of hand, the slit of the cheongsam reveals white and slender legs, and the green silk is pulled up, showing the slender and white neck, the eyebrows and eyes are pure, and occasionally there seems to be a charming light circulating.

Yan Weishan put his blazer on the chair and began to unbutton the collar of his shirt.

Ning Xi's heart beat faster when he saw his slender fingers undo the two buttons on his neckline.

Suddenly, she bumped into Yan Weishan's eyes.

His pupils were dark and deep, his eyes were sharp, his nose was high, and his thin lips were pursed, which made him exude a cold temperament.

"Young marshal, please." Ning Xi hurriedly turned on the gramophone and chose a dance song.

Yan Weishan walked up to Ning Xi and stretched out his hand.

Ning Xi could feel that his hand was only on her waist and not on it.

Yan Weishan's expression was very calm, and when he looked at the girl in front of him, he felt that his palm that had not fallen to the ground seemed to be slightly hot.

Obviously, his palm was not attached to her waist, but he seemed to be able to feel the delicate curve of his waist and the soft curvature

At some point, his gaze fell on her picturesque eyebrows.

Her gaze met her, incomparably open, and she didn't seem to have the cunning she had peeked at before.

What kind of person is she?

At this moment, he seemed to feel a little itch in his palm.

When he lowered his eyes slightly, he found that the girl's fingertips were hooking his palm.

"Young marshal, if you get distracted again, I'm going to step on your foot."

Yan Weishan subconsciously pinched her wrist, and was caught off guard, Ning Xi slammed into his arms with a low snort.

"Hiss~"

"You're pinching my hand."

Yan Weishan immediately let go of his hand, his expression slightly stiff.

"I'm sorry."

Ning Xi popped his head out of his chest, looked up at him, and bent his eyebrows, "It's okay, let's continue." ”

With that, Ning Xi withdrew to stand firm.

Yan Weishan lowered his eyes and looked at her, as if the act of hooking his palm just now was an illusion.

The music started again.

Yan Weishan took Ning Xi and started dancing, this time, his expression was focused, but it was Ning Xi's turn to be distracted.

The roots of her ears were a little hot, and when she fell into his arms just now, you could feel the contours of her chest muscles, firm and warm and powerful

Ning Xi saw that he had regained his cold appearance, his eyes rolled, and he said:

"I heard that in the new dance, the man has to hold the woman's waist, why don't you hold me?"

Yan Weishan's hand on Ning Xi's waist stiffened, and his sharp gaze when he lowered his eyes accurately captured the sly in her eyes.

"Miss Ning, this is the teaching link."

Ning Xi listened to it in his ears, and he didn't understand anything.

This black-bellied guy is teasing her.

When Ning Rongsheng came back, he stood by the window of the courtyard and looked in.

Melodious dance music flowed out, and he saw a pair of beautiful people dancing inside.

Ning Xi's moon-white cheongsam and Yan Weishan's shirt and trousers were particularly compatible, he looked at Yan Weishan and felt that it was more pleasing to the eye, better than Lin Yunqin's unpragmatic boy.

……

On the evening of the ball.

Yan Weishan drove to Ning's house to pick up Ning Xi in person.

Ning Xi was wearing a waist-cinching cheongsam with a light-colored shawl, and her makeup was delicate and smart.

Yan Weishan, who was standing next to her, was still wearing a straight military uniform, and his momentum was fierce.

The people in the circle still didn't know the relationship between Miss Ning and Yan Dujun, and when they entered the door together, it caused an uproar.

Ning Xi glanced around, she knew that after today, her name must be compared with Yan Weishan from time to time.

After all, Yan Weishan's rule is not to bring a female companion to major occasions.

In this dance party, all the famous people in Nanzhou City came, Yan Weishan didn't come here to dance, and related entertainment was indispensable.

Ning Xi picked up a glass of wine, saluted him slightly, and went to the dim sum area to fill his stomach, and there was a dance session later.

The sweet cherry cake was waking up her taste buds, and the electronic sound of system AE86 was ringing in her ears.

[Host, look at the windowsill two meters behind the side, the heroine Ye Mengzhen appeared.] ]

Ning Xi turned around, took a small bite of the cherry cake, and looked up.

Lin Yunqin was smiling and talking to a young woman.

Presumably, the woman with Ruyi temples, a cyan dress, and a black bangs is the heroine Ye Mengzhen.

She is outstanding and talented, much more brilliant than the fat fans and beauties in the social field, no wonder Lin Yunqin was fascinated by her in the previous life, and wanted to divorce the original owner and marry this woman.

Ning Xi licked off the cream from the corners of his lips and asked the system, "Didn't you say that the male protagonist and the female protagonist only had feelings abroad?" ”

At this time in the last life, the original owner and Lin Yunqin had just made a marriage.

I didn't expect that in this life, they would be familiar to this extent.

[Host, that's the description of the original book, besides, the butterfly's wings are stirred, everything is very likely.] ]

Ning Xi pursed her lips and tilted her head to chuckle.

Well, the business of splitting CP has to be launched in advance.

……

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Short Story 2: Ten Years (End)

That night, He Xu invited Zhu Jia to the hotel.

Zhu Jia saw his happy appearance, holding a large bouquet of roses in his arms, saying that he wanted to celebrate her from the sea of suffering.

Zhu Jia poured red wine for him, "He Xu, I still can't forgive you." ”

He Xu frowned, "Jiajia, what do you have to do to forgive me?" ”

Zhu Jiazhi gave him a cup, "It's not impossible to ask me to forgive you." ”

Reaching out and ripped the tie off his neck.

Walked up behind him and leaned over to his ear, "Well, like that night, but this time I'm playing with you." ”

He Xu only thought that she was looking for a hard mouth and wanted to play some tricks, so he nodded, and her hands were tied with a tie.

Zhu Jia ripped off his hairband again and blindfolded him.

He Xu laughed, "Okay, now I'll dispose of it with you." ”

She smiled coldly, "What's the hurry, drink some wine first." ”

After getting drunk with He Xu, Ning Xi followed the original plan and anonymously reported Xu Qing and He Xu for money laundering and other economic crimes.

The police quickly arrested the two men,

The two of them will be punished for the crimes, and when they come out, they may both become old men.

Zhu Jia took revenge on the scumbag, his heart was happy, and he talked about several boyfriends one after another.

Elegant, mature, enthusiastic and lively, but she has suffered the loss of marriage, and she will never consider remarriage in this life.

However, she is financially free and has a good life.

[I'm trying to save the manuscript, and I'll take a short break for a while~]

(End of chapter)