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Chapter 13 I want him to lead the stage

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    Hua Jifang in front turned around, Jiang Fengmei straightened her lips, and cast her thin eyes on Shi Yimo's astonished face. Fu Wan was the proudest one. She walked in with her chin raised, and almost hit Shi Yimo with her elbow.  staggering.

    "I have something I want to talk to Mr. Tang. Could you please go in and let me know?"

    She still straightened her back and spoke without any shock. Hua Jifang was confused, but she didn't dare to delay and led the other sisters in.

    Jiang Fengmei patted Shi Yimo on the shoulder, struggling to move.

    The bodyguard had a sullen face, his sunglasses glowed under the lamp wall, and his thick body loomed in front of her eyes, feeling an invisible oppression.

    "Miss, please leave!"

    He made a direct gesture with a decisive look on his face. This is the standard of a professional bodyguard, not angry but self-confident.

    But Shi Yimo¡¯s eyes were full of determination, and she would not leave until she saw Tang Chao.

    Fortunately, she didn¡¯t drink much at Mr. Liu¡¯s place. She looked at the bodyguard¡¯s indifferent face, sighed in her heart, turned around and left.  Deep in the corridor of v4, Shi Yimo's shriveled figure was wrapped in dim lights. She walked straight to the corner and sat there. Her face with heavy makeup looked pink and tender, but her uneasy expression was slightly darker, and her dyed red lips  It's not necessarily that dazzling.

    As soon as Jiang Fengmei entered the door, she was embraced by Shangguan Ye. He breathed into her ear with a smile. Jiang Fengmei smiled and lay in his arms. Her breath was filled with the feminine fragrance emanating from Shangguan Ye. It seemed that he didn't know what had just happened.  From which woman.

    He took a sip of wine and attracted a woman beside Boye. He hugged her from left to right, and his breath was filled with the aroma of wine.

    The woman was taken advantage of, but she looked at Jiang Fengmei happily, rubbed her slender palms in circles on his chest, and said delicately, "Young Master Ye, you are so bad, Meimei is still in your arms."

    Shangguanye smiled evilly and pinched the woman's buttocks, "What? Are you jealous?"

    He let go of Jiang Fengmei and pounced directly on the woman. She laughed and yelled, and Shangguan Ye kissed her red lips domineeringly.

    Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Jiang Fengmei glanced at Tang Chao quietly. He was sitting far away from them, drinking alone with a goblet. In his sight, Fu Wan stroked her seaweed-like hair to the left side.  When he stared at Tang Chao, his mouth and eyes were filled with smiles, so charming.

    "It's rare to see Fu Wan take the initiative. She is a woman held in the palm of a man's hand. She only had to stand in the crowd of men and she was snatched away.  But it was different in the Tang Dynasty. His lonely eyes only focused on wine, and his delicate handsome face was hidden where the light could not shine, giving him an extra layer of magic.

    Fu Wan's slender legs were inviting her to step on them. The high heels slimmed down her alluring body, and her red lips smiled as deeply as her phoenix eyes.

    Boye was half sunk into the sofa, his big hand resting on the armrest holding a cigarette butt. He blew out a circle of cigarette smoke and raised it over his head. His deep eyes were filled with amusement. He was staring at Fu Wan's back as he leaned over.  A sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth, and his posture was like waiting for a good show.

    Jiang Fengmei tightened her throat because she found that Tang Chao's inscrutable black eyes were sinister, and the violence all over his body was like an arrow ready to go. Fu Wan's high profile naturally could not see these details. She thought she was the most beautiful now.  .

    The woman's gasp was in her ears. Shangguan Ye was so bold. He pulled off her clothes in front of her. Jiang Fengmei was naturally not surprised. She had never been tortured by Shangguan Ye before. Men always only care about their own feelings.

    Now that she has a scapegoat, her life will be easier. Hua Jifang sent them here and left, which means she has lost her support.

    Fu Wan has never been afraid of death. She bumped into Tang Chao. She took the cup from his hand and smiled charmingly, "Young Master Tang, how boring is it to drink alone? How about I accompany you?"

    She couldn¡¯t help but smile. She drank along the place where he had promised her with her red lips, and the goblet quickly imprinted her sexy lips.  Fu Wan swayed the rim of the cup, her eyes were sharp, and her high heels were spinning one after another, and they accidentally touched his legs.

    She was horrified to find that his dark eyes were smiling. Tang Chao lit up a cigarette, resting his back lazily, and spit out the cigarette in a straight line on Fu Wan's face.  Such an ambiguous interaction made her very happy, and she pretended to slap her face, "Young Master Tang, you are really bad. You know people are afraid of cigarettes."

    She was actually rude and leaned her head directly over. The man's smell was very light, with the scent of tobacco and body fragrance. She wished she could die drunk in his arms.

    Tang Chao's brows were elegant, and he did not reach out to Fu Wan. His eyes were lazy, smoke drifted wantonly, and his head came out from his thin lips. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and there was depth flowing down from them.

    That kind of look was hardened in Jiang Fengmei's eyes, and a cold feeling ran up her spine.

    With a smile on his face, Boye Jun put out the fireworks, took the wine from the woman next to him, and held it in front of Tang Chao's eyes. Their eyes met, and they each raised their eyebrows.Only they themselves understand the evil intentions.

    This was the first time that Fu Wan had been close to him, and she couldn't help but feel excited. Her restless little hand wandered over his body, staring at his half-open chest, and her hand was like a water snake trying to reach in.

    Tang Chao held her down, and Fu Wan was startled. Feng Yan handed her over, and she could only see the deep smile in his eyes.

    "No hurries?"

    "Fu Wan's pretty face turned red, "Tang, Mr. Tang, I"

    "Do you want me to take you to the stage?"

    "Really, really?!" Fu Wanbo's eyes widened.

    Tang Chao raised his left lip slightly, rubbed his big hands into her hair, and lifted it up. Fu Wan shuddered and her face suddenly changed.

    "Of course, there is a price to pay."

    He smiled and tightened her hair. Fu Wan's scalp was burning every inch. She held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes and continued to smile.

    "Master Tang, what do you want?"

    He took his eyes away from Fu Wan's face, but did not let go of his hand and threw the cigarette into the ashtray.

    "I've been obsessed with a movie recently."

    ¡°The bloody one?¡± Boye interjected, laughing calmly.

    "Damn it, you dare to lose your focus when I'm having fun with you." The woman was slapped by Shangguan Ye, and the private room became quiet for a moment. All the highlights seemed to be on the Tang Dynasty.

    He rubbed it with his fingertips a few times, Boye looked at him from the side, and the sensible woman in his arms filled Tang Chao's glass with wine.

    He smiled so coldly that he picked up the glass of wine. His sinister handsome face burned more and more intensely in Fu Wan's frightened eyes. The red wine passed over her head, flowing down the traces of her lips and flowing down from her hair.  Fu Wan was shaking all over after pouring it down.

    Jiang Fengmei was so frightened that she couldn't help but be frightened when Shangguan Ye took her into his arms.

    "Why are you always so timid?"

    He whispered teasingly into her ear and gradually kissed her earlobe, as if he wanted to shake off her fear.

    If it is just right, she can at least support it. Seeing the Tang Dynasty lightering the lighter, all women were screaming. Jiang Fengmei shook like a sieve in the arms of Shangguan, and her body was cold.

    "No, don't, Mr. Tang, please, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have offended you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

    Fu Wan's voice broke, and there was no elegance in her scream. She wanted to struggle, but her frightened eyes were full of fire, and her scalp was about to separate from her hair.

    It¡¯s so painful!

    "Don't you want me to take you on stage?"

    He is ridiculously evil.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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