The light in the man's eyes flashed suddenly: "Don't you remember me?"
Wen Xinnuan frowned. This phrase should have been used at the beginning. Isn't it too inappropriate now?
Suddenly his chin was held, and his face suddenly came closer, with his high nose touching hers, and his dark pupils, like black agate, reflecting her clearly: "Look at this face carefully."
"..."
"No impression at all?"
Looking at each other at such a close distance, the man's breath came straight out, making Wen Xinnuan blush with fear and her heartbeat beat.
She pushed him away violently, trying to escape from the dance floor.
After only two steps, the man's strong hand grasped her wrist: "Wen Xinnuan, do you really don't remember me?"
Wen Xinnuan shook her hands twice: "Let me go! I don't know you!"
Everyone on the dance floor looked at them. Jing Jiaren had already noticed that something was wrong and walked over quickly: "What's going on?"
The man let go slightly, and Wen Xinnuan immediately ran away behind Jing Jiaren: "Jiaren, he keeps saying strange things to me..."
Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "Sir, this is a regular dating club. If you mess around again, we will have someone kick you out."
The man straightened his collar and raised his lips in a deep smile.
The deep eye sockets gave Wen Xinnuan a meaningful look, and without saying anything, he turned around and left.
Jing Jiaren patted Wen Xinnuan on the shoulder: "He's gone, you don't have to worry."
Wen Xinnan breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know him at all, but he keeps asking me if I remember him."
"This is a flirting language used by men. You don't have to react so fiercely, right?"
"He put his nose right on the tip of my nose!"
Jing Jiaren smiled: "He didn't forcefully kiss you."
Wen Xinnuan was dumbfounded, was her reaction too much? But she always felt that the man just looked at her in a very strange way...
At this time, the waiter came over with the director of the club.
As expected, they agreed to Jing Jiaren's request. However, in order to show their authenticity, they had to shoot a video and a set of photos for Jing Jiaren and put them on their website.
Jing Jiaren happily agreed.
Jing Jiaren already wore makeup, and her dress and hairstyle were well matched, so she could take photos at any time.
Facing the camera, she is not shy at all and poses as she goes. She is not conquering the camera with her strong aura, but a stubborn and charming woman teasing the camera, as if she is having an affair with the camera.
Wen Xinnuan blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Jing Jiaren to be so open-minded.
The experienced photographer, who has even photographed naked models, was almost captured by Jing Jiaren's charm...
The photo shoot was a great success, once and for all!
The video is even simpler.
Jing Jiaren was sitting on a wicker chair in the club, her slender legs crossed, and behind her was the night view of bright lights outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
She quietly introduced her name, age, education, and what kind of boyfriend she was looking for.
At this time, she lost her flashiness and became so casual and indifferent in front of the camera, as if she was chatting with an old friend.
The transformation before and after is breathtaking!
"Miss Jing, if you hadn't told me, I would have thought you graduated from the China Academy of Drama."
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "Really? Some people have also said that my acting skills are very good."