Wu Mangmang looked down at herself. She was wearing a little red dress at night. The hem of the skirt was above her knees. It was easy to expose herself when she turned around. She was not wearing any safety pants. It was really a sin.
Lu Lin was wearing trousers, which made her look like an "aggressive" type.
Wu Mangmang felt that if he really wanted to be gay, he shouldn't be a victim.
However, it seems that women don't have to distinguish between top and bottom.
The current situation is that we are forced to do something, and we have to do it no matter how hard it is.
Wu Mangmang had no choice but to stand up. The samba dance music was full of rhythm and energy, making people want to shake their bodies for no reason. Du Yijun and Lu Qingqing at the dining table began to twist their waists back and forth on their chairs.
Lu Lin looked at Wu Mangmang who was a little reserved, and took the lead in making a gesture, then danced slowly with Wu Mangmang.
Wu Mangmang was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, but after a few rounds, she found that Lu Lin was a very good dance partner who took great care of her movements and steps.
As soon as I started this dance, the old feeling quickly came back.
Wu Mangmang tried her best to tiptoe slightly so that the heels of her high heels would leave the grass, and she had to distract herself by reaching out to hold down the hem of her skirt during every turn.
A passionate samba song was turned into a shy and awkward "Go ahead".
Ning Zheng was the first man to clamp his legs together when he saw Wu Mangmang and Lu Lin walking side by side and twisting their waists back and forth.
It is said that in the eyes of men, women in red dresses are the most attractive. Red symbolizes her passion and unrestrainedness, and is the most eye-catching.
The misty red chiffon skirt looks like a red diamond when it turns, reflecting the dazzling light at every angle, yet concealing a hint of shyness and restraint, just like the snow-white, sweet and juicy flesh in the red lychee shell.
"You can do it. Keep your hands on the hem of your skirt and you dance so seductively." Before Wu Mangmang returned to her seat, Lu Qingqing responded, "Who are you trying to seduce, little goblin?" Lu Qingqing pinched Wu Mangmang's waist.
Wu Mangmang hadn't even caught his breath yet, and when Lu Qingqing twisted her like that, she almost gasped. Her voice was so delicate and soft, and at first it sounded like a complaint from someone who had been hit too deeply in bed.
Wu Mangmang quickly held Lu Qingqing's hand and said, "That's not the case. I didn't wear safety pants today because I was afraid of exposing myself."
Although the voice was low, people sitting nearby could still hear it. For example, Jiang Baoliang raised his head and looked towards the fog.
Under the starry sky, a seemingly random sentence can reveal other meanings if you pay attention.
It’s all the stars’ fault.
Lu Sui, who was sitting next to Jiang Baoliang, seemed to listen in one ear and out the other, with no reaction at all.
After Lu Qingqing and Wu Mangmang sat down, she leaned close to Wu Mangmang's ear and said, "Does Jiang Dazhuang have feelings for you? I saw him staring at you just now. When you were dancing, his eyes never left the ground."
Wu Mangmang said: "Lawyers are best at turning the tables and transferring property. If you marry them, be careful not to end up with nothing."
Lu Qingqing nodded, "That's true. I can't beat him in a fight, and I can't scold him in a scolding way. It's really not a life for a human being when I think about it."
Wu Mangmang glanced at Jiang Dazhuang's belly, then said leisurely: "I should be able to beat him."
A light laugh came from the opposite side, and Wu Mangmang looked over to respond, suspecting that he had seen or heard it wrong. The timing of Lu Sui's laugh was too coincidental. However, since they were so far away, Wu Mangmang didn't think Lu Sui would hear what he had just said.
So what's so funny about him
Looking next to him, there was only Jiang Baoliang, and neither of them seemed to have a sense of humor.
Lu Sui looked back, Wu Mangmang stared at him and quickly looked away, his heart pounding, he felt that Lu Sui's eyes were too sharp.
At this moment, Jiang Baoliang had already stood up and walked towards Wu Mangmang, bowing and making a gesture of invitation, "Miss Wu, may I ask you to dance for me?"
On such a beautiful night, refusal was obviously not an appropriate option. Wu Mangmang stood up with a smile and put his hand into Jiang Baoliang's.
"When we first met, I probably left a bad impression on Miss Wu, right?"
Jiang Baoliang put his hand on Wu Mangmang's waist, which undoubtedly made Wu Mangmang feel a little more favorable towards him.
"Just call me Mangmang." Wu Mangmang said with a smile, "The first time Jiang Dazhuang was very imposing, he scared me, but it's not a bad impression."
The philosophy of life that Ms. Liu gave to Wu Mangmang is that you should never ruin your relationship with a big lawyer, because who knows when you might need them, right
Jiang Baoliang followed suit and shouted "Mang Mang". "No matter what, I still want to restore my image in your heart. Of course, I didn't know you were such a lovely girl. If you need anything next time, I can give you a 50% discount."
50% off?! Wu Mangmang opened his eyes wide. For Jiang Dazhuang, who had a conscience and didn't raise the price, this was definitely a clearance sale.
Wu Mangmang couldn't help but smile sincerely, with his eyebrows curved like the trouble-making moon in the sky. "Thank you very much, but I would rather never use this favor."
Jiang Baoliang laughed.
The two chatted back and forth until the song ended, and it seemed that they were still a little reluctant to leave.
"Didn't you say you weren't interested in lawyers?" Lu Qingqing asked unhappily when she came back from the fog. "Look at his belly. No matter if you enter from the front or the back, even if it's 18 centimeters long, with his belly in the middle, you can probably only hang around at the door."
Although Wu Mangmang deeply agreed with this, she was a lady in a pretentious way, so she could only say to Lu Qingqing, "Have you ever put it into practice?"
Lu Qingqing did not hide her romantic nature at all, "It will make you breathless, and his belly will take up all the space in your lungs."
Although it was already night, Wu Mangmang was not used to having midnight discussions outside the Internet, so he began to change the subject.
The details of the Weibo post sent at dusk have been analyzed.
The bloodline of the pure white horse in the background has been guessed by many people, and some people with great powers have even deduced the owner of the horse from its bloodline.
There are only a few people in this city who can buy, raise, and like to raise this kind of horse.
Wu Mangmang's identity as a "white, rich and beautiful" woman was once again confirmed.
Some of the haters who used to accuse her of buying fake goods on her Weibo came out again and accused her of whitening horses.
Lu Qingqing cursed Wu Mangmang, calling her a "scheming bitch", but then began to defend her on the Internet with all her might.
The dinner finally ended and the men moved to the bar area for a drink, while the women had a variety of entertainment activities to choose from, but most of them chose to go to the bar area for a drink.
Wu Mangmang was so tired that he was paralyzed and prepared to go upstairs to rest.
Lu Qingqing pulled Wu Mangmang in dissatisfaction, "Why are you going to bed so early? Did you see them..." Lu Qingqing pointed at the people in the bar area, "They are all interested in you, you..."
These men are of good quality and have very competitive net worth. Wu Mangmang knew what Lu Qingqing meant, but she just said lazily: "It's not a good thing."
"That's enough?" Lu Qingqing gently hit Wu Mangmang, "Stop being so ungrateful after getting such an advantage. You're so pretentious."
I'm really not being pretentious.
It is certainly the highest level of compliment for a woman to be loved by many men, but it is not necessarily a good thing if she is pursued by most of the men she knows.
Men are very realistic animals. Before they pursue a woman, they usually measure the difficulty of getting her.
If it is too difficult, then it is at the goddess level, which can be admired from afar but not touched. They will not take the initiative to approach her, but will just keep the good impression in their hearts.
Men will only spend a little time pursuing women who are easy to get or can be obtained with a little effort.
Wu Mangmang knew too well the difference behind this. In the minds of Ning Zheng, Shen Ting, and even Jiang Baoliang and others, she was the kind of vain girl who would jump up to them as soon as they waved at her, so they could tease her very easily.
True love is not like this.
For example, it can be seen from the fog that Jiang Baoliang looked at Shen Yuanzi no less than ten times in one night, but he just didn't dare to pursue her further.
Mature men can be such bastards sometimes.
Wu Mangmang began to miss her first relationship in college, the male classmate who blushed whenever he saw her. It would have been great if her illness hadn't scared him away.
Looking back now, I was so innocent back then.
She went to bed early and got up early. Last night, Wu Mangmang ignored Lu Qingqing's various complaints and was determined not to sacrifice her beauty sleep for a few men.
At this moment, dewdrops were still hanging on the leaves of the green grass, and the first ray of sunlight had just appeared in the sky. Wu Mangmang walked to the wooden terrace by the swimming pool on the first floor to start spiritual yoga meditation.
However, just as Wu Mangmang was spreading out his yoga mat, he inadvertently looked up and saw a person on the terrace on the third floor jumping directly into the swimming pool from the third floor in a parabola like a flying fish entering the water.
Wu Mangmang didn't expect that there was someone who got up as early as her.
However, during morning exercise, they didn't want to disturb each other, so Wu Mangmang turned his attention back and began to meditate.
Half an hour later, Wu Mangmang changed his posture and prepared to do the Sun Salutation, but saw people in the swimming pool walking out of the water.
Considering that this person once had an extraordinary fondness for her belly button, Wu Mangmang couldn't help but pay tribute to him.
His belly button seemed to be round, but Lu Sui's looked like a long and narrow eye. It was indeed something he didn't have, which was why he liked it so much.
Lu Sui’s skin color is not very fair, but it is not the kind of bronze color that is tanned. It is a very natural wheat color.
Above the belly button are the six-pack abs that symbolize sexiness and waist and abdominal strength, and below is the mermaid line that countless people clamor to possess.
The figure is really good!
At his age, it must take a lot of time and energy to maintain such a figure, Wu Mangmang thought.
She kept staring at the man's waist and abdomen, as if there was an ambiguous hint. Wu Mangmang immediately raised her head and met Lu Sui's gaze.
Wu Mangmang nodded politely, as if they had not spoken a word to each other since returning to Lu Sui's villa, and Lu Sui treated her as just a passerby.
Thinking back on what happened on his island last time, it was probably a seizure he had when he was ill.
Lu Sui nodded casually, picked up the towel on the armrest of the chair and began to wipe his hair.
Wu Mangmang really wanted to look away, but a woman's worship of strength is the same as a man's love of tenderness, so she wanted to take a few more glances whenever she got the chance.