"Can I invite you to a dance later?"

Qiao Jue's eyes couldn't take his eyes off her for a long time.

Zhuli's expression was soft, and a polite smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"I'm not very good at dancing, I'm sorry Director Joe."

"Pears!"

Ren Xingyan stood at the entrance with her skirt and waved at her excitedly.

Her arrival can be regarded as a solution to this thorny matter at the moment.

"Lost company."

Zhuli turned around and slowly walked to Ren Xingyan's side, and the two discussed each other's dresses with laughter.

Ren Xingyan was dressed in a burgundy slip dress, revealing a beautiful butterfly back, and her long hair was deliberately curled into big waves, looking charming.

She put down the hem of her skirt and took Zhuli's hand, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Cousin, you're so beautiful today!"

"If I were a man, I would just pack you up and take you away."

Zhuli was embarrassed by her, and said shyly with her palm against her slightly hot cheek:

"It's not in shape."

The two joked for a long time before Jing Yuhe arrived.

She was dressed as usual, with a haute couture black bandeau gown and light makeup.

She remembered that Du Jianzhou said that she didn't like women with exaggerated makeup.

"You're so early."

Jing Yuhe took the juice that Ying was holding and handed it to Zhuli and Ren Xingyan.

raised his eyes and looked at Ren Xingyan for a second, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a mocking smile.

Ren Xingyan's false eyelashes didn't seem to be glued properly, and the white glue was clearly exposed.

Why does Brother Jian Zhou like this kind of woman?

There was a hint of coldness and indifference in her eyes.

Zhuli took the lead and took a sip.

"Xingyan, are you jealous of me?"

Seeing that Ren Xingyan had no intention of picking up for a long time, Jing Yuhe couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

"No, no, how could Miss Jing think like that."

Ren Xingyan smiled dryly and waved his hand, picked up the cup with the juice and drank it all.

Jing Yuhe's soft facial features finally floated with a smile that was not fake, and advised: "The dance party will start for a while, you can go to the rest area and wait first." ”

After saying that, he lifted his skirt and went to find his prince charming.

Zhuli always felt that Jing Yuhe was weird today, but she couldn't say anything strange.

Five minutes before the dance began, she received a message from Jing Huaizhi.

Boss (arrears): Come and do me a favor, lounge 886.

She stared at the screen, her thoughts racing.

Help?

A scheming man!

Press off the screen and step to the lounge.

Qiao Jue, who was sitting in the corner, had been silently watching Zhuli's whereabouts, and looked at his watch, and there were only three minutes left before the dance party began.

Where is she going?

"Bamboo pear."

He couldn't wait to shout.

Zhuli turned her head and searched for a long time before finding out who was calling her.

"The prom is about to begin, where are you going?"

"Go to the bathroom."

She smiled.

Qiao Jue stared at her back, inexplicably feeling that she would not come back if she left.

lounge

Takeri stood at the door, hesitated for a few minutes before knocking on the door.

Unexpectedly, there was no movement after knocking for a long time.

"Inexplicable."

She scratched her head and unscrewed the doorknob.

As soon as the door closed, the sound of burning breath sprayed down her neck.

Zhuli raised her hand and slapped her, and her bony hand grabbed her slender wrist and pressed it against the door panel.

The bracelet on the wrist bone fell apart in an instant.

"Don't be so violent."

Jing Huaizhi ignored it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and hugged her waist with his free hand.

He wore only a white shirt with the collar wide open.

It looks very ill-intentioned at the moment.

"How can you help?"

Zhuli struggled silently for a while, and found that it was useless to simply leave him at his mercy.

Jing Huaizhi didn't answer, his eyes glanced at her from top to bottom.

Gently lifting her chin, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually dissipated.

"Who do you want to dance with when you're dressed so beautifully?"

She rolled her eyes and chose to be silent.

He hung his head and laughed silently, letting go of the hand that was on her wrist.

Sitting on the couch, "Do you know how to wear a tie?" ”

Takeri's eyes widened, then she shook her head.

Jing Huaizhi couldn't help but laugh a little, and unwrapped the tie in the box: "Come here and I'll teach you." ”

Zhuli raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose and walked over.

When I walked up to him, I was at a loss, and I didn't even know where to put my hand.

He dragged her to his lap and gently clinged to her fingertips, pulling her closer to his neckline.

"The big collar is on the left, and the small collar is on the right."

He lowered his head and picked up his ties of different lengths and said softly.

Takeri listened carefully to his rhythm.

"Straddle the big collar over the small collar, like this."

Her slender fingers inadvertently touched his bare skin, and she couldn't help but pull back.

Jing Huaizhi glanced at her slowly, and reached out to knock on her forehead: "Study hard, I'll check it in a while." ”

Takeri nodded slightly awkwardly.

"Turn the collar under the collar again."

She raised her head slightly, and the man's handsome face was reflected in her eyes, and her mouth became more and more dry.

This man is too best in the world!

The mind is not on the study at all.

Jing Huaizhi seemed to notice the affectionate gaze and stopped the desire to continue.

"..."

When the words came to his lips, Zhuli raised his head and pressed his lips up.

His thoughts went blank.

Seeing that she had enough, she planned to flash people.

It was too late for the back of her head to be buckled, and the man grabbed her soft and slender waist and pushed her backhand on the sofa.

"Run, right?"

The corners of his eyes twitched, and his voice was hoarse.

Zhuli covered her face with her arm and began to feel aggrieved: "No, I just..."

"Just what?"

Jing Huaizhi leaned over and frowned.

"Not here."

The nasal tone began to sell miserably.

"Someone will see it."

Zhuli was about to cry, so she shouldn't provoke him.

Jing Huaizhi pinched his eyebrows irritably, and pulled away the arm that was blocking her cheek.

The corners of his lips were raised, and he kissed them hard.

Time was limited, space was limited, and he simply ate a quick snack.

Raising his eyes to look at the woman next to him again, he casually brushed her messy hair.

"You seduced me first."

Zhuli's eyes were sour, and she whimpered.

He sighed silently and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

"This is my private lounge, and no one will approach it casually."

She lifted her water-colored eyes and sniffed, "You can't... Be gentle. ”

A wicked smile hung on the corner of Jing Huaizhi's mouth, staring at her slightly open lips and teasing: "Then I'll be here tonight, tap?" ”

Takeri stubbornly turned around, ignoring him.

was tossed by him like this, her skirt was wrinkled, her hair was messy, and her makeup was spent, how could she go out to meet people!

Suddenly, the mobile phone resting on the coffee table rang.

After Jing Huaizhi was connected, he turned on the hands-free.

"Huaizhi, have you seen a bamboo pear?"

It is not difficult to hear that Du Jianzhou's tone is very anxious.

He raised his eyebrows and said without emotion: "You, what are you looking for my wife?" ”

Seeing that the words were wrong, Du Jianzhou hurriedly explained: "Xingyan doesn't know where to go, I called her and no one answered." ”

"I don't have your wife's phone, please help me ask!"