Chapter 540

"You... HMM." Han Muzi wanted to defend herself. As soon as she opened her mouth, the other party's lips pressed down again, brutally robbed her of all her breath and blocked all her words.

Let him ask in the dark.

Han Muzi also slowly returned to his soul and pushed him away.

Night Tingchen stumbled back a few steps, but he soon posted it again, but at this time Han Muzi had quickly found the light switch around him and pressed it directly.

The room was restored to brightness.

Han Muzi saw each other clearly, and then found that he was wearing a silver gray mask, and the decoration at the corners looked a little familiar.

The brightness of the recovery obviously stunned yetingchen, but he soon reacted. His eyes narrowed under the mask, looked at Han Muzi and didn't speak.

After looking at each other for a while, Han Muzi's eyebrows wrinkled, "the decoration on your mask..."

Night Tingchen leaned over and looked evil at her, "don't ask who I am?"

Han Muzi: "

He leaned closer. "It seems that although it has been five years, you haven't forgotten me."

Han Muzi looked up and stared at him in a little panic. "Why are you here dressed like this? If I remember correctly, there is no you on the banquet list tonight?"

"Oh?" the smile on yetingchen's lips deepened and his eyes became more evil: "did you specially observe me?"

Han Muzi: "

She probably said this kind of words that kept letting the other party exploit loopholes because she drank too much.

Thinking of this, she simply stopped talking and stared at each other angrily.

But I don't know that she has just been kissed by yetingchen. Her lips are a little red and swollen. In addition, her eyes are a little blurred, and her eyebrows are stained with charming wine. This dress itself tonight has made her beautiful.

At this moment

Night Tingchen looked at Han Muzi in front of him, and his throat rolled unconsciously.

She was seen by other men for so long.

He quickly clasped her hand. "Don't wear it in front of other men in the future."

Han Muzi frowned and wanted to get rid of his hand, but yetingchen's hand was fixed on her hand like a chain. She was a little impatient and said, "let me go."

Night Tingchen didn't loosen, but scratched her palm and clenched her fingers when she struggled.

This scoundrel!

Han Mu was so purple that she clenched her teeth. Obviously, as long as he didn't break in, she could change the cumbersome skirt, but he broke in, which made her unable to change the skirt. Now she has to get so close that she almost took away her breath.

He didn't speak. He seemed to enjoy the atmosphere. His dark eyes stared at her.

Don't move.

With such hot eyes, Han Muzi felt that she was almost going to burn a hole in her face.

She glared at him with hatred, looked at the mask on his face for some reason, and was very unhappy. She stretched out her other hand to pull off his mask.

Before his hand touched him, he was caught by yetingchen's other hand.

"Put what I just said on the, do you hear me?"

"... do you want me to appear in front of the public with a mask like you?" she sneered: "I don't have the leisure like you, you,,"

Before her words were finished, yetingchen suddenly took off the mask on his face and covered her face.

Han Muzi was stunned.

Previously, the tip of her nose touched the cold, but now the mask that yetingchen wore still carries the temperature on his face. In this way, it covered her face, just as their faces were closely pasted together.

So Han Muzi couldn't help blushing and said angrily, "what are you doing?"

"It's a suit." yetingchen raised his hand and tied the chain behind the mask for her.

When he tied the rope, his chest shook in front of his eyes, and the familiar smell lingered on her side.

Although they had known each other for such a long time, he had never done such a considerate action as today. For a moment, Han Muzi felt that his eyes were hot.

She lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip hard.

Never be soft hearted, never be soft hearted.

She will never forget his ruthlessness in those years. When she first left, his ruthlessness was almost a nightmare that she began every night when she closed her eyes. A year later, this situation eased. Up to now, she still has nightmares occasionally.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi took a deep breath, relaxed her mind and asked softly.

"Didn't my brother order the dress? Why do you have a mask? The designer didn't..."

"Didn't you say it?" yetingchen took her words and explained in a low voice: "that's because I didn't let him say."

"What is this?" Han Muzi closed her eyes and tried to control her emotions.

"Hmm?" night Tingchen narrowed his eyes and looked at her for fear that she would be in a bad mood.

Now he was in a special state of worrying about gain and loss for the woman in front of him. He unconsciously wanted to please her and was afraid that she would not accept or be angry.

It seems that his central points revolve around her.

"Even the dress my brother ordered for me, you have to step in?"

Han Muzi looked up and looked at him.

Night Tingchen was stunned. Seeing her questioning eyes, he was a little flustered. Thin lips unconsciously opened his mouth: "don't you like it?"

Before she could speak again, yetingchen said again, "then I won't do it in the future, or I'll ask you what you mean before I do it?"

"Yetingchen, when did you become so humble?" Han Muzi finally couldn't help yelling, "I'd rather you treat me like before, a second married woman, and treat me as a woman who loves vanity and has only money in her eyes."

A burst of melodious music suddenly sounded, especially clear and smooth in the quiet dressing room.

After listening, Han Muzi recognized that it was a melodious ensemble suitable for dancing.

His hand was held, and yetingchen's hand was wrapped around her waist. His voice was hoarse: "it's a waste to wear so well and not dance a song, don't you think?"

The music continued to ring without stopping, and all this was obviously prepared by yetingchen.

But the music won't ring by itself. It can be seen that there are people he bought.

Han Muzi pursed her lips. When she wanted to refuse him, she had been dancing with him.

At first she wanted to refuse, but yetingchen's eyes seemed to have magic, so she gradually lost her resistance, and then followed his steps with the beat of the melody.

Han Muzi thought, maybe at this moment, she might forget the past.

Only... This moment.