"Did you hear that? They are all guessing who you are."
On the dance floor, Yue Zheng hugged Qiao Muer, his sexy chin resting on her shoulder, and spoke in a low voice.
The girl in his arms bit her lower lip lightly, and when she heard Yue Zheng's words, she buried her already drooping face in his chest.
The more intimate the posture, the more nervous you feel inside.
If possible, Qiao Muer would rather not look up the whole night, just keep her head down and hide herself.
A hint of satisfaction flashed across Yue Zheng's blue eyes.
He did it on purpose, on purpose to scare her, on purpose to scare her, on purpose... to make her throw herself into his arms.
He even bit her earlobe in public and asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Do you want to tell them who you are? When this song is over, I will introduce you to the others, ok?"
“No, don’t…” Qiao Muer’s slender white hands tightly hugged Yue Zheng’s thin and straight waist.
"Please, don't... go beyond..."
"Hmm?" The man guessed what the girl wanted to scream and snorted coldly from his nose.
Qiao Muer was smart enough to hear his displeasure and immediately changed her words: "Brother An An... don't tell them. I'm tired, Brother An An... after the opening dance, let me go back and rest, okay?"
She is usually very willful and capricious.
But at this moment, in Yue Zheng's arms, she was as well-behaved as a little white rabbit.
Looking at little Mu'er who was gently hugging his waist in his arms, with her little face pressed against his chest, and acting coquettishly.
In an instant, many fragmented memories came to my mind.
At that moment, even Yue Zheng himself did not notice that his cold blue eyes became gentler than ever before.
"Then you better hide well now and don't let anyone find you... After the opening dance is over, I will take you back." Yue Zheng said in a low voice, looking at the girl's soft hair.
Qiao Muer nestled in his arms and nodded, burying her little face deeper into his.
"Hold tight, the person on your left can see your face."
He 'kindly' reminded, his low and hoarse voice hiding an indescribable laziness and contentment.
Qiao Muer frowned slightly, but still bit her lower lip and moved her small hand on his waist closer.
In the middle of the dance floor, the two danced passionately.
The woman, her delicate body wrapped in a conservative and dignified long dress, hugged Yue Zheng tightly, with her whole face buried in his arms.
Her fluffy, soft long hair fell on her shoulders, as soft as satin and shiny.
The boss who was holding her had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a straight and slender figure.
The two of them dancing in each other's arms are so pleasing to the eyes and charming, a perfect match made in heaven.
Although the executives and staff present did not ask Meng Fang about the origins of this female companion.
But after this dinner, all the subordinates of Zhengrong Group knew that their boss, the second young master of the Lu family, had someone in his heart.
Because anyone could see that when Yue Zheng hugged the woman and danced with her, his deep blue eyes were filled with deep doting.
…
After the song ended, Yue Zheng did not "torture" Qiao Muer as promised.
Not only did he let her go, he even left the banquet early. After the dance ended, he picked up Qiao Muer by the waist and strode away with Qiao Muer in his arms amid the envious and amazed exclamations of many female employees at the scene.
From beginning to end, Qiao Muer's little face was buried in his chest, allowing him to hold her, not daring to struggle even a little.
Finally, the two got in the car, and Meng Fang immediately followed and opened the door.
When Yue Zheng was about to get into the trunk of the car with Qiao Muer in his arms, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Fang.
"Do I need to remind you what to do about tonight?" The slightly cold voice was tinged with undisguised danger.
"No, there is no need. Don't worry, young master. I know I will keep it a secret for you and Miss Mu'er." Meng Fang was slightly startled and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at him again.
Although he is Meng Ze's son, he has been assigned by Master Lu to be with the second young master since he was a child.
So, Meng Fang was very clear that he was the second young master's man.
Update completed, see you tomorrow night (to be continued)