[The overhaul started last night from Chapter 130. If you have read the article before, remember to go back and read it again, otherwise you will not be able to catch up with the plot]
As for An Jingxing, he never expected that Lei Aotian would actually agree to let An Jinmu do a striptease.
In her memory, Lei Aotian was an upright and upright young man, but since when did he become so unscrupulous?
But at this moment, looking at An Jinmu's expression of shame, anger and sadness, she still couldn't bear to look away.
As if aware of An Jingxing's mood, Tang Qianrong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the little woman beside him: "What? You can't bear it?"
An Jingxing had long known that Tang Qianrong was hiding deeply. Although he didn't say anything now, he might have guessed the relationship between himself, An Jinmu and Lei Aotian.
She was very grateful that he didn't ask her directly and even stood up for her.
Looking at An Jinmu at this time, An Jingxing told himself that unnecessary pity would only make him retreat. If he wanted to move forward, he must be ruthless!
As the saying goes, if a woman is not ruthless, her status will be unstable. She does not seek status, only fairness! What An Jinmu did to herself back then was more painful than this a thousand or ten thousand times, so asking her to do a striptease is nothing.
?My revenge on An Jia and An Jinmu in the future will definitely be a thousand or ten thousand times more uncomfortable than this!
Think of it as just some interest...
"No, it was just windy just now, and I was blinded." Feng Qingyun's two words were indifferent, revealing a bit of coldness. When Tang Qianrong looked at An Jingxing again, there was no trace of it on her face.
A little bit of wavering and intolerance.
Such an expression made Tang Qianrong's heart move. He knew very well how she was so strong, and that woman would eventually pay a heavier price than this.
The wind was blowing, and Tang Qianrong naturally stretched out his hand to tidy up the hair on An Jingxing's forehead, with a gentle and warm movement. An Jingxing heard a woman's gasping sound from around her, and she just wanted to take a step back to avoid it, but she didn't.
Thinking of Tang Qianrong's hand stopping on her waist, he exerted a slight force the moment she tried to retreat.
Leave her with nowhere to escape.
The temperature of his fingertips was a little cold, and when it touched her forehead, she couldn't help but tremble slightly. At this moment, she even forgot that she was still not far away in front of Lei Aotian and An Jinmu, and there was a ringing sound in her ears.
What was heard was the man's slow breathing.
Every sound... seemed to knock into her heart.
Taking a deep breath, An Jingxing told himself, "You can't do this. Calm down. Calm down."
When she calmed down completely, Tang Qianrong had already retracted his hand and looked calmly not far away. His expression was dull, and he didn't seem to be interested in An Jinmu's striptease.
An Jingxing stood in Tang Qianrong's arms and saw An Jinmu being pushed to the grass next to him by the group of people. An Jinmu naturally didn't want to, but the matter had come to this and he had to say it. He could only do it under the shouts of everyone.
Then she started to dance a striptease. Because she was attending a dance, An Jinmu wore a backless evening dress, but she didn't originally wear BRA underneath.
Her movements were a bit stiff, and she had no skills at all in taking off her clothes. As soon as she stretched out her arms, the dress on that side slipped off her body, leaving large swaths of snow-white skin exposed in front of everyone.
Lei Aotian looked away as if he hadn't seen it, which made An Jinmu feel even more ashamed. She desperately covered her chest with her hands, holding back the tears in the corners of her eyes, but deep down in her heart, she thought of those people called Gene and An Jingxing.
I scolded you a million times!
The snow-white legs, the top of the briefs barely covering anything, and the two white balls on the buttocks, made the blood of these European men furious. Some of them even shook their waists and shouted loudly, "Keep taking it off, keep taking it off!"
