Chapter 73 Use your mouth to steal the rose I'm biting
Peerless looks are a gift from God, and those who came to beg for food were some of the men present. Song Da and I sat down and were surrounded by four or five people with different opinions.
"Instructor Song, can you give me an introduction?"
"My father also said today that he wants to learn the rules and precepts from you. Haha, I'd better learn from you how to add fragrance to your red sleeves. This is your ultimate killing technique."
"Brother Song, I will obey you as long as I obey heaven and earth."
At some point, the man in front of our table, Mian Tang, cynically held up his wine glass and put his hand on Song Da's left shoulder like a good brother. His eyes fell directly on me and he said in a whisper: "Hello, dy, from nd? ia cousina
constan't help meeting you. (Translation: Hello, beautiful lady, Song Da is my good brother and a promising young man. I can't help meeting you again.)
Everyone turned to me in unison, hoping that my classmate Duan Shengxu could express a few words to Biao. I knew that this bastard was shamelessly trying to get rid of me. Without waiting for me to speak, Song Da acted like a gentleman.
I also said something to that guy: "Tan, she did not e back from english, beautiful girls should be protected." (Translation: Cousin, she is just a simple woman, beautiful girls should be protected.)
Na Miantang: "not all girls are eligible for you that viviangoing home next month, and it's the real beauty. (Translation: Not all girls are eligible for your protection, I heard that vivian going home next month
You have to go back to your country to be a truly talented man and a beautiful woman; you don’t need this wild vegetable next to you.)
Song Da: when i look backher for that person but the lights dim.
Na Mian Tang: Lascivious? (Translation: Hug left and right?)
Song Da: as you understand it.ok? (Translation: As you understand it.ok)
Everyone and I basically don't understand this kind of bird language, although the two people's demeanor is calm and calm, as if they are talking about some interesting topic.
But obviously, the two people didn't buy each other's opinions and looked at each other. Na Miantang seemed more mature and wise in age, and he was more polite to Song Da. It was obvious from the moment they met. Na Miantang had a certain way of speaking.
The casual tone was actually mocking. I was worried about Song Da, because his gloomy eyes were full of hostility, and he was taller and stronger than Song Da. Song Da obviously didn't care, and always had a smile on his lips.
I mean, it means to make me weak. Na Miantang seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself. There was arrogance hidden under his gentle appearance, as if he was going to knock Duan Shengxu to the ground with one punch, and the atmosphere seemed a bit weird.
Mr. Zhang on the side protested anxiously: "That's enough, that's enough. We haven't been to foreign countries. Why don't you talk about birdsong? Just talk normally, brother?"
The two of them were stunned for a while, then laughed to cover it up.
I looked at the group of men speechlessly. Just because Song Da was present, my beastly nature forced me to hold my head back. I barely lifted the kitchen knife and flipped the table over, shouting "Get out!". I lowered my eyebrows and smiled without showing my teeth.
Slightly drooping, my arms drooped easily by my sides. I know that my grandma said that I am the most charming in this posture. It is like the buds at the tip of the vine, which can just make a few strands of black hair on my forehead fluffy. It is exactly the style of a boudoir lady.
, prolonging the words in an elegant and gentle voice: "Nice to meet you all."
Song Da turned to me with a very casual attitude. He didn't seem to be surprised at all by Mian Tang's aggressiveness.
"Would you like a drink?"
Before I could say anything, Na Mianchang answered with a hint: "Do you need to try horse-peeing again?"
"Enjoy it yourself!" I pushed against him.
I held Song Da's hand and swayed away. I was very happy to use my strength to hit that guy Mian Tang.
The music played in harmony again, and the wild bullfighting march dance was performed. This is a difficult type of music. The man symbolizes the matador, who is strong and majestic, and the woman symbolizes the matador with the red color of irritating the bull.
The host was so excited that he spoke incoherently on the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, our Mr. Miantang will invite a lady to lead the dance for this song. This will be our lucky lady for this party. She can propose a proposal to our Mr. Miantang."
Require."
The host looked around at the ladies who could no longer contain their excitement. He pretended not to finish what he said, which had already aroused the excitement of the ladies and was eager to give it a try.
The host let the ladies get excited for a minute, making some mysterious and obscene remarks: "Of course, ladies, the condition cannot be "that young man, I want you to commit yourself to me."", which caused everyone to burst into laughter.
"Also, all the funds raised tonight will be donated to the orphanage! I hope the orphanage will bring eternal light and splendor to the children. Thank you for your support!"
Everyone was guessing who would be the goddess of luck. The ladies surrounded the hall like a tide.
"Oh my god, Na Miantang, the only son of the Na family of Hongmen, one of the most charming and powerful people in Shanghai."
"If Mian Shao could be invited to invite me, I would be happy to death."
"That young master is so charming, I can hardly breathe."
"I heard that he just came back from England and hasn't gotten married yet. We all have a chance."
I didn't comment, thinking to myself that someone needed to dampen his spirit. I looked at the young lady like a drama with some naked, affectionate, shy, or trance-like expression, trying to arouse that feeling.
Miantang’s attention came to Miantang’s attention. Miantang looked up like a mountain and wanted me to vomit. So I made eye contact with him and made a vivid “vomiting” motion to him. The corner of his mouth twitched.
Miantang held a bright red rose in his hand with an unclear expression. The promise of the rose in his hand was the promise of the goddess of happiness. Maybe he felt my murderous eyes and turned to me slightly, tilting his face and asking questions knowingly.
: "I borrowed your rice and returned your chaff?"
The inspiration of "I want to save Brother Gui" inspired me. Without thinking, I leaned forward, leaned over, lowered my head, grabbed the rose branch in his hand with my mouth, and looked at him with a provocative attitude.
Everyone was silent for three seconds before bursting into fierce applause. The meaning of the applause was unclear, and it reflected the attitude of the crowd watching, the jealousy of the ladies, and the disappointment between their brows.
Na Mian Tang extended his hand to me and invited me to dance. I just wanted to clear up this mortal enemy. Gentleman Song Da lowered his head and asked me what I meant, because this kind of music requires a lot of jumps and rotations for ladies, and both men and women have to be quite stretched.
It needs to be intense and consistent with the music. Otherwise, if the performance is not good, it will easily become blunt and funny, similar to a fight.
Mother God asked me to learn how to seduce men. One of the ways to seduce a man is to dance, so that you can see how powerful I am. I gently nodded to Song Da and symbolically handed over my hand.
I looked at Mian Tang. He looked very tall and burly, invincible.
I trembled in my heart, and then resolutely put aside my cowardice. I will win, I must win, for myself and to save Brother Gui, I must get him.
Miantang gracefully led me onto the dance floor, and he pulled me close to his chest. He decided it was intentional; I deliberately kicked his feet hard, pinched his shoulders and waist with five claws.
, his facial features trembled slightly in pain.
His cynical look made me so angry that I said in a low voice that only he could hear: "Young man, you behave like a dog. The ladies want to eat you alive."
"Your waist is so thin." This guy started to talk glibly again.
"I'm your aunt!" I threatened, pinched his waist with all my strength, and twisted it into a small lump of meat. He took a breath of air and said, "Stop it, is there anyone who would murder her husband like this?
"
"If you say any more nonsense, I will tell you not to lift it!" I threatened him, using my eyes to make him pay attention to my foot and make a move to kick it.
"My cat Jiujiu has really grown up, and he also knows the "second brother" I threaten."
"Shameless!"
"How shameless am I? You hooked up with Instructor Song today. He is a fat man and has been in trouble. It is recommended not to do anything with big breasts and no brains; you made him suffer from a chronic disease of men - curiosity! Cinderella's dodge made him
I think you are very mysterious, but actually..."
I squinted my eyes, but I could still smile at Song Da in such a complicated environment. His tone was gentle and careless, containing sarcasm: "Song Da, his father Song Lu, commander-in-chief of Songluhu Army, Shanghai
One of the wealth controllers, his son has always been the favorite target in the eyes of the parents of Shanghai's rich families who want to be married, but he never lets anyone restrain him, even the mayor's daughter can't win his heart.
Do you still want to be added to his long list of deserters?"
"Come on, why don't you just call him a morally corrupt, ruthless, and dangerous person? Just call him a monster." I scolded him while imagining that if I, a weak woman from an orphanage, could defeat all the ladies and ladies in Shanghai.
, What kind of sensation will I cause if I get Song Da? A smile appeared on my lips, and the mysterious smile disappeared as fast as lightning.
I screamed and kicked out my right foot. Unexpectedly, I kicked it empty. This guy actually did a standard move - he held my waist and lowered me down. I was half weightless and leaning on his arm, and my left thigh was clamped
With his hands on his waist, he held his neck tightly, and he leaned down, matching the powerful melody of the majestic man, creating excitement, caressing my thighs like a dragonfly, and using his mouth to take away the rose I was biting!