Maybe it was because Li Baoer rejected several men in a row that she suddenly aroused men's desire to conquer.
They want to conquer this woman, dance with her, and become the focus of the ball.
Soon, a long queue formed behind Li Baoer.
The team was full of men who wanted to dance with Li Baoer.
Li Baoer explained the same thing to everyone over and over again, and his mouth became dry when he said it.
She drank all the champagne in the glass in one gulp. She felt that it was fragrant and sweet, but it was very delicious.
Seeing the long queue still waiting behind her, she felt her head hurt especially.
She had rejected countless men and had already drank several glasses of champagne.
This won't work, you have to think of some other way.
Thinking this, her eyes moved nearby, as if she was looking for something.
Suddenly, a man wearing an exquisite silver mysterious mask sat next to her.
The man is tall and has a good figure. He is like a walking clothes hanger. He looks particularly attractive in a suit and leather shoes.
The mask only covered half of his face, but the outline of the other half of his face could still be seen.
There was a faint cold light in his deep eyes, as if he wanted to repel people thousands of miles away.
His thin lips pressed together lightly, and there seemed to be a little red wine remaining on them, adding a strange gloss to his thin lips.
Such a man can't help but make people look at him a few times.
At this time, the man picked up the glass of champagne in front of him and took a sip without even looking at Li Baoer.
At this moment, a cunning light flashed in Li Baoer's eyes.
She suddenly stretched out her hand, took the man's arm, and said to the long line of men behind her: "Okay, you don't have to wait any longer. In the first dance of today's ball, I will only dance with him."
The men who had been waiting in line behind them for a long time expressed their dissatisfaction when they learned of the result.
"Why? We've been waiting in line for so long, why did this guy steal our chance?"
"That is to say, who is he?"
Li Baoer stood upright, glanced at the indifferent man in front of him, and said seriously: "He is my sweetheart."
As soon as she said this, the long queue behind her had no choice but to disperse in boredom.
Seeing that the team had dispersed, Li Baoer was truly relieved. She patted the man on the shoulder and smiled heartily.
"Thank you, brother, you have solved my urgent need."
She was just about to turn around and leave when suddenly, the man behind her stretched out his big hand and grabbed Bao'er's wrist.
Turning around, he pulled Bao'er in front of him and pressed him on the table.
Bao'er leaned his back on the table, his whole body a little unsteady.
A strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist and hugged her. The distance between the two suddenly became much closer, making them appear very intimate.
Li Baoer's face turned red quickly. The man in front of her had a strong aura of male hormones, which made her dare not look at him.
Especially those deep eyes, as if they have the power of a whirlpool, able to completely suck people in.
"You, you, you, what are you doing? Let me go quickly."
The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his deep magnetic voice lingered in her ears.
"Didn't you say that the first dance was with your sweetheart? Just in time, I'm free."
She paused and immediately waved her hand: "No, no, no, I was joking, don't take it seriously."
"You can't just joke about this."
After saying that, the man suddenly stood up and pulled Bao'er, who was lying on the table, into his arms.
He led her step by step to the center of the dance floor. In an instant, all the spotlights were directed at the man and Li Baoer.
Under countless lights, the man gently held Bao'er's small hand, "Don't be nervous."
Li Baoer looked around guiltily: "Actually, actually, I can't dance..."
Although she is the daughter of the Li family, she did not grow up in a wealthy family. She does not know these things and has no time to learn them.
"It's okay, just follow me and I'll slow down."
The man's voice sounded very cold, but he was very patient, vaguely giving her a sense of security.
Li Bao'er didn't know why, but she believed in the man in front of her so much, and would even obey what he said, as if she didn't feel strange at all about this man.
The man danced very slowly and gracefully. Every time he made a move, he would pause for three seconds, waiting for Bao'er to follow the dance steps.
Li Baoer made a wrong step and stepped on the man's leather shoe.
She was so frightened that she took a step back, her face full of guilt: "Sorry, I..."
"It's okay." The man didn't seem to care. He noticed the woman's retreat and suddenly retracted his hand around her waist, pulling her in front of him again.
As the music progressed, Li Baoer seemed to gradually find the feeling and kept up with the dance steps.
Gu Zichen watched from the side, his brows furrowed, and his eyes filled with anger that he couldn't hide.
He clenched his fists and stepped forward step by step: "That man dared to hug Bao'er's waist!"
Leng Anan quickly stopped him: "Zichen, calm down. This is just dancing, it's normal."
Finally, the man held Bao'er's hand and raised it above his head. Bao'er, wearing an evening dress that looked like a starry sky, spun around three times, as if all the stars in the skirt were scattered.
Extremely beautiful.
The dance ends with a final circle.
Everyone watching on the side couldn't help but raise their hands and gave the most sincere applause.
There are jealous eyes from women and envious eyes from men.
There are more voices of jealousy and discussion among women.
"That man seems to be the boss of the Milan Design Competition this time!"
"Isn't that right? Su Ke is a role model guide in the design world. As long as you get his approval, you will be directly promoted to a first-line designer. All design companies are eager to get you!"
"However, I heard that Su Ke is the most stringent international judge. Since his review, he has given only neutral reviews and has never given positive reviews to any designer."
"I heard that Su Ye is one of the judges for this Milan competition!"
"That woman is so brave, she hooked up with Su right away!"
…
Li Baoer immediately let go of the man's hand, silently stepped back a few steps, and kept a safe distance from the man.
"Well, thank you, my name is Li Bao'er, what's your name?"
she asked politely.
The man lowered his head slightly and remembered the woman's appearance in his heart.
"Trace."
She paused, "Su? Is this your name?"
"Well, people outside call me that." He responded.
Just when Bao'er was still about to say something, suddenly, all the lights at the dance party went out with a bang.