Hong Jiuzheng was drinking wine, his handsome face was flushed, and he looked at Qu Luo in surprise, coughing and coughing.
The young men around were holding wine glasses, as if their acupuncture points had been tapped, maintaining their previous postures and motionless.
The Demon Queen is not embarrassed either. There is really nothing to be embarrassed about. Her gorgeous eyebrows are as cool as ever, with a unique queenly temperament.
How many years has it been?
Maybe she still cares a little in her heart.
So many people think she is not worthy of Qu Luo.
Now, she can finally stand upright beside Qu Luo and tell these people that she can do it!
Qu Luo held the Demon Lady's hand, intertwined their fingers, and walked all the way, past the young men whose faces were frozen with smiles. They were cold and noble, with elegant nose bridges and proud chins. As soon as he sat down, he smiled at the silly Hong Jiu:
"Jiu'er, why are you standing there in a daze? Call me sister-in-law."
The young master of the Hong family thought that he had been frightened a lot by his brother Luo since he was a child, but this time, he was still hit!
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" Hong Jiu was a quick-response person, and his voice was crisp and natural.
The dozen or so people in the booth all had dumbfounded expressions, and they didn't even try to hide them, which was enough to show how surprised they were.
They never thought that two people who usually seem to have different auras would get together!?
They obviously dislike each other, especially Mr. Luo, who frowns every time he sees Miss Mo, doesn't he?
These two people, one is bohemian and the other is in full swing, what are they doing together, are they fighting every day?
The demon girl knew what they were thinking, and it was for her own good that Qu Luo brought her in front of everyone in such a way.
The demon girl smiled and held his finger with her backhand.
Qu Luo was looking at her, with the deepest darkness in his eyes. It didn't look like he was happy or angry, but he just used strength in his hands.
When others were toasting, they hugged her even tighter. On the surface, he looked evil and unruly, but his eyes were soft, and a dry and cold breath came from his body.
The demon girl didn't know she was so sensitive. Just smelling his scent made her heartbeat speed up involuntarily...
After being surprised, the group of young men stirred up the atmosphere again. They were noisy, but they were very polite to the devil girl, calling her sister-in-law one after another, without any disrespect at all.
The plates and bowls on the table have been removed and several new dishes have been replaced.
Qu Luo personally took the spoon and filled the soup for her: "Drink more, and don't touch the wine."
The demon girl smiled and took the bowl.
This scene alone made the people around him dumbfounded again.
You have to know that when I was a young man in Daluo, when I had a meal, chopsticks had to be brought to my hand. Where has this kind of thing ever happened?
Qu Luo also let them look at him, his legs slightly crossed casually, playing with the delicate iron box with one hand, and pushing the plate in the direction of the devil girl with the other hand. He did not eat anything himself, but put something on her plate.
There are few fish fillets, his handsome profile is angular, and he carries a calmness that is difficult for others to approach.
The young men were eating and looking here, their eyes almost too busy.
Qu Luo, however, didn't care at all. When he saw the Demon Lady put down the bowl and chopsticks, he frowned and said, "Two more glutinous rice balls?"
"It's too full." The devil girl smiled and shook her head. She had eaten a lot today, and she was fed like this every time: "Sooner or later, I will become a fat person."
Qu Luo held her hand and laughed softly without saying anything, but his doting was obvious.
In fact, the two people don't appear to be very close, but the vague ambiguity makes people understand clearly after seeing it.
Outside the private room, Nangong Rongguang looked at this scene with dim eyes, and he didn't know how long he stood there.
The surprise in his eyes has been replaced by deep pain.
This time, he completely understood.
Even if he doesn't want to, she has left his life...
She really will never look back.
In fact, many years ago, he was worried about the little boy next to her.
But after meeting him once, he didn't even see his appearance clearly.
But he could never forget the way that child looked at her, with a terrifying concentration.
At that time, he didn't know that he was the heir that the Qu family had been protecting.
Until the child grew up and grabbed him by the collar and asked where she was.
Only then did Nangong Rongguang know that the little boy who slept in her room was none other than the most outstanding junior of the Qu family...
"So it started from that time?" Nangong Rongguang said to himself, with a wry smile on his lips.
He walked out step by step, his chest seemed to be hollowed out, and it was so uncomfortable that even breathing hurt.
After he learned about the reopening of Yedie, he knew that she must be back.
However, he has never thought that one day there will be such a person by her side to give her the happiness she wants.
He...has no chance.
Haha, should I say that I deserve it?
Nangong Rongguang took a deep breath, and the cold wind blew on his face like a knife, causing pain.
In fact, when Qu Luo handed him the evidence of Qu Chuxiao's crime, he knew that she would not want him again.
He personally pushed him into prison and stayed there for four years.
Just like she said: "Rong Guang, what were you doing during the four years I was in prison?"
He is concerned about another woman, and that woman is even the culprit who framed her...
Nangong Rongguang stretched out his hand and grabbed the clothes on his chest. No matter how hard he tried or how uncomfortable he felt, that person would never come out of the room to look at him again...
All this is his own fault...
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In the private room, after having had enough wine and food, we started to talk about business. There are factions supported in the capital, and there are many things to pay attention to. What Qu Luo is best at is restraining his influence at the wine table.
I drank a lot of wine, and even my breath had a mellow and dry smell.
The place where the two of them were sitting was dimly lit, so he took advantage of the fact that those people were still messing around and kissed her behind her ear.
The demon girl trembled all over, feeling the cool lips gently brushing the skin on the side of her neck, and couldn't help but hold her breath.
"Shall we go to the backyard?" Qu Luo whispered in her ear, his tone low enough to bewitch.
The demon girl didn't want to pay attention to him. There was really no reason to talk to a drunk person, so she just ordered the maid beside her: "Go to the kitchen and ask how the millet porridge I had people prepare is going.
"
"Ah? Yes, yes!" The maid was still the little maid who served the Demon Mother, and she ran down with her face flushed.
Qu Luo chuckled and rubbed her ears slowly, even his hands became dishonest.
The demon girl's breathing began to become erratic. She felt the man's warm breath next to her ears, and her heart felt slightly itchy as if it had been swept by a cat's tail.
Qu Luo slowly moved his hand up along his back, gently exerting force in his direction as if hinting, and his voice unknowingly brought out a hint of temptation: "Let's go to the backyard, huh?"