"Don't be nervous... dance with me first." He blew into her ear, successfully making her tremble.
The music started, and Xi Haitang was forcibly brought to the dance floor. Her stiff body and expression made her feel like a puppet, letting the man play with it at will.
"Relax, don't be so tight... I remember your body is very soft..." The man whispered evil words in her ear. Under the black suit, wrapped in a devil-like soul.
She trembled heavily, and her eyes that had been avoiding his eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at him. For a moment, it seemed like there was only each other in the world, blocking out the luxurious noise, and the air around her was full of hate.
"You hate me?!" The man's cold murmur penetrated her eardrums and reached towards her heart. His slender fingers rubbed her smooth snow back, creating a terrifying rhythm.
Xi Haitang pursed her lips and remained silent, her eyes full of hatred lingering for a long time. Shouldn't she hate him?! It was obvious that they were strangers, and they had been entangled for just one night. She was just an ordinary woman, and he was aloof.
The president of the group, he was deliberately teasing her like this, how could she resist?! Did he really want to force her to death?!
Gu Xijue suddenly smiled, an evil smile, a cold smile. If she knew what he had done to her, she would definitely hate him even more!
The arms around her waist were clasped tighter, and he led her to spin and dance, with gorgeous dance steps that were tense, hot, almost erotic, and shocking every step.
Xi Haitang felt that her eyes were confused, and the spotlights were shining continuously. Although the man's face was close at hand, she could not see his expression clearly. In the flickering light network, she could only feel that his Dior Homme was stained.
The colors are even more eerie, and the dark tones reveal a devastating coldness.
Everything is like an illusion.
Yes, it's an illusion.
Without illusion, how can there be disillusionment?!
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In the bathroom, Xi Haitang slapped his cheeks with cold water, cooling the heat on his skin, but it could not extinguish the fire in his chest.
Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in the mirror. Xu Manli was wearing a charming red dress that was flamboyant and enthusiastic. Her plump xiongru was ready to come out under the deep V neckline, but she was trembling up and down with a sense of unwillingness.
"Xi Haitang, you must be very proud, you have stolen the limelight that all women envy!"
"Team Leader Xu, I'm sorry, I don't feel very well, so I'll take my leave now." Xi Haitang, who was already exhausted both physically and mentally, turned to leave.
"Stop!" Xu Manli grabbed Xi Haitang's wrist and drew several bright red lines on her arm with her sharp nails.
Xi Haitang frowned as he felt a pain in his arm, but was unable to continue to struggle. He suddenly pulled his hand back and staggered out of the door.
Beside the sink, lying quietly was her forgotten mobile phone...