A man who says it's okay doesn't want to sleep with her, and he just laughs when she praises her lavishly.
It seems indulgent, but also like watching a play, watching her act, watching her happy.
He refused very directly, pushing her to stand on the ground and telling her to go home, wherever she came from.
He didn't even ask if he wanted to send her back.
So heartless.
Tang Xin stepped on her shoes, raised her calves to pick up the heels, and when she was shaking, she stretched out her hands and was supported by him.
Like a gentleman, he only held his fingertips, which was completely different from just now, when they were all inserted into the hem of her skirt.
She couldn't see it, but she could clearly feel his thumb touching her scar.
The scar was two inches long, and his fingertips wandered around, touching it back and forth, causing her to try to hide several times, but he held her and pulled her back.
Getting closer each time.
He just listened to whatever she praised, smiled slightly, and suddenly asked when she stopped talking: "Why don't you get it repaired? Don't girls love beauty the most?"
Tang Xin was stunned for a moment, showing a trace of shyness, but said: "You have to keep it, otherwise, what will I do to see you? After all, I hurt you because of you, you always have to think of me, right?"
Without saying much, he turned around and left without waiting for his next sentence.
Shi Yu took a cigarette out of the cigarette case, lit it, leaned back, and rubbed his temples with the hand holding the cigarette.
It’s not that I didn’t respond, it’s that I couldn’t.
Whether to get married or not is not a big deal, it is not a top priority.
I have business to do these two days, and I promised Meng Jijing that if I offend this little ancestor, I might as well cause him some problems that will cause trouble.
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Tang Xin obtained the qualification for the reception from Liang Qiao.
Liang Qiao asked her what she was going to do, and she replied: "Study."
When I asked what I was studying, I refused to say a word.
Liang Qiao couldn't do anything to her, he only told her: "There are many people tonight, everyone is there, you don't want to be in the limelight, do you understand?"
"Um."
Tang Xin deserved to be casual, looking at the ticket, the design was quite high-end, the most concise style, exuding an extremely low-key sense of high-end.
Seeing that she was not interested in talking, Liang Qiao stopped talking and drove her to the hotel where the banquet was held.
Tang Xin didn't go there for the limelight, but to see Shi Yu and see what the woman who made Shi Yu spend his time in the capital and grow old overnight in the city was like.
I saw it, but that's it. Apart from being a bit taller, there is nothing that can be called outstanding.
Looking again, there is one. He has a good figure, is very young, has a soft and docile face, and is as well-behaved as a famous breed cat. It feels a bit familiar, like an old friend.
No wonder he likes it, it's not surprising.
After looking again and again, I discovered something interesting. It turned out to be a love triangle. It was really interesting that a man like Shi Yu had to fight for women with other men.
Just rob, rob everyone, and still act like I'm leaving you alone and don't share the same knowledge with you, that's really irritating.
Mr. Meng was so angry that he almost jumped.
The woman was very calm and calmly walked out holding hands with Shi Yu, still wearing his dress coat on her shoulders.
Without even turning his head, he walked with a cigarette under his arm and the wind blew under his feet. He was so handsome!
It turns out that Shi Yu likes someone like this, who is not only gentle on the surface, but also strong in his heart.
Seeing him approaching, Tang Xin turned around, took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray, and sipped it into his mouth while watching it from the corner of his eye.
Shi Yu, who suddenly met Dao's gaze and turned around to go out, looked at her.
Tang Xin raised his glass and drank it under his brief gaze.
Immediately after taking another elevator downstairs, Liang Qiao's car was still parked there. Tang Xin got on and asked, "Where is the person?"
"Shiyu?"
"otherwise?"
Liang Qiao drove the car out. The fine sports car drove like a classic car, driving slowly through the night, and finally stopped at the downstairs of Meng Jiming's house.
"Shi Yu lives here?" Tang Xin didn't believe it.
Liang Qiao lit a cigarette and opened the window, and said leisurely: "Meng Jiming lives here."
"I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for Shi Yu."
"Shi Yu will be here soon. He took Meng Jiming's woman away. Can't he send her back?"
"You can do it." Tang Xin looked at him with her eyes, with a smile on her face, and said, "Then tell me, what does Shi Yu like about her?"
Liang Qiao shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't know."
Tang Xin stopped talking until he saw Shi Yu's car in sight. She looked out from the wide open window and watched him send Liang Shan into the building.
Shi Yu came out within a few minutes, lit a cigarette and stood at the door of the building, looking at the woman standing next to his car.
Tang Xin slid his fingertips across the roof of the car, leaned against the driver's door and asked, "Are you men like this, liking other men's women?"
Shi Yu walked slowly over, stopped in front of her, and asked, "Where are we going? I'll see you off."
"your home."
