Light light hit her body, beautiful like a movie lens, she sat there quietly, silent, but let people imagine.
Apricot eye circulation, big square ground fell on the body of River Wood Xiao.
Timid, sad, disappointed, as if absorbed by the beam, tranquil face, against the light, she slowly got up, facing the coming jiangmuxiao.
This time, it's not fantasy, it's reality.
Jiang muxiao didn't know how to float to Lin An'an. He was like a tired traveler. He drove her away, but in the end, how could he be the most pitiful one?
He grabbed Lin An'an's hand and his eyes were burning, almost burning through Lin An'an.
He hates Lin'an, and he loves Lin'an deeply. Complex emotions interweave in his brain. At the moment he sees her, Jiang muxiao doesn't know what love is and what hate is. He only knows that he wants Lin'an!
Lin an struggled slightly, and his eyes fell on his face with a stubble beard. Then he quickly moved away and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to dance with you."
Dancing is a very intimate thing. The touch of the body and the fit of the soul are indispensable.
Ironically, they don't have either now.
People again issued an uproar of voice: "no, she is who ah, dare to refuse the president, I go."
Someone reminded her: "this is the president's wife, you speak well, offend a sentence, there may be no tomorrow."
Many people immediately covered their mouths and became more curious about Lin An'an.
"Before, I always thought that the president's wife was a yellow faced woman, and the president would cheat. I didn't expect that the president's wife was so beautiful."
The soul of the eight trigrams burning melon eating masses can't help whispering.
"Ah? This is the president's wife, then Who is the woman sitting next to the president? " A few senior executives with the wrong name are in a mess. They are doomed. No wonder when they shook hands with the president just now, their faces were as cold as snow mountain.
These people hate Ruan Qingyun now.
Ruan Qingyun and fan wenran looked at the scene with pale faces. Ruan Qingyun approached fan wenran, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "didn't you come?"
Now it's OK. I've got her quota.
Why didn't she get angry?
However, she has always been good at doing the most appropriate things in public. Looking around quickly, she immediately found that there was a man in a top hat and black suit staring at Lin an nervously, and seemed to care about her appearance.
Hum, this guy is not chasing Lin An'an, is he?
Thinking of this, the angry look on her face instantly disappeared, glanced at fan wenran and walked to Lin'an.
"Ann, it's a coincidence that you don't greet us when you come. Mu Xiao and I will worry about you."
The attitude of a hostess, I don't know, I thought that the column of Jiang muxiao's wife was filled with Ruan Qingyun.
Lin an an's head is as big as a cow. The last thing he wants to see at this time is Ruan Qingyun. However, there is a saying of the sages that is particularly good: "if you meet in a narrow road, the brave will win."
She recited it silently. Holding Jiang muxiao's hand in her backhand, she fell into Jiang muxiao's gentle arms. Lin An's heart beat like a drum. Her face was calm and calm. Yingying said with a smile, "I'm sorry to worry you. And... "
She could feel Jiang muxiao's body warming up gradually. The shadow concealed the worry on her face and showed an elegant smile: "you look so beautiful tonight."
Ruan Qingyun's face changed slightly. She looked down at her long skirt and rubbed it angrily. She could only turn over the river in her stomach, with a smile on her face: "is that right? In fact, that day in the store, I also like this dress, but a gentleman doesn't win people's love. "
"Don't gentlemen win people's love?" Jiang muxiao's breath sprayed on her beautiful neck and disturbed her clear mind. After a long time, it seemed that this sentence became a very meaningful one.
Ruan Qingyun looked at Lin an an nervously. The smile on his face was about to change. His uneasiness began to beat wildly: "yes, what's the matter? Is that a problem? "
"No Lin an shook his head, turned away from Jiang muxiao's arms and politely repeated, "I don't want to dance with you."
There was no light in her eyes. It was as dark as the countryside at night.
Jiang Mu Xiao's arm slipped from Lin An'an's waist, his eyebrows tightened, and he gently shook his head.
This is not his Ann This is not his Ann This is not his Ann
"Oh, is it because of the presence of this gentleman?" Ruan Qingyun complacently leads the topic to the woman beside Lin An'an. If Jiang muxiao knows that Lin An'an, who has just had a quarrel with him, turns to another man, how angry he would be!
Fan wenran, who was standing aside, naturally knew the purpose of Ruan Qingyun, so he immediately agreed: "yes, madam, are you afraid that this gentleman will not agree?"
She deliberately accentuated the word "madam". In a simple sentence, she was deliberately misinterpreted as Lin An's "red apricot".That's what they do.
If good is a choice, Lin an is willing to choose evil in the face of them. Even if she will be punished in the end, she will not hesitate to choose evil.
Because of your kindness, many times people think you are bullying.
In front of Jiang muxiao, Lin an took Xiaohui's arm, looked at Ruan Qingyun and fan wenran with a smile, and said, "yes, I don't think our dear will agree, right?"
The light of the dinner fell on Xiaohui's face. Her face with light makeup was different from usual. She nodded and waved her hand.
She can't speak, she can't speak.
Seeing Xiaohui's cooperation, Lin An's smile deepened and her tight back relaxed a little.
However, Jiang Mu Xiao's face was like Ruan Qingyun's conjecture. He was cold from head to foot, and his deep eyes couldn't see a trace of emotion. He stared at Lin an tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped violently. It seemed that he would rush to bite Lin An's artery like a beast in the next second.
Ruan Qingyun and fan wenran watched the scene with pride, waiting for the storm.
And the surrounding staff also noticed Jiang muxiao's anger and whispered: "I'll go, Jiang will not tear that person up?"
We all looked sympathetically at the thin man in a suit and couldn't help shivering.
Deep in the whirlpool of the storm, Xiaohui is frightened, but she tries her best to maintain a proper smile on her face. Oh, her legs are going to break Ann, please don't deceive me. The dinner party is really bloody!
Jiang muxiao's eyes passed the man's face mercilessly like a knife. He paused for a moment. Suddenly, his turbid eyes were bright and clear, and the corners of his mouth smoked. His dark eyes were deeply burned on Lin An's face again. His anger was beating with his breath. He suddenly patted the table like a volcano eruption.
All the people's hearts are turning over the waves, looking at Jiang muxiao white.
Even Lin An's face turned pale for a moment. She looked away in a panic, trying to avoid the strong aura of Jiang muxiao.
What on earth is this man going to do?
The distance between them is getting closer and closer, and they almost stick together. Jiang muxiao's deep eyes coldly yell at Lin An's eyes in the shadow: "who let you wear more than three centimeters of high heels!"