Wha...what? Pursuing her? Did she hear it right? Ruotong's face was full of surprise, but there was an ecstasy in his heart.
"Miss Long and I are single and unmarried, and this is what our grandfather meant." Ao Rui's mouth curved into a graceful arc, but the strange smile in his eyes became deeper and stronger.
He wanted to see how she was unable to perform the roles of Monroe and Long Ruotong at the same time. One day, she would show her flaws...
Ruotong stared at him blankly, not understanding the deep smile on his lips.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Ao Rui asked him: "Is it true that Miss Long already has a wife?" When he thought of the man who danced with her and talked and laughed with her last night, he felt an inexplicable fire in his heart.
Turning away his anger, even his eyes instantly changed from a warm smile to a cold one.
Ruotong also noticed the change in his eyes. Is he angry? Why is he angry? Is it because she is famous? Is he jealous?
"No." She answered his question, and there was no trace of concealment or hesitation in her clear eyes. Although she devoted herself to him and climbed into his bed shamelessly, he was the only man for her from beginning to end.
ah?
After receiving a positive answer, Ao Rui's stiff and handsome face finally relaxed. "If not, then let me pursue you!"
Ruotong pretended to be serious, innocent and innocent and asked him: "Can I ask why Mr. Ao is pursuing me?" How could she let him get her so quickly? She had to take her time.
Winning his appetite is the first step in the honey trap.
This woman has an expression like an angel, but her eyes are cunning and weird like a witch. The Thousand-Faced Girl is indeed not simple! Ao Rui chuckled in her heart, and then asked her slowly: "What do you think is the most suitable reason for a man to pursue a woman?
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What? What is the most appropriate reason for a man to pursue a woman? Does he mean that he likes her? However, his expression looked playful and disrespectful. Could it be that he was full of energy and wanted to play a game before pursuing her?
of?
"Excuse my stupidity," Ruotong asked him innocently, "I don't quite understand what Mr. Ao means. Please give me a suitable reason."
When did Monroe, who had always been smart, become so ignorant and conservative? To be honest, Ao Rui admired this woman's acting skills. She could play two completely different people in one body. Then,
He showed his white teeth. "Because, there are many things about Miss Long that attract me."
Regardless of whether these words were true or not, Ruotong's heart was beating uncontrollably.
"Miss Long, are you still rejecting me now?" Ao Rui asked with a smile.
"No matter what, this is too fast..." Ruotong was shy, but actually she was very excited.
Ao Rui's dark eyes stared at her. To be honest, he was increasingly unable to distinguish between Monroe and Long Ruotong, who was the real her. At this time, her shy and timid appearance did not seem to be fake. After all,
, Monroe’s various charms only stop at her appearance.
If she didn't want to accept his pursuit, why did she pretend to be Monroe to approach him? This is incredible.
However, he was determined to play this game. Even if she really didn't want to accept his pursuit, he would still pursue her. Wouldn't she also use her slippery mouth to charm him?
Is it possible to deceive people all over the place?
"Or, we can be friends first and develop feelings slowly." Ao Rui lowered his posture to seduce her.
Ruotong lowered his head, hiding the joy and cunning in his eyes.
"Miss Long, I want to treat you to dinner the day after tomorrow. I wonder if you are willing to give me this opportunity." Ao Rui asked.
Wha...what? She is so excited! Be more reserved! Be more reserved! Ruotong tried hard to control her emotions and smiled at him without saying a word. All smart men know that she has actually acquiesced, but she can't
Acting too enthusiastically.
"Then, Miss Long, I'll take it as your promise." Ao Rui smiled. Women usually threw themselves into his arms. He never thought that one day he would pursue women.
Ruotong blushed and lowered her head shyly, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
At this time, the waiter pushed in the door and served the dishes in an orderly manner. Even though there were several waiters present, Ao Rui's burning eyes were still staring at Ruotong without hesitation.
Although I know that everything that comes out of this woman's mouth is a lie, and I also know that the demeanor she displays is probably a deliberate disguise, but the strange thing is that she always has a way to easily attract people.
His sight and eyeballs.
Although Ruotong lowered her head slightly, and there were several waiters bringing dishes to the table, she could still feel Ao Rui's eyes everywhere, and her cheeks were flushed, making her look more attractive.
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After the waiter left, Ao Rui finally looked away from Ruotong, calmly picked up the glass filled with red wine, and toasted to Ruotong with an elegant smile. "Ms. Long, have a glass of wine first. Cheers."
It was hard to refuse such hospitality, Ruotong picked up the cup placed in front of him, smiled gently at him and said, "Cheers."
Ao Rui smiled, then poured the wine glass into his mouth.
Ruotong also took a sip gently. Although the taste of this wine was not as good as the whiskey she had drunk under his temptation, the spicy taste was still difficult for her to adapt to as she did not know how to drink.
"This is xo, what do you think of Miss Long?" he asked knowingly. He knew that she didn't know how to drink.
If she was drunk, Monroe would not be able to portray her identity. He wanted to see what reason Monroe would give him for staying out all night when she returned to the villa tomorrow.
"Very good." Ruotong replied with a forced smile.
"Miss Long, let's have dinner," Ao Rui said to her.
"Okay." Ruotong responded to him softly, and then started eating.
During the meal, Ao Rui toasted to her several times. After finishing a glass of wine, the waiter came up and filled her glass with wine. Before the meal was finished, she had already drank two glasses under Ao Rui's temptation.
Although the volume of wine was not large, it made her obviously drunk as she had a very poor drinking capacity.
Her cheeks were flushed, her head felt dizzy, and Ao Rui's face gradually became blurry in front of her.
"Are you drunk?" Ao Rui walked up to her and greeted her softly with her eyes half-opened and half-closed. There was a happy and satisfied smile on her face, but Ruotong seemed like prey in his hands.
"Yeah." She vaguely heard his voice, but her consciousness did not wake up because of his words.
"I'll take you home." He requested.
The familiar smell of cologne stimulated Ruotong's sense of smell. She couldn't think of anything. She felt Ao Rui helping her out of the box. In the elevator, her dizziness became even worse.
And Ao Rui stared at her cute little face, and his desire was touched again. He originally wanted to redeem the disadvantage and tease this little woman, but after seeing her shy and innocent look, his sense of revenge suddenly faded.
He still remembered how she looked when she was drunk for the first time. She lay on the bed and murmured to herself: "Mom, don't leave me alone... I'm not a mistress, I just have other agendas..."
She frowned and looked sad, just like now, which was particularly pitiful. This was completely different from the heartless she usually was in front of him. Because of this, he restrained his desires that night.
He didn't want her, he just held her in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.
She confessed the truth after drinking. It was at that time that he became more suspicious of her. In fact, on the night of their first love, he already knew the fact that she was a virgin. He just wanted to see if she would direct and act on her own.
To what extent.
Ao Rui drove over in person, and when they arrived at the parking lot, he carried her into the car.
Ruotong was actually a little awake. When he was about to fasten her seat belt, she suddenly put her hands on his neck and called him softly with hazy and beautiful eyes: "Mr. Ao..."
Even though she was drunk, her voice was still so soft that it made his bones weak. Her body was close to his chest, and her soft breasts rubbed against him, teasing his desire. At this moment, what came to his mind was night.
On the bed, she had such a beautiful and attractive body.
"If you really want to pursue me, then pursue me..." Ruotong leaned close to his ear, blew a gentle and sultry breath, and shamelessly said words that were inconsistent with the status of a lady.
This action made him feel unbearable. He was afraid that if he couldn't control it, he would kill her in the car.
Ruotong took advantage of her drunkenness and boldly touched his hard facial lines, smiled lazily, and asked him softly: "Mr. Ao, do you like me?"
Damn it, why is this ice sculpture man still unmoved? Her seduction has gone so far, does it really mean that she has to take off her clothes in front of him to make his blood boil?
Usually she doesn't need to seduce him at all, he will take the initiative to want her. He is a man with so much energy that even if he wants her in bed, he can't be satisfied again and again.
She now finally understands why many people have sex after drinking.
It’s all the effect of alcohol…
She could legitimately seduce him.
The lines on Ao Rui's face could no longer twitch uncontrollably, and the desires in his body were flourishing like weeds. "I like it," he replied softly.
He gritted his teeth and struggled to restrain his urge to want her. After all, she was not Monroe now, and she was not a woman he could do whatever he wanted to her when his desire came.
He struggled between reason and desire, with a painful expression on his face.
Ruotong smiled softly and affectionately, and continued to caress his handsome face with her small hands like the night breeze. "I like you too." She whispered. Only when she was drunk could she dare to do such a bold thing.
Things, say such straightforward words.
And when he lowered his head, he could see the plumpness wrapped under the lace bra, looming, full and ready to come out. And the white skirt she was wearing, which was above her knees, had been rolled up to her thighs at some point.