Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Jiang Wansheng returned to his seat, absent-minded.

Ling Nan came over and said with concern: "What's the matter, your expression is not right."

She hung her head in a daze, and replied indiscriminately, "It's okay."

Ling Nan sat next to her, propped one elbow on the table and turned towards her, carefully watched her expression, still worried, "Are you catching a cold?"

Sensing Ling Nan's approach, she had no choice but to turn her head to look at him, with a smile on her lips, "I really didn't..."

A familiar aroma of cold wood suddenly came from behind, and the cold and clear voice came from far to near.

She subconsciously turned her head to look to the rear right, but just as she turned her head, she felt a warm touch on her forehead. She was stunned, a little unresponsive, and stared blankly at Ling Nan's movement of touching her forehead.

But all the energy was put on the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, the aroma of cold wood became more intense, a man's voice fell from the top of his head, and a deep gaze stared at her for half a second before moving away as if nothing had happened.Her five senses were all tightly attached to the man passing behind her, and she didn't even realize that Ling Nan's hand hadn't dropped yet.

He passed behind her.

When the footsteps faded away, she seemed to wake up from a dream, turned around to the opposite side, and the figure of the man was still tall and straight even if surrounded by the crowd.

Ling Nan patted her on the shoulder from behind, "What's wrong? It's like losing your soul, and you don't have a fever."

The man had been respectfully invited by the staff to sit at the main seat, and she could no longer see him through the gap from her perspective, so she looked away in a bit of embarrassment.

The feeling of being a stranger is really astringent and bitter.

"It's all right. I thought I saw someone I knew, but later I realized I was wrong."

Ling Nan believed this reason, and Wen Run said, "Well, the way you were out of your mind just now was really scary."

She smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, the man in the center of the crowd was sitting at the main table, his cold white fingers casually tapping on the table, the ruby ​​on the snake head and tail ring was ghostly like blood.

Just like the man's face at the moment, there is a sharpness in the indifference, and the smile on the corner of the mouth reveals a hint of hostility.

There was a business trip, but after returning, the two made rapid progress.

The little girl became more courageous, and looked at him as if she was looking at a stranger.

He sneered abruptly, and the people in charge around him trembled, fearing that something would dissatisfy him.

Only Lin Tang beside Qin Mo knew.

The third master of his family deliberately passed by Miss Jiang's side to show his presence. As a result, he interacted intimately with another man without looking at him at all, and now he is losing his temper.

There are a few large characters written on the back of the head: I am upset!

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At seven o'clock, the party officially began, the host came on stage, and after the opening speech, the programs came on stage one after another.

The atmosphere in the audience was enthusiastic, the balloons, light sticks and mobile phone barrages in their hands shook, and Du Jiang lamented the table. Everyone seemed not to be thinking about the party.

Jiang Wansheng spent most of his time staring at the man sitting in the middle of several tables. He was slouching with his legs crossed.

Suddenly, Cui Ziwan who was beside her poked her arm, and leaned into her ear: "Walking voice, I feel a little sick to my stomach, can you go to the bathroom with me?"

Jiang Wansheng nodded, "Okay."

The two stood up, and she asked, "Do you need some hot water?"

Cui Ziwan bent over to cover her stomach, freed up a hand and shook it, "No need, just go to the bathroom."

Jiang Wansheng didn't doubt that he was there, and walked towards the nearest building while stroking her hand, completely missing Cui Ziwan's hand behind her back, making an "ok" gesture.

What's more, after she left, the people at their table left one after another as planned, avoiding her and running towards another place.

……

Jiang Wansheng waited outside the bathroom, swiping his phone boredly.

Most of the group are posting photos of Qin Mo taken from various angles. Whether it’s not the back view, or the side view, whether it’s high-definition or blurred, the eyebrows and eyes are handsome and cool, and the cold white skin in the hazy night looks like a Natural Hong Kong-style retro style filter.

Refined and seductive.

After looking at a few photos, he checked the time again. Cui Ziwan had been in for more than ten minutes and hadn't come out yet.She had no choice but to go in and ask through the door: "Sister, are you okay?"

Cui Ziwan's voice came from inside the door, "Hurry up, almost 5 minutes."

"It's okay, don't worry, just call me if you need anything."

"well."

How did she know that Cui Ziwan is now standing in the cubicle, sending messages frantically in the group:

Cui Ziwan: 【Have you arranged it well? 】

Cui Ziwan: [I have been hiding in the toilet for almost 10 minutes, and I should be suspicious if I don’t go out to mourn. 】

Shi Chengwen: [Hurry up, hurry up, if you delay for a while, you will be constipated at worst! 】

Cui Ziwan: [Please eat shit.jpg]

After another 10 minutes, Cui Ziwan came out of the toilet.

Seeing her going up to meet her, Jiang Wansheng was a little worried, "Is senior sister alright?"

After all, I stayed in it for more than 20 minutes.

Cui Ziwan laughed a few times, "Constipation, constipation."

Jiang Wansheng rolled his eyes and smiled, "Then let's go back."

"Wait!" Cui Ziwan called to stop her footsteps.

She looked back puzzled.

Cui Ziwan looked annoyed, "I just remembered that I left my lipstick there when I went to play today. It is my favorite color number, so I can't lose it."

She looked at Jiang Wansheng and clasped her hands together, "Can you accompany me to look for it?"

Jiang Wansheng was also reluctant to go back to watch the party, so he nodded, "Yes."

……

Cui Ziwan pulled her directly into a multifunctional hall and opened the double doors. Even though the lights were dark, she could still feel the spaciousness of the place.

She was about to turn on the light, but Cui Ziwan quickly stopped her: "Don't turn on the light."

She rolled her eyeballs vigorously, and explained: "My lipstick case is that kind of shiny design, it's easier to find it without turning on the light."

After speaking, she smirked a few times.

Jiang Wansheng felt that it was getting weirder from tonight to now, she turned to look at Cui Ziwan, "Senior sister, I think you are a little weird."

Cui Ziwan's voice drifted over, as if she was already a little distance away, "Is there any? The main reason is that the lipstick is very expensive. Let's look inside, junior girl. I'll take a look here."

Jiang Wansheng felt weird but couldn't think of the reason, at the moment he could only listen to her words and walk inside, the moonlight outside the window could barely see.

She bent down and searched for a while, "Sister, what does it look like?"

No one responded.

"Senior sister?" She straightened up, surrounded by darkness, she was a little scared, "Senior sister?"

Relying on her memory, she wanted to walk quickly to turn on the light.

However, at this moment of stepping——

"Click-"

All the wall lamps were turned on, and the dim light illuminated the whole place.

She subconsciously squinted her eyes, and when she opened them again, the hall in front of her was already dotted with flower balloons. In front of where she was standing was a love heart made up of large clusters of roses, and the petals were sprinkled all over the ground.

She froze in place, this ambiguous and dreamy atmosphere caught her off guard.

In the next second, her sketches suddenly started scrolling on the blank projector.

It can be seen that the painters are very attentive, and the brush strokes are soft and delicate.

She studied in the classroom by herself,

She baked cookies in the bakery,

Frowning and thinking in the book bar,

Waving goodbye at the gate of the community,

……

One by one, beautiful and delicate girls are outlined by black and white charcoal pencils, freezing ordinary moments.

The sketch left the scene, and a line of thin and neat handwriting appeared:

[Jiang Wansheng, I like you, can I chase you? 】

Signed: [Lingnan]

The spotlights turned on, encircling the gentle and jade-like boys beside the curtain.

Jiang Wansheng was shocked and speechless, her pink lips opened and closed several times, but nothing came out.

"Wail, please forgive me for this self-assessed confession ceremony. I don't want to force you to make a choice, but I just hope you can listen to my next words."

"Today is the third anniversary of my meeting you. In the summer vacation of my sophomore year, I happened to choose to stay in school and met you by chance during self-study in the classroom."

"You were sitting in front of me, with a high ponytail, focused and beautiful. At that moment, I felt as if my heart had been scratched by a feather, light and itchy."

He chuckled, as if mocking himself, "I didn't have the courage to ask for your contact information, and I regretted it for a long time."

"But God has treated me kindly. I met you again in the library after school started, but your complexion was not good at all. I observed you for a long time, and you seemed to have a cold. I subconsciously ran to the school hospital to buy it for you. Medicine, when you came back, you were already asleep."

"I put the medicine and water on your table, and that's when I saw your name and college, and found out that you are my classmate. I was ecstatic."

"But when you wake up, you should throw those things away out of caution. I'm a little lost."

He will talk about the intersection with her one by one, with a gentle tone.

Jiang Wansheng was completely silent. She never thought that in a certain corner, there was someone who took herself so seriously, who was cautious and worried about gains and losses.

"Wait, I like you very much, maybe even I can't tell how much I like you. I choose to say it, just to let you know that you are extremely important and precious to me."

"I don't ask you to agree to be with me now, I just hope that you can put me in your consideration and allow me..." His tone choked up, and he even trembled slightly, "Being your pursuit By."

He looked at her too seriously, full of hope.

There was silence all around, waiting for her reaction.

Her voice was dry and she struggled to organize her words, and she just uttered a syllable: "I..."

"Snapped--"

The entire venue was instantly dark, the wall lights were turned off, and the projection disappeared.

All the ambiguous atmosphere is completely covered by black.

She tried to walk towards the switch, and suddenly, there was an irresistible force on her wrist.

"boom--"

Her whole body was pressed against the door panel, and before she could make any sound, her lips were tightly blocked.

Her eyes widened, she stretched out her hands and struggled violently, but was pinched and pressed by the man on top of her, an arm stretched out from her waist tightly clasped her slender waist, and her whole body was forced to stick to the man's warmth. On the hot chest, it fits perfectly.

Leng Muxiang covered the sky, she was surrounded by people in an absolutely suppressed manner, and her breath and voice were all plundered.

The man's kiss was heavy and lustful, and the neck was forced to bend out of a fragile arc, which was almost unbearable.

His eyes were forced into rational tears, and his teeth were clenched tightly, not wanting to be captured by that long tongue.

The force on the wrist was suddenly released, and the man's jaw was firmly clamped. The man pressed against her lips, breathing hot, and a cold and hoarse voice rolled out of his throat, "Open your mouth."