"Did you hear that, they're all guessing who you are."

On the dance floor, Yue Zheng hugged Qiao Muer, resting his sexy chin on her shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

The girl in his arms bit her lower lip lightly, and when she heard Yue Zheng's words, her already drooping little face buried herself in his chest.

How intimate the posture is, how tense the heart is.

If possible, Qiao Muer wished she could not raise her head all night, just keep her head down and hide herself.

A trace of satisfaction flashed across Yuezheng's blue eyes.

He did it on purpose, to scare her on purpose, to scare her on purpose, to... let her throw himself into his arms.

He even nibbled her earlobe in public, and asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Say, do you want to tell them your identity. When this song is over, introduce you to other people, huh?"

"No, don't..." Qiao Mu'er's slender white hands tightly hugged Yue Zheng's thin and straight waist.

"Please, don't... get more..."

"Huh?" The man guessed what the girl wanted to call, and let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

Qiao Muer heard his displeasure intelligently, 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 unruly and willful.

But at this moment, in Yue Zheng's arms, he is as cute as a little white rabbit.

Looking at Xiao Mu'er, who was gently hugging his waist in his arms, with her small face pressed against his chest, acting coquettishly.

In an instant, many fragmentary memories came to my mind.

At that moment, even Yue Zheng didn't realize that his cold blue pupils became gentler than ever before.

"Then you have to hide it obediently now so that no one will find out... I will take you back after the opening dance is over." Yue Zheng looked at the girl's soft hair and said in a low voice.

Qiao Mu'er nestled in his arms and nodded, burying her face even deeper.

"Hold tight, the person on the left can see your face."

He 'kindly' reminded, his hoarse voice hid an indescribable laziness and satisfaction.

Qiao Muer frowned slightly, but still bit her lower lip, and drew the little hand around his waist closer.

In the center of the dance floor, the two danced together.

The woman with her delicate body wrapped in a conservative and dignified long dress tightly hugged Yue Zheng, her whole face was buried in his arms.

Her long, fluffy and soft hair spread over her shoulders, as soft and satin-like as lustrous and charming.

The BOSS-sama who was holding her had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a straight and slender figure.

The two embraced and danced together, they were really seductive and charming, a match made in heaven.

Although the executives and staff present did not ask Meng Fang about the origin of this female companion.

But after this dinner, the entire Zhengrong Group's subordinates knew that their immediate boss, the second young master of the Lu family, had his own heart.

Because anyone can see that when Yue Zheng danced with that woman in his arms, his deep blue eyes were full of pampering.

...

As the song ended, Yue Zheng did not 'torture' Qiao Mu'er as promised.

Not only did he let her go, he even left the banquet scene ahead of time. After the dance was over, he hugged Qiao Muer by the waist on the spot, and strode away with Qiao Muer in his arms amidst the envious and amazed exclamations of many female staff at the scene.

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Muer's small face was buried in his chest, allowing him to hold her, not daring to struggle again.

Finally, when the two got into the car, Meng Fang immediately followed and opened the door.

When Yue Zheng was about to get into the rear compartment with Qiao Muer in his arms, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Fang.

"I need to remind you about tonight's matter, what should I do?" The cool voice was mixed with undisguised danger.

"No, you don't need it. Don't worry, young master. I know that I will keep it a secret for the young master and Miss Mu'er." Meng Fang was slightly stunned and immediately lowered his head, not daring to take another look.

Although he is Meng Ze's son, he was sent by Master Lu to be beside the Second Young Master since he was a child.

Therefore, Meng Fang knew very well that he belonged to the second young master.

[The update is complete, see you tomorrow night]

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