Van Winting gave her a glance and did not respond.

The high-definition camera in the corner records all the undercurrents surging in the banquet hall.

Including the dance music sounded, Van Wenting left his eyes and walked out with an indifferent expression.

Lounge.

Wangqing covered her heart.

Maybe it's really a bad year.

Her mouth, the good is not working, but the bad is fulfilled.

His heart was beating too fast, and his cheeks were unusually red.

Huo Yansheng guided her to take a deep breath.

His gaze fell on her dress, and his expression was serious: "Is the dress too tight?" ”

As he spoke, he was about to unzip down his dress.

If other men did such a thing, Wangqing would have slapped him a long time ago.

But how can a teacher have a dirty mind?

He just wanted to help her with the pain.

Wangqing didn't stop her, but she put her hands on her chest and whispered, "I didn't wear that." ”

She is now in a vacuum.

Huo Yansheng's throat moved, and even the hand that touched the zipper was also a meal.

He quickly regained his composure, pulled the zipper of his skirt halfway, and asked, "Is it better?" ”

Huo Yansheng stood behind Wangqing.

Her hands are not so much blocking as holding.

Huo Yansheng's eyes seemed to be rooted.

Luckily, there were no strange traces there.

It seems that she was indeed obedient and separated from that mysterious strange man.

Huo Yansheng hooked his lower lip, and his fingers slowly went up.

Just as he was about to touch the skin on the back of her neck, Wangqing suddenly said, "Teacher, I'm much better." ”

Huo Yansheng woke up like a dream, withdrew his hand, and pressed it behind him.

"Really?"

"Really, teacher, I'm sorry to spoil your good mood."

Huo Yansheng wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he didn't say anything.

"I'll rest here for a while, you can go back quickly."

Huo Yansheng raised his eyebrows, "Why do I think you intend to drive me away?" ”

Wangqing was shocked, the teacher was afraid that she had not installed a monitor in her heart!

"Where do I have?"

Wangqing pursed her thin lips, "Dean, they should all be looking for you." ”

Before the words fell, Huo Yansheng's mobile phone rang.

The caller was none other than Wangwukai.

Huo Yansheng touched her hair, "Then you have a good rest here, you are not allowed to go anywhere, I will pick you up in a while." ”

Wangqing nodded vigorously.

Neither of them paid attention, and at the door of the safe passage, there was an extra man.

The green light reflected on his face, dim and indistinct.

After Huo Yansheng left, Wangqing wanted to zip up and go out to find Fanwenting.

I can't reach it.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and slowly lifted the zipper behind her back.

Wangqing looked back in astonishment.

Van Wenting looked at her fiercely.

"Enough to tease me?"

Without waiting for Wangqing to answer, he hugged her horizontally and kissed while hugging.

Until he pushed her onto the couch, the kiss was not over.

Wangqing knew that she couldn't make Van Wenting angry anymore.

We can't afford to fall short.

She pressed his shoulders and took it all in.

The good, the bad, all accepted.

After some time, Van Wenting got up and put on his shirt.

"You're still sober."

Wangqing's mind was cloudy and she didn't understand what he meant.

However, she hooked his finger, and he didn't refuse.

Most likely, I'm not angry anymore.

Wangqing hugged Van Wenting from behind.

Van Wenting raised his eyebrows, "What kind of demon do you want to be?" ”

Wangqing asked softly, "Can you accompany me?" ”

"It's okay in bed, ...... under bed"

He didn't say any more.

But Wangqing knew what Van Wenting was positioning for her, and slowly let go of her hand.

In the next second, her arm was caught.