"Can I ask you to dance later?"
Qiao Jue couldn't take his eyes away from her for a long time.
Zhuli's expression was gentle, and a polite smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.
"I'm not very good at dancing, sorry Director Qiao."
"pear!"
Ren Xingyan stood at the door holding her skirt and waving at her excitedly.
Her arrival can be regarded as solving this difficult matter at the moment.
"Excuse me."
Zhuli turned around and walked slowly to Ren Xingyan's side. The two were talking and laughing as they discussed each other's outfits.
Ren Xingyan wore a burgundy suspender dress, revealing her beautiful butterfly back, and her long hair was specially curled into big waves to look very charming.
She put down her skirt and took Zhuli's hand with tenderness in her eyes.
"Cousin, you are so beautiful today!"
"If I were a man, I would just pack you up and take you away."
Zhuli was embarrassed by what she said, and she put her palm against her warm cheek and said shyly:
"No formality."
The two joked for a long time before Jing Yuhe arrived.
She was dressed as usual, a high-end black tube top dress with light makeup.
She remembered that Du Jianzhou said that he didn't like women with exaggerated makeup.
"You guys came so early."
Jing Yuhe took the juice from the waiter and handed it to Zhuli and Ren Xingyan.
He raised his eyes and looked at Ren Xingyan for a second, then a mocking smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Ren Xingyan's false eyelashes seemed to have been glued poorly, 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 it first and took a sip.
"Xingyan, are you afraid of me?"
Seeing that Ren Xingyan had no intention of answering for a long time, Jing Yuhe couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
"No, no, how could Miss Jing think so."
Ren Xingyan smiled dryly and waved his hand, then picked up the glass of juice and drank it in one gulp.
A smile that wasn't fake finally appeared on Jing Yuhe's soft features, and he warned: "The dance won't start for a while, so you can go to the rest area and wait."
After saying that, he lifted up his skirt and went to find his Prince Charming.
Zhuli always felt that Jing Yuhe was acting strange today, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
Five minutes before the dance started, she received a message from Jing Huaizhi.
Boss (overdue payment version): Come here and do me a favor, lounge 886.
She stared at the screen, thinking a lot.
help?
A cunning man!
Turn off the screen and head to the lounge.
Qiao Jue, who was sitting in the corner, had been silently watching Zhuli's whereabouts. He looked at his watch and saw that there were three minutes left before the dance started.
Where is she going?
"Bamboo pear."
He couldn't wait to shout.
Zhuli turned around and searched for a long time before she found the person who called her.
"The dance is about to start, where are you going?"
"Go to the bathroom."
She smiled.
Qiao Jue stared at her back, feeling inexplicably that she would never come back once she left.
lounge
Zhuli stood at the door and hesitated for a few minutes before knocking on the door.
Unexpectedly, after knocking for a long time, there was no movement.
"baffling."
She scratched her head and turned the doorknob.
As soon as the door closed, hot breath sprayed on her neck.
Zhuli raised his hand and slapped her, and his slender hand held her slender wrist and pressed it against the door panel.
The bracelet on his wrist instantly fell apart.
"Can you please stop being so violent?"
Jing Huaizhi ignored her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and put his free hand around her waist.
He only wore a white shirt, with the collar open.
It looks very malicious at the moment.
"What help?"
Zhuli struggled silently for a while, then found that it was useless and simply let him do what he did.
Jing Huaizhi didn't answer, his eyes scanned her body from top to bottom.
Gently lifting her chin, the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually dissipated.
"Who do you want to dance with when you are so beautifully dressed?"
She rolled her eyes and chose silence.
He lowered his head and smiled silently, letting go of his hand on her wrist.
Sitting on the sofa, "Can you tie a tie?"
Zhuli's eyes widened, and then he shook his head.
Jing Huaizhi couldn't help but laugh a little, and opened the tie in the box: "Come here and I will teach you."
Zhuli raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose and walked over.
When I walked up to him, I was immediately at a loss. I didn't even know where to put my hands.
He pulled her to sit on his lap, gently clung to her fingertips, and pulled her closer to his collar.
"Put the big collar on the left and the small collar on the right."
He lowered his head and picked up ties of different lengths and said softly.
Zhuli followed his rhythm and listened carefully.
"Put the big collar over the small collar, like this."
Her slender fingers accidentally touched his exposed skin, and she couldn't help but want to pull back.
Jing Huaizhi glanced at her slowly, then reached out and tapped her forehead: "Study seriously, I will check it later."
Zhuli nodded slightly awkwardly.
"Turn the big collar under the small collar."
She raised her head slightly, and her eyes reflected the man's handsome face, which made her mouth even more thirsty.
This man is so awesome!
My mind is not on studying at all.
Jing Huaizhi seemed to notice that affectionate gaze and stopped wanting to continue talking.
"Dry..."
When the words came to her lips, Zhuli raised her head and put her lips to hers.
His mind suddenly went blank.
Seeing that she had had enough flirting, she decided to get out of the way.
Before she had time, the back of her head was grabbed, and the man held her soft and slender waist and pushed her down on the sofa.
"Run away after flirting, right?"
The corners of his eyes twitched and his voice was hoarse.
Zhuli covered her face with her arms and began to feel aggrieved: "No, I just..."
"Just what?"
Jing Huaizhi leaned forward and frowned.
"Not here."
The nasal tone started to sound miserable.
"Someone will see it."
Zhuli was about to cry, she shouldn't have provoked him.
Jing Huaizhi pinched his eyebrows irritably and pulled away the arm that was blocking her cheek.
He raised the corners of his lips and kissed her hard.
Time was limited and space was limited, so he simply had a quick snack.
He raised his eyes to look at the woman next to him again, and casually brushed her messy hair.
"You seduced me first."
Zhuli's eyes were sore and she started to sob.
He sighed silently and put his arm around her shoulders.
"This is my private lounge, and no one will approach it casually."
She raised her water-colored eyes and sniffed: "Can't you be... gentle."
Jing Huaizhi had an evil smile on his lips, stared at her slightly parted lips and teased, "Then, should I be gentle tonight?"
Zhuli turned around stubbornly, not wanting to pay attention to him.
How could she go out to meet people when her skirt was wrinkled, her hair was messed up, and her makeup was ruined by him?
Suddenly, the mobile phone placed on the coffee table rang.
After Jing Huaizhi connected, he turned on the speakerphone.
"Huaizhi, have you seen Zhuli?"
It is not difficult to hear that Du Jianzhou's tone is very anxious.
He raised his eyebrows and said emotionlessly: "Why are you looking for my wife?"
Seeing that the conversation was wrong, Du Jianzhou quickly explained: "Xingyan has gone somewhere, and no one answered my phone when I called her."
"I don't have your wife's phone number, please help me ask!"
