Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

In a corner of the corridor, Fang Jianning hesitated.

This is the only way for high-level meetings every day. Half an hour ago, she saw Bao Siheng passing by. This point... should come out soon, right?

What she held in her hand was Si Rui's fencing competition championship certificate. Bo Siheng hadn't been home for several days, maybe... this certificate would be a chance for them to reconcile.

"Mr. Bo, the development plan for this tourist villa..."

Suddenly heard a voice coming from a distance, Fang Jianning quickly stretched out his head to look, only to find Tang Zi and Bao Siheng walking side by side, discussing something while walking, looking very serious.

The light in Fang Jianning's eyes dimmed, and she subconsciously withdrew the foot she was about to take.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Fang Jianning in the corner, Tang Zi's eyes moved, he closed the folder, and changed the subject.

"Mr. Bo, there is a dinner party tonight. Do you want to cancel it?"

dinner?

Fang Jianning, who was pretending to receive water, was so absorbed in the conversation between the two in the corridor that he didn't even notice that the water glass in his hand had started to overflow.

"what!"

Fang Jianing, whose hands were burned, couldn't help but let out an exclamation, then quickly looked out, quickly put his fingers into his mouth, and sucked gently.

At the same time, two people in the corridor happened to pass by the door of the tea room. Fang Jianning clearly saw Bao Siheng staring ahead, walking steadily forward, with a blank expression on his face: "No, as usual, you will be your female companion."

"Yes, Boss!"

When responding, Tang Zi looked sideways on purpose and gave Fang Jianning a provocative look.

When the fingers in his mouth touched the hot tip of his tongue, it was even more painful, but at this moment, the aggrieved and uncomfortable pain in his heart far exceeded the pain of his fingertips. Fang Jianning took his fingers out of his mouth, curled up his hands, and held them tightly. in the palm of your hand.

"Miss Fang, don't you feel more uncomfortable like this?"

A voice came, Fang Jianning turned around in surprise, and saw Jiang Cong coming in from the door.

Fang Jianning was taken aback for a moment, "You... have seen it all?"

"The burn needs to cool down, how can you hold it in the palm of your hand!" Jiang Cong pulled her finger out of the palm, and took out the burn ointment from his pocket, ready to apply it for her.

So he was referring to this...

Fang Jianning was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, "I'll do it myself!"

Jiang Cong put down the burn ointment, and before leaving, he turned around and added, "Actually... tonight's dinner is completely closed to the outside world..."

Fang Jianning looked up in surprise, Jiang Cong's back had disappeared at the door.

At the gate of the Tang Palace Banquet, luxury cars lined up in a row, men and women wearing masks came from the cars in twos and threes, chatting softly, it was very lively.

A Rolls-Royce approached from a distance, and the crowd dispersed one after another.

Fengshen's handsome man got out of the car. Even though he was wearing a mask, he was easily recognized by his tall and straight figure.

Bo Siheng, the president of Bo's business empire, a domineering president who can satisfy the fantasies of thousands of girls.

The eyes of the women shone brightly, until a woman got off from the other side of his Rolls-Royce, her face was covered by a mask, but her bumpy figure showed that her appearance was definitely not bad .

What a combination of talent and beauty!

There were bursts of sighs from the crowd.

In sharp contrast to the bright lights at the entrance of the Tang Palace Banquet, the street group on the opposite side was dark, and a pair of eyes were particularly bright in the dark.

"Mr. Bo, can I ask you to dance?"

The woman wearing the mask stretched out her hand to herself. Bao Siheng stared sideways at those eyes for a while, then smiled lightly, put down his wine glass, and took the woman's hand.

The men and women on the dance floor dance lightly, and the people around them can't help but stop, and the eye-catching person is the one who attracts the most attention no matter where they are!

Just when the two were dancing vigorously, a woman in a pink dress suddenly rushed out from the crowd, twirled on her toes, and inserted herself between the two who were dancing. Everyone covered their mouths in shock.

Bo Siheng is famous for his coldness and lack of face. So far no one has dared to do anything wrong in front of him. Everyone admires the courage of this woman who appeared out of nowhere.

No one knows what kind of face is under that fox mask, but judging from the curves of her body, it is not inferior to the woman brought by Bo Siheng. On the contrary, she has white and flawless skin. Against the background, it looks even more charming and moving.

The sudden third party made Tang Zi very annoyed, she gave her a hard look, and was about to squeeze her away with a sway of her hips, who knew that the woman was already on guard, as if she had expected her actions, and at the same time Turning sideways, he couldn't help but not be hit by her, and fell into Bao Siheng's arms in an elegant posture.

Bao Siheng put one hand around the waist of the woman in his arms, and frowned slightly. He didn't like the woman who suddenly barged in before him. Just when he was about to let go, the woman suddenly turned her head sideways, her bright eyes His heart trembled slightly, and the arm that was about to be released subconsciously tightened, staring at the person in his arms in disbelief.

The ambiguous posture caused a commotion in the surroundings. Tang Zi, who was kicked out, was ashamed and angry. He opened his posture and pretended to dance, but when he spun and approached, a woman in Bao Siheng's arms was torn away.

The woman spun around, and tilted her head provocatively at Tang Zi. With the fox mask on her face, she looked playful and cute. Tang Zi stepped forward again, and the two women began to fight and dance in an unusual posture.

Spin, jump, stretch your arms, swing your waist...

It seems that they are all dancing to the music, but in fact they are all evolved fighting postures. Bao Siheng quietly stared at the pink figure, his eyes flashed with amazement, and suddenly he became playful. Under the mask, he He hooked the corners of his lips and joined in.

With a twist, the woman squeezed away Tang Zi who was beside Bao Siheng, and posted it by herself.

Everyone sighed for a while, originally thought that Bao Siheng would get angry, but unexpectedly he swayed his waist along with the other party's dance moves very cooperatively.

The woman raised her head slightly, her eyes flickered under the fox mask, Bao Siheng stared at her with downcast eyes, and the corners of her mouth had already drawn upwards where she couldn't see under the mask.

The eyes turned, and the woman's eyes and posture became more and more ambiguous. She raised her fingertips and slowly moved down Bao Siheng's neck while twisting her waist close to her body.

Through the suit fabric, the tingling sensation came like a flood, and Bao Siheng's Adam's apple couldn't help moving.

Just as the woman's fingers brushed across her chest, her hand was suddenly grabbed. The woman looked up in surprise, and saw the person opposite was staring at her with flaming eyes. Before she could react, The other party suddenly pushed her hard, pushed her body far away, and then slowly pulled her back in tune with the music.