Shen Jingjue held Tang Qiaoer's hand and walked hurriedly in the empty and gorgeous corridor.

It was as if two noble boys and girls abandoned the shackles of the world, broke public order and good customs, and had a thrilling elopement.

Tang Qiaoer stared deeply at the man's generous, tall and handsome back, with a strong sense of security. Her chest was rising and falling, and a thin layer of sweat was secreted from her palms.

At this moment, she admitted that she was a little attracted to him.

At the same time, she still hated herself a little, hating that she liked him thirteen years ago, liked him three years ago, and now she still feels for him because of this simple hand-holding.

So angry! He is so cheap!

Shen Jing felt very happy and led her along the way, stopping at the door of a luxurious suite.

Tang Qiaoer was flustered, her face flushed with embarrassment, she shook his hand away and said angrily: "Shen Jingjue! What do you mean?!

How dare you treat me so frivolously on my behalf, Tang Qiao'er? Believe it or not, I'm going to call my brothers over now and cut you into pieces?!"

Shen Jingjue was suddenly startled. Seeing that she might have misunderstood, he couldn't help crying or laughing, "Where did you think you were going? I just stored the gift I gave you here."

Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes opened wide, her lips as delicate as rose petals were pursed tightly, and her cheeks turned redder.

"Although I can handle it with several uncles and brothers together, I really want to improve my impression score. I will definitely be honest."

Suddenly, Shen Jingjue's eyes dimmed, and he leaned toward her, with a hint of red at the end of his eyes that was suggestive but tried to restrain, "Even if I really want to be dishonest, I will only take you home."

"I won't come back to your house even if you beat me to death! That's enough!" The more Tang Qiao'er listened, the more she became more and more embarrassed. She turned away and simply stopped looking at him.

"Guanchao Manor has never been my home. Qiao'er, I don't have a home." Shen Jingjue's voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes instantly dimmed.

Tang Qiaoer felt a stab in her heart, "..."

"From now on, only if I am with you will I have a family. If not, I would rather live a life of wandering." Shen Jing felt that his throat was rolling hard, and thousands of bitter emotions were clogging his chest.

Tang Qiaoer slowly returned her gaze to his eyes that were shining with sincerity.

Slow, like a patient who has been on the bed for a long time and has been tortured by a painful disease and is exhausted and numb.

With just one look, Shen Jing felt like his heart was on edge and he regretted it immensely.

He was still too anxious, too impatient. Even if he really thought so, he couldn't say that. He clearly knew that what she didn't like to hear the most was...

"Have you ever joined the army, a soldier in the peacekeeping force?" Tang Qiaoer suddenly asked.

Shen Jingjue suddenly felt something ominous. As soon as he opened his thin lips, the little woman covered in thorns took away the words, "In those years, you were indeed homeless, but you knew exactly who you exiled yourself for.

It’s not me after all.”

Can't make it through.

Can't make it through.

Shen Jing felt anxious and panicked. His thin lips trembled and his throat rolled, but he could not make a sound.

Just then, there was a click——

The door opened, and both of them panicked.

But it relieved the embarrassment and embarrassment to a great extent.

"Mr. Shen! Madam! It's really you!"

Han Xian stood at the door and smiled happily, "I just vaguely heard the two of you talking. Seeing that you haven't come in for a long time, I opened the door and took a look."

Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingjue: "..."

"Uh... No, I didn't disturb you two, right?" Han Xian broke into a cold sweat when he saw that the atmosphere was not right.

"fine."

Tang Qiaoer turned her pretty face cold, lowered her eyes and walked into the room.

Shen Jingjue pursed his pale lips and followed in.

Just as Han Xian was about to enter, the CEO closed the door directly and coldly said two words through the crack of the door that was about to close:

"Keep the door."

Han Xian stood in a military posture: "Yes! Mr. Shen!"

…

As soon as Tang Qiaoer entered the room, she saw an antique collection box made of fine ebony placed on the coffee table.

She had a keen eye for discerning pearls, and she could already guess just by looking at the box that the contents inside were anything but vulgar.

"What a beautiful box..." Tang Qiaoer couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't just look at the box, open it and take a look at what's inside." Shen Jingjue walked to her side slowly.

All his attention was focused on this beautiful piece that fascinated him deeply.

Tang Qiaoer wiped her wet hands on her skirt with confusion and expectation.

This cute little gesture was naturally caught by the man, and he loved it so much that his blood boiled all over his body.

Tang Qiaoer carefully opened the box——

The pink and azure colors echoed each other, and it was so beautiful that the light-smoked shadow green underglaze red goblet suddenly appeared in front of her eyes!

Just like a dream, it is unreal!

"oh!"

Tang Qiaoer couldn't help but exclaimed and covered her red lips with both hands!

In Lao Wan's private museum, there are countless domestic and foreign jewelry and antiques, but there are no Yuan Dynasty antiques!

The appearance of this goblet can be said to make up for this regret, and it also makes Tang Qiaoer's heart surge with excitement!

"I accidentally saw this from a collector from country Y three months ago. I thought you would like it very much. After several negotiations and some tricks, he was willing to sell it to me." Shen Jingjue smiled faintly.

How much effort and hardship she had put in during this process all disappeared the moment she smiled.

It's worth it.

"It's beautiful...really beautiful."

Tang Qiaoer murmured, her almond-shaped eyes shining with joy.

Since she didn't wear gloves, she could only circle the cup with her hands and didn't dare to touch it at all.

"It's yours, you can touch it however you want."

Shen Jingjue's slightly drooped starry eyes were gentle and lingering. He moved behind her and slowly and carefully raised his strong arms.

Then, just like she protected the antique, his arms also protected her tenderly in his hot chest.

The man took a calm breath, grabbed her little hand from behind, and held it gently, but extremely firmly.

Tang Qiaoer felt his warm and sultry breath blowing through her hair, hitting her cochlea in deep and shallow strokes.

A surge of warmth came from the deepest part of her heart, dyeing her cold collarbone and the tips of her beautiful ears red.

The heartbeats of the two gradually accelerated, and their shadows overlapped.

The air seems to be filled with a heady, sweet fragrance...

"Shen Jingjue, you..."

Tang Qiaoer's red lips parted slightly, and suddenly her back felt heavy.

Shen Jing felt his body leaning forward and suddenly pressed close to her. A pair of tight muscular forearms suddenly wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her deeply into his arms.

"Qiao'er, I'll hit you later and scold you again."

Hug me first and then talk.

…

It's time for the birthday party and dance party.

As the heroine, Chu Rou naturally danced with Tang Wanting in the melodious music, and the surrounding guests showed envious smiles.

Tang Wanting was born into a wealthy aristocratic family, and dancing this kind of social dance was a compulsory course. Even at his age, he can dance better than the younger guys.

Because Chu Rou has singing and dancing skills, and she has learned ballroom dancing during filming before, she has a high level of talent. When she dances gracefully, she is no less than a professional dancer. The two dance together, and their gorgeous dance moves make people unable to take their eyes away.

Some of the other guests brought dance partners, and some were looking for dance partners on the spot. There was laughter and laughter on the dance floor, and the atmosphere was great.

Of course Xie Jinli wants to dance with his wife Yunshan.

As for Huo Ruxi's dance partner, apart from Shen Chulu, there will be no one else.

"I, I can't... I won't dance anymore."

Shen Chulu was sitting on the sofa in the corner, drinking juice and eating cakes, which was quite comfortable. Who knew that Huo Ruxi had another motive and insisted on dragging her to dance!

She had seen her parents jump, she had seen Shen Bailu jump, she felt that she was not good at it, and she would never have such an opportunity in her life to attract the attention of others.

"No, it doesn't matter. I'll teach you slowly, Chu Lu." Huo Ruxi leaned over and put his hands on her shoulders, patiently persuading her.

"No more dancing...Brother Ruxi."

Shen Chulu drooped her little head, with a small piece of butter stuck to the corner of her lips. Her aggrieved look was very heart-wrenching, "They all dance well, but I can't do it, I will embarrass you."
To be continued...