Wen Jiedi chose to sit opposite her, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, if it hadn't been for me just now, wouldn't you have kissed others so directly?"
Xing Yuanmi rolled her cunning eyes and nodded, "Maybe, but I should do this."
"You...you dare." He came closer, "If you dare to kiss another man, just see how I deal with you."
Xing Yuanmi raised her eyebrows. Although she couldn't see his face, her sexy lips were stained with red wine and looked very moist.
"If yes, don't say it too early. If I really do this, you will just cry when I see you. You must know that Ning Ning and..."
The rest of the words were hesitant to say, after all, they just wanted to treat such a thing as a dream.
Therefore, she tried not to talk about such things.
"By the way, I just saw Ning Ning being taken away by a man? Why not Junyun? Besides, I remember that you have a card to send Junyun to the banquet, right?"
Wen Jiedi nodded, "Yes. I also know that Junyun is here tonight. However, banquets also require communication and excitement. Only by being apart occasionally will it appear that I miss you."
"What about us?" Xing Yuanmi glanced at him and asked.
Wen Jiedi glanced at the colorful lights and the men and women on the stage, smiled, and said mysteriously with an unserious look on his face: "Don't forget, I am hosting everything today."
"And, the most important thing is that I can't bear to be separated from you."
"That's really nice to say. What about Ning Ning and Jun Yun? Why should they be separated?" Xing Yuanmi looked at Wen Jiedi, her eyes falling on the side of his face. The black mask covered that face.
He looks more handsome.
Wen Jiedi was turning his eyes when the two people caught their gaze. He blinked and said: "I can only take care of the two of us. As for the rest, I can only turn a blind eye and let nature take its course."
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"Are you too selfish?" Xing Yuanmi exclaimed.
"Selfish? If you weren't selfish, then this dinner wouldn't be fun."
Following those words, Xing Yuanmi's eyes fell on the stage, and the surrounding area was full of laughter.
Sometimes no one knows who is in the world, and there is too little hypocrisy and pretense. The whole atmosphere is only mysterious and exciting, which will only make young people like it even more.
Just now, after Man Ningning was pulled onto the stage by a strange man, she was held tightly by him. His breath was so hot that it often spread on her neck.
"What? Is this your first time attending a banquet? You seem to be very nervous?" The man wearing a wolf mask was the one who spoke. Ever since he brought Manningning here, he had been holding a big hand around her waist.
, tight.
Man Ningning lowered her head slightly and raised a smile, "How could it be? It's just a banquet for young people, why would I feel nervous?"
"Your footsteps don't seem to be very harmonious?" The man's voice sounded again, mixed with a hint of playfulness.
Man Ningning glanced at her. From a close distance, she could see a pair of beautiful blue eyes under the mask, which happened to be looking at her as well.
"If you don't know how, I can teach you." The man said with a smile, a hand wandering restlessly on her buttocks, and suddenly pinched her.
Man Ningning subconsciously exclaimed, the face under the mask frowned slightly, and the music here was louder. And mixed with different laughter and voices, it had already covered up the exclamation of Manning Ning just now.
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"How did you..." Man Ningning glared at him.
"I'm so sorry, I accidentally lost my hand just now." The man said apologetically, but his voice was not sincere at all.
How could Man Ningning not hear it?
However, tonight's banquet is specially arranged by Yipin Magazine. Moreover, the men here are basically young men or male celebrities.
Man Ningning didn't know whether the man in front of her was the eldest son of that family or a celebrity?
No matter who it is, she just hopes that it is Junyun who can dance by herself..
But how can we find him in such a big place?
Even though I had the impression that he would wear a white shirt, there seemed to be a lot of men wearing white shirts tonight. It was impossible to find out who was Junyun.
What's hateful is that Wen Jiedi didn't even inform them that they needed to wear masks at the banquet in the evening.
Otherwise, you can also change your number with someone else.
I don't know if it's because there's a hint of sultry heat in the air, or if it's the hot temperature of the man spraying on my lips? I always feel that the breath is a bit suppressed.
"I'm a little tired and want to take a rest." Man Ningning opened her mouth. She originally thought that the man in front of her would want her to dance a little longer, but she didn't expect that she soon let go.
Turn around and walk to your seat.
When we sat down, a girl wearing a red cheongsam came over and asked with a smile, "Hello, lady, do you want a drink or red wine?"
"Let's have a drink." Man Ningning had just finished speaking, only to hear the male voice from before rang again, "Bring me a glass of red wine."
"OK."
The cheongsam girl took a drink from the tray and placed it in front of Man Ningning, and placed another glass of red wine in front of the man wearing a wolf mask.
"Thank you." Man Ningning said politely.
"You're welcome." The cheongsam girl smiled and continued walking into the crowd.
Man Ningning looked at the stage. The lights were shining everywhere, but it was not as passionate as a nightclub, nor was it as emotional as a coffee shop. The atmosphere at the moment was just like being in a nightclub with coffee.
Not light or strong, but very suitable for young people.
After all, everything about the laughter here is real.
"Why don't you drink red wine? Isn't it too childish to drink a drink?" Suddenly, a voice rang in her ears. Man Ningning looked subconsciously, and it was the man wearing the wolf mask who spoke.
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?" Man Ningning raised her eyebrows.
I really don’t understand what this man is thinking? What other people drink seems to have nothing to do with him, does it?’ “Indeed, it doesn’t matter much.” The voice was low, and a pair of slightly exposed blue eyes were illuminated by the light, exuding
beauty.
He is --- Mr. Yang.
I saw him slightly sizing up Man Ningning's butterfly mask, which revealed a voluptuous red lip, much like a person.
Very much like the wild woman in the nightclub---Ru Panpan.
However, Mr. Yang knew that she would not appear here. In their eyes, the women in the nightclub were just the lowest people in this society.
Everyone has different views on people.
His life experience is one of envy for others, a kind of naked envy. He wants money, power, and no matter what he does, he always attracts attention.
How can a man who lives in such a privileged life know the pain of others, or more precisely the pain of not having money?
"I really want to know why you chose the butterfly mask?" Yang Shao condensed the woman in front of him, and wondered why there were always so many similarities.
Just like Panpan, every time we look at each other, I always think of another woman inexplicably.
However, the woman in front of me wearing a butterfly mask really wanted to be like Ru Panpan.
Maybe he felt like it because he met Rupanpan first. If he had met the woman in front of him from the beginning, maybe he wouldn't think so.
Man Ningning raised her eyebrows, "Don't everyone who comes in have to choose a mask? I just chose the butterfly mask casually when I saw it."
When she spoke, her red lips opened and closed, looking sultry.
"That's it." Young Master Yang's lips raised a faint butterfly, and his eyes scanned the stage, as if he was looking for someone.
He stretched out his hand to elegantly pick up the red wine and took a sip. He placed his hand on Man Ningning, who was wearing a red dress, and said lightly, "This dress suits you very well and is very beautiful."
"What?" Man Ningning was slightly stunned.
Did she hear it right? This man actually called her beautiful?
You know that all the women here are outstanding and beautiful, why should he talk about her like this?
"Do you like to hear nice words twice?" The voice was suddenly tinged with a hint of sarcasm, and he glanced coldly, "But no matter how beautiful you are, you are not as beautiful as she is."
In my mind, I remembered the scene where Man Ningning shot the cover. She was still wearing a purple dress, but she looked like a doll. It seemed that she was not a doll, but an angel.
Anyway, to Mr. Yang, it is really beautiful, very beautiful.
That kind of beauty, he couldn't describe or compare it in words at the moment.
"Who did you just say is beautiful?" Man Ningning couldn't help but ask, not because she wanted to compare their beauty, but because of a woman's curiosity.
"This is none of your business. Anyway, that woman is also purple and several times more beautiful than you." Young Master Yang gave her a faint side glance.
Man Ningning nodded, "That's it."
She would never suggest that others say that about herself. After all, tonight is Christmas night, and she is just here to have a Christmas dinner.
Moreover, everyone is wearing a mask, so who knows who when the time comes.
Therefore, Man Ningning lets others say whatever they want.
Yang Shao glanced at her reaction, and there was ridicule in his eyes. If the words just said were applied to other women, the general reaction would be huge.
However, this woman was very calm.
Involuntarily, the playfulness on his lips expanded even more. Yang Shaoning glanced at me and said, "Why don't you accompany me tonight."
"What?" It was a sudden and inexplicable sentence.
Man Ningning glanced at him with doubts in her eyes.
"What? Don't you understand? Or are you pretending not to understand?" Yang Shao's tone was contemptuous. What he disliked most was women pretending to be noble.
In the end, it's still not the same. Can you get into his bed and please him eagerly?
Man Ningning took a sip of the drink in her hand and said nothing. She seemed a little too lazy to respond. She cast a faint sideways glance, stood up, walked through the crowd, and walked outside.
There are two rows of long tables on the lawn outside, filled with delicious food. There are many men and women of the same rank sitting here enjoying the food.
Man Ningning picked up the plate, put some food she liked, walked to the seat by the glass, sat down, and started eating slowly.
Christmas songs could be heard faintly in my ears, and the air was filled with joy.
However, there is a slight contrast between this sound and the music inside. Because there is a little more passion inside, but there is a peaceful happiness outside.
Man Ningning ate the cake and looked at it casually with faint eyes.
Suddenly, when his eyes fell outside, he stopped for an instant. The figure looked very much like Jun Yun.