195. Why Does It Look Like I’m Meeting My Parents?
Nan Haoxiang felt a sense of nothingness that could not grasp her, and he felt uncomfortable when he suddenly lowered his head and bit her collarbone.
"What are you doing?!" Xia Zuo pushed his shoulder hard, but he didn't move at all. She could only feel his hot lips sucking on her collarbone. The numb feeling rose from the soles of her feet, making her body
All softened halfway.
Bansheng raised his head and licked his lips, looking satisfied like a handsome vampire who had just sucked blood. He half hugged Xia Zuo, who had softened his body, and chuckled: "Little guy, so sensitive?"
Xia Zuo glared at him angrily and pushed him away, "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Put your makeup." He stared at her delicate collarbone, his eyes focused. He was not a clavicle control, but at this time her collarbone made him feel the urge to touch her.
The small strawberry mark was like a shackle, dragging this dust-free elf into the mortal world, stained with charm, and becoming the most charming little fairy in the dark night.
Her eyes were stained with water because of the emotions just now, and the little woman's charm was revealed as she turned. He really wanted to lock this little guy by his side, which made people unable to covet it.
But he wouldn't do that. His strong confidence made him ensure that he could keep this charming little guy firmly by his side so that others could see and eat it.
At 7:38 pm, when Nan Haoxiang and Xia Zuo appeared at the entrance of Bishui Hotel, the long-awaited photographers pressed the shutter crazily, and the white light connected into a circle as if it was daylight.
Mrs. Lena, the organizer of this charity auction house, is a beautiful lady of one-quarter British descent. She shines with her kindness in silver silk, and a long green dress that looks noble and elegant.
"Haoxiang, you haven't come to me for a long time. Do you dislike me for getting old?" She walked towards Nan Haoxiang with a hint of anger in her eyes.
"Where is your temperament, Madam, you have a better temperament in the past, and the precipitation of time is the best beauty for you."
Mrs. Lina smiled and said, "You kid, you are more and more able to speak." She turned her eyes to Xia Zuo beside Nan Haoxiang, "Is this Miss Zuoyan?"
Xia Zuo nodded politely and looked straight at her: "Yes, madam, I'm glad to see you."
The lady looked at both sides of her up and down carefully. Xia Zuo kept straightening his waist and looking straight at her. A smile appeared in his wife's eyes: "Yes, a very brave girl." She turned her eyes back to Nan Haoxiang
He asked, "When will you bring her to see me and your mother."
"Madam, I..." Xia Zuo spoke out to explain, but Nan Haoxiang held his hand.
"Madam, I will." His expression was meaningful, "I won't let you wait for a long time."
Hearing this, Mrs. smiled even happier, "Okay, okay, then I'll wait. I'll go to welcome other guests first. You can take a walk here for yourself, and the auction is about to begin."
"good."
When Mrs. Lina left, there were obviously more people around them. This was a truly upper class circle and could not be entered by ordinary artists. Nan Haoxiang was not only a first-line artist, but also a
The eldest son of the Nan family, who was covered with only one hand, was a top-notch person even at such a high-level banquet, and there were so many people waiting to curry favor with him.