Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Most of the people coming in and out here tonight are Miss Sun's guests. The notices and invitations were sent out internally many days ago.

But people have to learn to adapt. Some nobles also want to see Miss Sun's face, so there is another way - use money to buy an invisible invitation ticket.

If someone wants to go in, it depends on whether they can afford it.

The guards looked at Si Mo carefully and soon realized that he seemed to be a wealthy man.

Tonight, Si Mo was wearing a jet-black Mao suit. The smooth, fine material set off the boy's perfectly fair skin under the bright light that was as bright as day. Several golden buttons were lined up in a row on his chest, emitting a faint luster.

The design of the stand-up collar that extends upwards to the collarbone further highlights the sharp lines of Si Mo's facial features. Even a model with a perfect figure in a tailor shop would look old-fashioned if such clothes were not handled properly. However, the young man in front of him managed to wear them in a different style.

In addition, ink-and-wash bamboo patterns are embroidered on the cuffs and the right hem of the clothes with gold-plated needle and thread, which makes the boy look more dignified and noble, like a graceful young man standing under a pear tree in ancient times.

The guards' eyes lit up. The money they could get from such a person might be enough for the two of them to guard the door for half a month.

How they wished that this person was also not invited, and then they could give money to the two to make concessions, as there would be huge profits to be made.

"Naturally there is."

"Wait a minute, I'll look for you."

However, Si Mo started rummaging in front of them. Seeing that the "invitation" in his pocket was about to be taken out, they both looked disappointed.

Benben looked at it eagerly, his heart full of doubts: [Boss, where did you get the invitation? ? ? ]

The young man lowered his eyes and curled his lips secretly. After the two of them looked away casually, Si Mo suddenly raised his head and took his hand out of his empty pocket. His fingertips passed through a faint azure divine power.

The eyes of the two gatekeepers froze instantly, as if they were fixed there.

The two idlers who were squatting on the street watching the show could not see clearly from afar, and because of Si Mo's back blocking their view, they squinted their eyes curiously, and saw the gatekeeper's lips open and close twice, then he slowly and respectfully bent down to make way for Si Mo.

They were like two lifeless robots, being given some kind of obedient orders by their master.

What's happening here? ?

They wanted to see more clearly, but after Si Mo swaggered into the Paramount, the two people at the door regained consciousness in an instant, as if waking up from a dream. They had no recollection of what had happened before and looked left and right, scratching the back of their heads in confusion.

……

"Where did I get the invitation?" Si Mo, who had just teased the two idiots, sneered, "Besides, I came in on my own ability, is there a problem?"

Benben chuckled twice and said, "No, no problem..."

His boss doesn't follow the beaten path, but he always does the right thing!

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"But I'm curious, how did Mo Xunyu get in by himself in a place like this?"

From the moment Si Mo came in, a doorman specially assigned to lead the way walked in front of him the whole time.

As he followed the person in front of him, he looked up and observed the surrounding environment. The Paramount was essentially a luxurious dance hall. Surrounding the round stage in the middle, each compartment in the lobby had the same accessories, red and blue velvet curtains hanging to the ground, and the lights were bright.

The fuzzy and hoarse sound of the old record player cast a special mist over the entire venue. There was an escalator on one side of the Paramount, and the second floor was a rest room specially prepared for drunk guests, but the price per night was expensive, and usually few people bought it.

The minute hand of the antique bronze clock hanging on the wall completed a circle, showing that the time was exactly ten minutes past seven.

Squeak——

At the same time, an officer's car stopped outside the door. Before seeing the person, the first thing that caught my eye was a pair of long legs wrapped in black leather boots. The man was in casual clothes, and the well-ironed shirt and military trousers made his figure look slender and straight.

Chu Qingchen has good skin, and this olive green outfit makes him look even more handsome. His previously dark and cold eyebrows have been softened a lot.

But even so, the invisible sense of oppression on him still exists.

Wherever he went, he attracted attention. The two gatekeepers at the door just glanced at him quickly and then lowered their heads immediately. They didn't even dare to take advantage of someone like Chu Qingchen who looked very powerful.

Everyone had agreed to let the two people in, but at this time another person came out from the other side of the car door. Cen Xiang trotted to catch up with Chu Qingchen, and when he got to the door, he skillfully took out money and stuffed it into the hands of the two people without saying anything else. He paid the money for the two people without saying a word.

"Young Marshal, I'll take a walk around here. Call me when you finish talking to Miss Xia." Prime Minister Cen smiled and waved at Chu Qingchen, with a hint of an unmistakable smirk.

If their young commander succeeds in his blind date tonight, he and his brothers in the barracks will have sisters-in-law!

Although Adjutant Cen was forced to compromise, he always felt that Chu Qingchen was already 25 years old, and it was not a good idea for him to remain single.

As for other superiors, take Tang Min as an example, he got married and had children long before he was promoted to colonel. Now he is less than 24 years old, but his eldest daughter is already five years old.

On the other hand, our young marshal has been celibate for many years. Not only does he not have any women around him, but he also spends all his time in the study and the military camp. Even the parrots he keeps at home are all male.

No matter what, the success or failure of tonight depends on the legendary Miss Xia!

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Chu Qingchen was taken to a private room. He had a serious expression on his face from beginning to end, and even the doorman who showed the way didn't dare to chat with him.

"Why do you have to choose the Paramount? I'm very busy, and going there would only waste Miss Xia's time."

"Of course it's because the atmosphere is just right!! I'm telling you, you have to smile more this time and stop acting like someone owes you money. This blind date with Yurong must succeed and not fail!"

"I do not……"

“Wuwuwu, Chu Qingchen! You are so unfilial! I raised you with so much hardship and brought you up to be so outstanding. No matter how much credit you have, you have worked hard. Now I just want a daughter-in-law and you won’t even let me see her. What’s the point of me raising you, wuwuwuwu…”

"...Okay, stop pretending. Can I go? But I'm just going to meet her once, and there's no guarantee that she'll be attracted to me."

"Hehehe, wouldn't it be better if it was like this earlier? Don't worry, my son is so outstanding. Yurong will definitely be very satisfied as long as she sees you."

Various conversations emerged in Chu Qingchen's mind, and the woman's fake crying on the memory phone made him feel upset.

Chu Qingchen simply agreed on the surface and planned to explain it to the other party in the evening. He did not have any such thoughts at the moment.

He rubbed his brows, feeling stuffy in his heart from the strong incense around him.