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615. The Story of the Little Devil's Long Teeth [26]

Looking at Wu Yuqing who was still talking to Lan Na, Young Master Rong turned around and asked, "Arui, what's wrong with you?"

It’s not surprising to be blind dates, but the strange thing is that you won’t be sure of your relationship and dating after blind dates?

Feng Churui took a sip of champagne and looked a little deeper: "You have also seen that she agrees with the Feng family's daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law in all aspects, and I don't hate her."

I don't hate it, and I can't say I like it.

Anyway, if the elders like it, let them go.

Tang Chao put one hand on his shoulder and smiled frivolously: "Brother, don't, don't learn from me. Marriage is really a joke!"

"Stop talking about me, you can't even protect yourself." Feng Churui pulled away his hand and said coldly.

"Oh, this is a conscience, don't refuse to believe it!"

"Save it yourself and practice it slowly, I don't need it yet."

The secretary who had been dressed up in a dress-up trotted over with an overly long evening dress and came to Young Master Rong with a breath of breath, with a full face full of apology and fear: "Young Master Rong, I'm sorry, I'm late."

God knows how happy she was to be named by Mr. Rong as a female companion to attend the dinner tonight, and even became the object of jealousy in the secretary's room.

After her vanity expanded to the extreme, she started to dress up non-stop as soon as she finished work, and everything from dresses to accessories was spent.

When she came to Young Master Rong excitedly, thinking that after tonight, she would have the opportunity to approach Young Master Rong who was all in power, wealth and handsome appearance that everyone wanted, reality slapped her coldly.

Young Master Rong didn't even raise his eyes and said in a low voice: "Waiting next to me, the dance party began to appear in front of me again."

The enthusiasm was completely poured by a basin of cold water. The secretary's face was a little distorted, but he still endured it secretly and walked to the side and stood alone, waiting for the dance to begin.

When Tang Dynasty saw the secretary's injury, he hit Rong Shao with his shoulder and said, "Hey, it's too ungenius to do this. The little beauties are broken by you."

"I have never claimed that I am a gentleman." Rong Shao said disdainfully: "So what if you hurt it, what does it have to do with me?"

The Tang Dynasty seemed to be swaying, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a lovely man."

"Pull it up!"

"Yan, don't bring such a heartless person."

Rong Shaofeng narrowed his eyes and his voice was low: "I'll say one more thing, would you please send you to Thailand to be a shemale?"

"No, no, no..." Tang Chao kept waving his hands, and he looked at his chest with a worried look, "I don't want to inject any hormones and my chest is full of two big steamed buns!"

At the beginning of the dance party, Mr. Qi's granddaughter danced the first dance, and then the guests began to slowly slide into the dance floor and dance gracefully.

Young Master Rong led the secretary into the dance floor as if he was dealing with it, completely ignoring the secretary's Han Chun's eyes and shy face, and his thoughts had already flown back to Rong Mansion.

Suddenly, the crowd was a little restless for a moment, and Mr. Rong came back to his senses and looked for his eyes.

Suddenly my pupils tightened!

The woman who was wearing a light blue tight evening dress, with her concave and convex figure, with long wavy curly hair like seaweed hanging down lazyly, with exquisite makeup, unparalleled beauty, and a trace of pureness in the national beauty. Who is Luo Anning?
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