In this small world, a woman's voice is particularly charming and beautiful.

It was obviously a rejection, but when the man heard it, it was more like he wanted to reject it in return for welcoming it.

He Huaichi leaned closer, grabbed her thigh with a big hand and lifted it up directly.

Song Shuyu snorted unexpectedly, echoing in the tiny space, ambiguous and ecstatic.

But He Huaichi still didn't go one step further.

It's probably a case of mysophobia.

Song Shuyu gave a sweet smile, patted his face gently, and asked, "Three times, right? He Huaichi, are you okay?"

"If it doesn't work, don't blame me for looking for someone else outside."

Song Shuyu pushed him away, and He Huaichi's back hit the partition. The sound was not loud.

When she was about to open the door, he grabbed hold of her thin waist and leaned close to her through the thin dress.

Song Shuyu had no patience to play with him here anymore and said, "I have to attend a celebration dinner later, can you not waste my time?"

The tone is particularly like He Huaichi's inability to do anything but constant friction and wasting time.

He Huaichi unbuttoned his suit with his long, cold white fingers, and then put the coat on Song Shuyu's shoulders.

Song Shuyu raised her eyes to look at him in confusion, her eyes illuminated by the light above her head, as if they had been soaked in water.

"Don't dress like this next time." He Huaichi said in a deep voice.

Song Shuyu was amused, "Are you jealous?"

After she finished speaking, she stretched her shoulders and the suit jacket slipped directly from her body to the ground.

"This is my freedom to dress, understand?"

After Song Shuyu finished speaking, he opened the door and left from the bathroom stall. He walked slowly to the sink, unscrewed his lipstick and touched it up. In the mirror, he saw He Huaichi leaving, with his coat still hanging on his arms.

Song Shuyu's lips curled up.

Leaving the bathroom, she appeared in the crowd shining brightly.

She was so charming tonight, especially in that sexy outfit. Many people came over to talk to her. But on this occasion, everyone maintained a gentleman's attitude. No matter how anxious they were, they didn't dare to show it on their faces.

a little.

A blond man with a height of 1.9 meters and blue eyes had been chatting with Song Shuyu for nearly five minutes. In the minds of adult men and women, there was a tacit agreement on the conversation time, that is, they both liked each other.

Song Shuyu tilted her head and smiled in response to his question, and a female friend suddenly appeared next to her. She put a precious silk scarf on her body, which happened to cover up her beautiful spring scenery.

Before Song Shuyu could ask in confusion, her friend leaned closer and said in her ear, "I knew you were married, but I didn't expect your husband to be so handsome."

Song Shuyu tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression.

The friend said, "If someone is outside, it's hard to disturb your work. But you know, a man can't endure his wife being coveted by so many men."

Song Shuyu smiled and asked in a low voice, "Honestly, has he done anything good for you?"

My friend joked, "Come on, handsome guys have a pass with me. Give me the one in front of you, it's my thing."

"Okay. Remember this favor." Song Shuyu came closer and whispered, "But he seems to have looked at the man at six o'clock dozens of times."

Friends are confused.

Song Shuyu smiled and said, "I've looked at other men so many times like this. You taste it, you taste it carefully."

The friend gave a look of disdain and asked, "Both men and women are welcome?"

"Then I don't know. You can verify it yourself."

Friendship is gone.

"Let's go." Song Shuyu glanced at her watch and greeted her friend.

My friend looked very understanding and said, "After all, you need to be more active in your sex life with such a sophisticated and handsome husband."

Song Shuyu whispered, "He can't do it."
Chapter completed!