Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

Lin Anyue didn't react yet. She still stretched out her hands in embarrassment. She could hear the Snickers of the people next to her without bending her ears.

Her eyes showed consternation. Looking at Leng Shaoxuan's back without looking back, the delicate face was wrinkled together because of anger. It looked frightening, and the eyebrows were wrinkled and tightened.

Damn it!

Then, after finishing her makeup, she quickly went downstairs with her little foreign dress, and then her slender hand took Leng Shaoxuan's arm. Her face was intimate as if she was vowing her sovereignty, but she only had the idea of disgusting Mu Haitang in her heart.

Leng Shaoxuan naturally felt the weight on his arm. I don't know whether it was the clothes. The place where he held his arm was a little uncomfortable. There was no smooth fabric rubbing his skin, which made him uncomfortable.

But there was no color on her face, nor did it stop her movement.

In the middle of the dance floor.

You Qingyin gently held Mu Haitang's waist with one hand, and just put it up slightly. Even if only a few layers of thin fabrics were separated, Mu Haitang didn't feel the temperature on his hand, alienated politeness, and there was no more place.

"It's my pleasure to dance with a beautiful lady like you."

In order to take care of Mu Haitang's pointed high heels, you Qingyin has been slowing down, slightly lowering his body, matching Mu Haitang's height, so that she can easily put it on his shoulder.

Mu Haitang also smiled with a thin crimson color on her face. Crimson eyes added a kind of heterochromatic beauty to her.

You Qingyin suddenly didn't believe what they said. Weariness makeup can't laugh. Isn't this smile also beautiful and moving? The sick face and the crimson cheeks are very beautiful.

"Dancing with Mr. you is also a very enjoyable thing."

The two danced, and then slowly changed their seats, as if they were going to dance on the dance floor again. Mu Haitang, who had been paying attention to his shoes to prevent falling, didn't see Leng Shaoxuan dancing not far away.

Lin Anyue felt something was wrong with Leng Shaoxuan when she first entered the dance floor. Her seat has been changing. Her face has never been low and her vision has never fallen on her.

Even if she looked up, she could only see the straight jaw, looking a little ruthless and cold.

Cold Shaoxuan's fingers were also unconsciously fastened on his hands. The place where his teeth bit his lips seemed to overflow blood.

Looking up at the ruthless side face, she was more unwilling in her eyes. Although she didn't like him, she just regarded him as her neighbor's brother, but it didn't mean that she could accept Leng Shaoxuan's attitude towards her.

Although he has been doting on her, he has never done anything special, as if he really regarded her as his sister. He tried for a few points in the early years and gave up when he didn't have that idea.

She also knew in her heart that he was estranged because of what happened when he was a child.

Thinking of this, Lin Anyue despised the corners of her mouth, some disdain and irony.

When she saw that the kidnapper took out her pistol, her first reaction was to be afraid and prepare to escape. Who knows, she was soft as soon as she stood up and fell on Leng Shaoxuan. She blocked a gun for him by mistake, but then she gained a lot of good points.

Looking at Leng Shaoxuan's green face, there is a serious and steady meaning in her eyebrows and eyes. She is indeed the dream lover of many women, but her heart is not here.