Chu Heng drove into the Cuban Embassy, made a beautiful drift, and parked the car firmly in an empty space.
"vomit!"
Dalia, who was a little motion sick, raised her head while retching, and looked angrily at her lover driving next to her, with tears in her eyes and drool at the corners of her mouth. She gently rubbed her throat that seemed to be about to split with her palms: "You can't slow down a little bit."
? He almost killed me!"
"Sorry, dear, he chased me too closely. I always felt that he wanted to hit me to death!" Chu Heng shrugged, pointed at Andrew who drove in from behind, and apologized without sincerity.
"Damn bastard!"
At the mention of this guy, Dalia became irritable, like an angry lioness. She pushed the door hard and got out of the car. She held up her skirt and roared angrily towards Andrew, who had just parked the car and got out of the car with a slumped face.
In front of me, there was a lot of scolding.
"You pervert, murderer, and violent maniac, what are you going to do? Isn't it enough for you to kill your wife? Are you going to kill your own daughter with your own hands?"
"If you don't leave him, I would rather kill you!"
Andrew glanced at her coldly, ignored her, and reached out to pull his female companion into the embassy.
"Asshole, if you can, just hit me. I'll wait for you!"
Dalia stood back furious.
Chu Heng stepped forward to hold her hand in time and comforted her with a warm voice in his ear: "Okay, dear, today is a rare time for us to get together. Don't let him affect your mood."
The thin warm feeling on her ears made Dalia feel itchy in her heart. A blush slowly appeared on her snow-white face. She turned her blue eyes and looked at the man beside her with a charming face. Her whole body became quiet, as if
Like a docile little cat, she held his arm sweetly and walked inside under the guidance of the waiter.
When they arrived at the banquet hall, there were not many people inside. The not very spacious space was filled with guests of various skin colors. Avima, who was wearing a brand-name suit, was like a social butterfly, walking around with a spring breeze on her face.
, I can chat and laugh with everyone.
Seeing Chu Heng bring Dalia in, she glanced at the tall, handsome man, with undisguised jealousy on his face, and walked over with small steps.
"Welcome!"
She enthusiastically stepped forward and hugged the two of them gently. While hugging Chu Heng, she even secretly grabbed the guy's butt.
Well, very perky!
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng, who had been eaten tofu, rolled his eyelids speechlessly. He did not avoid Dalia beside him at all, and directly asked: "How are the preparations?"
Avima also knew that Dalia was one of her own, she straightened up confidently, exposing most of her white breasts, and patted the handbag hanging on her arm: "Don't worry, no man can refuse me except you.
,Besides, I have also prepared a secret weapon."
Chu Heng ignored the resentment in her words and picked up a poured glass of whiskey from the nearby wine table. With a hormonal smile on his face, he shook the glass: "I look forward to your success!"
"Yes, our success!"
Avima blinked with a coquettish look, wiped herself and brought two glasses of wine, handed one to Dalia, held one for herself, and then the three of them touched it lightly and drank it down in tacit agreement.
Wait for her to leave.
Dalia put her pretty face to Chu Heng's ear expectantly, glanced at Andrew who was chatting with someone not far away with a fake smile, and said excitedly: "Chu Heng, I really look forward to this guy's reputation.
What it looks like after sweeping the floor!”
"Shouldn't you be looking forward to our date after the cocktail party?" Chu Heng put his hand on her slender waist with a sad look on his face.
"Of course, I'm looking forward to our date even more." Dalia smiled brightly and leaned into his arms, her eyes burning: "I really want the reception to end soon."
"Be patient, we have an old saying in China, good food never comes late." Chu Heng licked his lips, and his heart began to throb. He felt the soft touch on his arm, and his mind was filled with excitement.
A pair of doggie men and women chatted for a while, and soon the reception officially began.
Different from the gorgeous orchestra at the Maozi cocktail party, the band of the Cuban Embassy took a unique route, using three-string guitars, sand bells, scraping gourds, banging drums and other Cuban special instruments, plus piano and saxophone, performing a unique song.
Exotic Cuban Jazz.
Dalia unexpectedly liked this style very much. She danced one song after another, like a lioness guarding her prey. With her cold eyes filled with murderous intent, she drove away the coveted ones one by one.
The voluptuous bitch clinging to her male companion's body.
far away.
Andrew, who had just finished dancing with others, looked at his daughter who was in high spirits with a straight face, feeling indescribable pain in his heart.
"Damn it!"
He took a sip of wine gloomily, and had no intention of dancing. He wiped himself with a bottle of vodka and walked to the sofa. He drank sip after sip of the wine, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to deal with Chu Heng.
Annoying flies.
"Mr. Andrew, you seem to be very unhappy today."
Avima, who had been paying attention to him, saw the opportunity and came over with a wine glass, smiled coquettishly and sat next to him.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern." As the ambassador of Maozi, Andrew only came into contact with high-level people, so he didn't know her. He smiled politely and was about to get up and leave.
He just wants to be quiet now and doesn't want to be disturbed.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Avima frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said quickly: "Is it because of that despicable, dirty, hypocritical guy Chu Heng?"
Ouch!
If you say that, then we can still talk for a while!
Andrew immediately stopped getting up and sat back down again, as if he had found a soulmate. With a sincere smile on his face, he asked, "Oh? It seems you also hate that bed bug in the sewer."
"certainly!"
Avima nodded vigorously, then glared hatefully at Chu Heng who was jumping happily. After taking a big sip of wine, she said angrily: "I like playing cards very much. This despicable bastard a few days ago
He actually cheated me out of more than a thousand yuan at the poker table with other partners! You know we were very good friends! This makes me very sad."
"This despicable guy!"
Andrew, who had lost twice in a row, immediately felt the same, and immediately acted like a talkative woman, drinking with Avima while criticizing Chu Heng for all his crimes.
And we had a great time chatting.
As he drank, the bottle of wine he brought was empty.
Just when Andrew was about to get the wine, Avima stopped him: "Mr. Andrew, you are a distinguished guest, please let me do this kind of thing."
With that said, she stood up gracefully and walked towards the wine table with a coquettish figure.
Andrew moved his eyes away from the two seemingly tight buttocks without any trace, feeling the residual warmth on his palms, taking a deep breath of the faint scent of perfume in the air, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little swaying.
Everyone has seven emotions and six desires.
What's more, a man like him whose wife has been dead for many years has been single.
