A playful smile appeared on the man's beautiful and sexy lips, "It's been a long time, it seems we just met a few days ago..." His eyes narrowed, as if with a deep smile, "But I saw Miss Muse today, She is much more beautiful than last time, and her dancing is also beautiful.”
Muse's eyes lit up, and his red lips opened into a smile. He seemed a little surprised, but also very proud. She opened her mouth to say something, but Mo Shichen had already bowed his head at her and smiled politely, "Have fun, I have something else to do." , I won’t accompany you for the time being.”
Muse looked at his mask-like smile, and the smile that bloomed on his face just froze there, and then slowly faded away.
Seeing her expression, Mo Shichen's eyes darkened, but he still looked away, raised his feet and walked past her, his movements neat and without any hesitation.
Wen Yi was taking small bites of the pastries handed over by Wen Hanye. Suddenly she seemed to feel something. She raised her head and looked forward, and saw a man walking over in a shirt and black long trousers. He was handsome and handsome, with a tall figure. The shape is straight and slender, with an innate noble temperament.
She was stunned for a moment, and didn't even react at all. She just sat far away, maintaining her original sitting posture and even expression, pursed her lips and watched him walking towards her.
Suddenly there was heat approaching from her side. Wen Hanye moved closer, stretched out his fingers to touch the corners of her lips, and said as if no one else was watching, "Tsk, so many people are looking at you, and you eat a mouthful of cake crumbs. I really feel sorry for you." Feel embarrassed."
Wen Yi, "..."
Mo Shichen's pupils narrowed, and a slender coolness flashed across his eyes as he looked at the man who came close to Wen Yi and behaved intimately with her.
Did he wipe Wen Yi's mouth
But the woman has red lips and fair skin, and is clean.
A shadow fell, and Mo Shichen stood in front of her with two long legs.
Wen Yi was still holding a glass of red wine in her hand. When she saw that he was looking down at her, she put the wine glass aside, raised her face and looked into Sang's eyes, with an elegant and gentle smile on her face, "Young Master is looking for me. What's up?"
A hand was stretched out in front of her, with the palm facing up. The man's voice was low, but full of magnetism, and it was pleasant to listen to. "Can I ask you to dance? Mrs. Mo."
There was a low uproar all around.
Wen Hanye didn't know when he sat back to his seat, half leaning on the armrest, keeping a distance and silently looking at the well-dressed man. Like everyone else, he retreated to the background board, but his eyes were cold. , and seemed to be waiting for Qingjun's thin smile.
Wen Yi looked at his hands first.
This man's hands matched his face. They were slender and fair-skinned, but the joints were well-proportioned and had a sense of strength. Even though he once lived in a fishing village in Jiangcheng, his hands still maintained the appearance of a noble man.
Looking upward, she looked at his face, and finally his eyes.
The feeling at this moment does give people an overwhelming sense of vanity.
He invited her in front of so many people, especially the one whose voice was neither high nor low, but spoke clearly—Mrs. Mo.
It is enough to sweep away all the rumors about their strangers, disagreements and breakups in the past few days. As long as she accepts this invitation and puts her hand on it, it is self-evident what the direction of the rumors will be in the future.
Especially his attitude towards Muse just now was gentlemanly and polite and distant enough.
The eyes he looked down at were calm and focused, as if all he could see at this moment was her.
It's a pity that such a battle can no longer seduce her now.
It's a pity... When she could be tempted by such eyes and gestures, she couldn't even taste the heartbeat of vanity.
Just like at this moment, she actually wanted to stand up and dance with him. It was a pity to think that she had hired a famous teacher and suffered a lot to practice her dancing skills. She never had a good chance to show off her dancing skills.
The gentleness and smile on Wen Yi's face did not change at all. Her voice was soft, just a little cool, "I'm really not that good at dancing, especially when Miss Muse was in front of me just now, so I didn't show off my embarrassment..."
She looked past him and landed on Muse, who was looking at them not far away. She smiled lightly, "I think Miss Muse really wants to dance with the eldest son. She dances very well. I'm afraid no one here can." "The eldest son, please invite her..." She said with a low smile, "Let me come. If you dance, even your feet will be stepped on by me. I don't know how many people there will be." I can't bear the responsibility of secretly saying something wrong about me."
During the entire conversation, she didn't even stand up, with the dark green shawl still hanging on her shoulders.
She gave him enough face, she didn't hesitate to say a word, and she took all the responsibility on herself.
But rejection is rejection.
What's more, he didn't believe that a woman who had reborn herself and carved out new postures in order to become the perfect daughter-in-law in Lawrence's eyes would not be able to impress others with her dancing skills.
When he was still in Jiangcheng, he could tell that this woman was difficult to get along with.
So although he was a little curious about her and had a desire to conquer her at that time, he would not choose to get close to her if the situation was not forced by the situation. But when the situation was forced in front of him, and he got closer and got to know her more, his interest in her also increased. Gradually becoming thicker.
It was difficult to convince her, not to mention that he seemed to have hurt her before.
He looked down at her, his handsome face did not change, his movements did not retract, his posture was neither hasty nor impatient. Although he did not speak, in the eyes of others, he was still waiting for her response.
The more this happened, the more eyes gathered, and the low voices became louder.
With this kind of situation, the longer the stalemate lasts, the more embarrassing it will become.
Of course Wen Yi understood, so she gradually bit her lip and even tried to communicate with him with her eyes to let him resolve the situation on his own.
But the man always looked at him calmly, with dark eyes, a faint smile, and no intention of retreating.
As time passed, she inevitably became shaken.
If he refuses to stop and she refuses to agree, not only will he lose face, but she, who doesn't know what to do and doesn't give face to, will lose her face as well.
What's more, others don't know the situation between her and him, so she will only be the one behind it.
For a moment, Wen Yi almost stood up with a hand.
But before she made this reaction, a charming voice beside her had already sounded clearly and clearly, "Shi Chen, the wife you married is famously capable but low-key. She never likes to do such things that are in the limelight... You If you don’t mind that I have regressed a lot due to neglecting exercise in the past few years, let me ask you to dance this dance, okay?”