Her silent appearance fell into Jing Yanxiu''s eyes. She just thought she had been exposed and didn''t know how to explain.

    Jing Yanxiu was violent and angry in his heart. He was about to move, but the girl in his arms kissed the lip on tiptoe.

    Give him a good meal.

    The girl''s voice was soft: "I''m wrong."

    Then she kissed again.

    "How about not getting angry?"

    She coaxed gently.

    Then, afraid that the other party was still angry, he kissed on tiptoe.

    Shen Wanqing kissed him several times.

    Although the warlord did not speak, he could feel that his originally strong and gloomy anger had dissipated a lot.

    Every time the girl kisses, he looks better.

    Shen Wanqing also found out.

    So she stood on tiptoe and kissed until Jing Yanxiu''s face didn''t smell so bad.

    After the last kiss, she was ready not to kiss, and I didn''t know if her intention was discovered by the other party,

    The slender and beautiful fingers of the young man were irresistible against her head. The whole man was rubbed into his arms, covered with thin lips and torn and licked.

    Mixed with a faint orchid fragrance, it seems to dilute the rich powder fragrance on the girl.

    When the dancers in the room saw this, they found a chance to sneak out quickly. Adjutant Su didn''t know what to do.

    It seems that the second master doesn''t have to solve these dancers.

    Since he doesn''t kill, it''s no use for him to stay here.

    Thinking, Lieutenant Su also slipped out with the group of dancers.

    The atmosphere in the room was very ambiguous, mixed with the girl''s soft sobs.

    After a while.

    Shen Wanqing leaned against Jing Yanxiu''s arms, his cheeks were stained with crimson, and his tea eyes were also covered with water.

    She sat on each other''s legs without talking.

    Jing Yanxiu took a handkerchief and sipped his lips. Without saying a word, he took the girl''s hand and wiped it carefully.

    It''s a little strong. It''s all red.

    Shen Wanqing endured it until she was about to break her skin. She whispered:

    "It hurts."

    The other party''s long snow-white fingers.

    The movement seemed to ease down.

    But the man who hugged her still hissed slightly, "still hugging?"

    Lazy voice, plain tone, the other party also slightly drooped long eyelashes, eyes faint but coldly looked at her.

    The seemingly careless appearance is actually very dangerous.

    Shen Wanqing doesn''t dare.

    She shook her head. "No."

    If you get angry, you have to coax yourself.

    It''s too hard to deceive people.

    Master Jing''s eyes flashed over the girl, and then slowly took back his sight.

    One Li Shijin is not enough to provoke so many women.

    As for the fact that his little wife likes to hook up with people too much, Mr. Jing said he was very unhappy and even had a headache.

    Can so many people add up to him?

    The box is very quiet.

    The beautiful and indifferent warlord hugged the girl in his arms and wiped her hands clean without saying a word.

    The white and tender little hands were reddish and looked pitiful.

    Jing Yanxiu gave a faint kiss on the back of his hand.

    ——

    When they left the box and came to the ballroom on the first floor, many merchants who had been waiting for a long time swarmed in.

    Jing Yanxiu put her arm around Shen Wanqing''s waist. She stood quietly listening to their conversation.

    Jing Yanxiu didn''t pay much attention, and his expression was flat and light.

    Most of what those people say are compliments. Just listen to them.

    Sometimes Jing Yanxiu would accidentally return a word or two, and those people were very excited and happy.

    Suddenly, he coughed slightly, covered his heart lightly with his long snow-white fingers, frowned, and his expression was indifferent.