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An Bowen didn't say anything. He poured himself another cup of wine and downed it in one gulp. At this moment, his eyes slightly squinted, while his face showed an expression of reminiscence. He had seen too many women, and they had simply taken a fancy to his appearance and identity, because these two points were the greatest temptation for any woman with a desire.

"Miss knows how to drink?" An Bowen leisurely put down his wine cup. To treat such a proud and arrogant woman, one must have enough patience.

"What do you think?" Huo Lian asked in an unhurried manner. There was a trace of gentleness and arrogance in her tone. Her pink-colored face slightly raised, just right in time to meet Amber's gaze. Her bright and clear eyes were like a pool of autumn water, and her black and dense eyelashes slightly curled upwards.

An Bowen's heart slightly trembled. The sensitive nerves in his mind had already begun to stir, slowly spreading to his limbs and bones.

"Drinking with strange men is not a good habit." There was a playful smile on his face.

"We are not strangers. It seems like we have met before? "Sir, don't you remember?" As she said this, a trace of ice-cold killing intent flashed across her face. However, it was quickly concealed by her charming smile.

She sat on his lap, leaned forward slightly, and poured herself a glass of wine. The moment he turned around, the cup's opening was immediately blocked by his slender fingers. A charming smile appeared on his face.

"This wine is too strong. Miss, please don't get drunk." It seemed to be a reminder of goodwill, but it also seemed to be a provocation.

"It's alright, I like strong alcohol." A soft and delicate finger gently brushed away Amber's hand, and four fingers slowly traced the side of the cup. Then, it came close to his mouth and gently kissed the mouth of the cup. After that, she gave a flirtatious look to Ambrose, who met her gaze and felt as if his entire body had been electrocuted.

Huo Lianqing smiled in ridicule. Her arm was already wrapped around Amber's neck as the wine slowly flowed into her mouth. However, her gaze never left Amber's face. What kind of woman was she? An Bowen guessed in his heart. Such a prideful and tempting temptation was something even an experienced and experienced lover like him would find it hard to maintain.

"Just who are you?" he asked as he put his arm around her waist, with a hint of a dazed fascination in his eyes.

"Dulla." Huo Lianqing chuckled as her body slightly trembled. An Bowen slightly frowned. His eyes wantonly searched her face and body. The collar of her dress was opened just right, and there was a vague sense of spring light shining down on her.

"It's still far from midnight." Umbo leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing her earlobe, his face full of an evil smile.

"But you're already standing on the dance floor!" Her voice was icy cold, and the expression on her face was inexplicably strange. Her eyes were staring directly at his face, and her smile was instantly covered up by the dark clouds. An Bowen gently caressed her face, then slowly moved away. His fingers rested on her lips as he breathed heavily on her face.

A powerful aura surged out from his body, instantly devouring all of his thoughts. He only wanted to tightly embrace this seductive woman in front of him. Feeling his aura, a smile slowly blossomed on Huo Lianqing's face. An Bowen removed his hand from her red lips and pressed it to his.

A hand pressed against his chest, preventing him from going any closer. There was only a distance of half a foot between the two of them. Their handsome faces looked down at him from above. His eyes were burning with desire. At this moment, he was like a leopard staring at its prey. The surrounding temperature started to rise slowly, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more ambiguous.

"You don't want to?" His hoarse and low voice was about to reach Huo Lianqing's ears, but his disorderly breathing was already beside hers.

Huo Lianqing suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her tiptoes. She then lightly pecked his lips as if she was a dragonfly touching the water before leaving.

"What do I want you to do?" There was a hint of provocation and ridicule in his tone.

How could Umbo allow the prey that was about to reach his mouth to leave? A pair of large hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist. The two of them tightly pressed against each other, and their breathing was also intertwined.

Just as An Bowen was immersed in his passion and passion, Huo Lianqing suddenly pushed him away. His breath was still unstable, so he asked with a frown on his face and a heavy tone.

"What, regret?"

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I still have some matters to attend to, so I have to leave first." Huo Lianqing revealed an apologetic smile. At the same time, she tidied up her appearance, as well as her dress that had been ruffled by An Bowen. He hesitated for a moment, then smiled.

"Alright, since Miss Huo has matters to attend to, please leave."