Dancing is the most common way of communication in Western social interaction, especially the most popular way of communication when men and women collude.

Its advantage is that it can not only quickly narrow the physical distance between the two parties, but also naturally overcome some obstacles or levels.

In an already ambiguous posture, where the hand can be placed, or where you are allowed to place, whether it is a normal part or a casual part, it can intuitively show whether the attitude of both parties towards this relationship is a normal social interaction, or whether it is above AUO, and not full of lovers, or whether it is retelling you the slogan of a well-known sports brand, "just\do\it".

Feng Yiping knew very well that after this, he was willing to refuse the development of the next thing, but with his eloquent and eloquent ability, it was difficult to express such words.

He quickly wiped his mouth, tidied up his clothes, and bowed to the gift, "Beautiful lady, can I invite you to dance?"

As I said, since this matter must be done no matter what, then naturally, men should take the initiative.

Mayer smiled and nodded and stretched out his hand at Feng Yiping. It was not easy. Although he was most likely forced out by himself, he was at least not active.

The two of them followed the music and jumped by the table for a few steps. Mayer's hand hung around Feng Yiping's neck, and he just looked at him without saying a word.

Feng Yiping, who tried to put his hands on her waist as well as possible, looked at her for a moment, then asked with a smile, "What's wrong, is there a flower on my face?"

Mayer didn't smile as much as he imagined, "In my previous career, I have never had such a time. I was so looking forward to such a moment with a opposite sex, and I have been looking forward to it for a long time,"

This is really not a way to raise your own value. With Mayer's conditions, it should be the opposite sex, not her, looking forward to such a moment.

"What I can't imagine is that I'm so satisfied at this moment, even so satisfied that I wonder if this moment is true."

"Is this because I've been waiting for it for too long, and this moment comes too late, or is it that I met the person who makes me want to be stupid?"

"I don't want to think about it, I just want to cherish and possess this moment," she tiptoed, her red lips getting closer and closer to Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping felt that if they did not do anything decisively at this time, then the furniture they would sit on next is mostly not chairs, but what they wanted to enjoy would definitely not be delicious food.

He turned his head and bent over, and then picked up Mayer. Mayer's eyes suddenly showed unbelievable surprise, but the next moment, he felt a little depressed. This was not the direction of the bedroom.

Feng Yiping hugged her and came to the sofa by the window. Then, he found that it seemed that there was no difference. Mayer didn't think about getting off him - yes, she sat on him.

And because she hugged her neck, the two of them soon encountered each other's lips.

Mayer's kiss was obviously poured into her long-term expectations. As a man, Feng Yiping enjoyed it both sensoryly and mentally, but he didn't know how long he could stay awake or rational under such circumstances.

He struggled to lift Mayer away and said gasping, "Mayer, wait, wait, I have something to say to you,"

"I know what you want to say, no, this is not the time to say those words," said Mayer, with a red face and blurred eyes, reaching out to touch Feng Yiping's belt.

Can you defend against the top and the bottom?

So, many times, it seems that our instinct is our instinct to attack the enemy without any preparation.

Feng Yiping quickly pressed her hand, "Listen to me first, okay?"

"I don't want to hear those uninnovative words," Mayer suddenly regretted some of his arrangements tonight. Why should he wear formal clothes? Isn't it good to wear loose home clothes at home?

This damn belt, this damn Armani!

Feng Yiping took a breath, gritted his teeth, turned over, pressed Mayer on the sofa, and held her hands with both hands, "Listen to me first, okay?"

But he soon discovered that this posture was even more embarrassing. Mayer, who had been practicing ballet since childhood, had a very soft figure.

Her control over every part of her body is far more than Feng Yiping, who only focuses on not letting her abdominal muscles grow together.

In such an environment, to be honest, facing Mayer who never gives up, Feng Yiping always worried that he might fall in the next moment.

Oh, what a fall, can you really treat yourself as a little prince?

He was worried that he might really become proactive in the next moment.

Just when his body was so hard that he could not control himself, he finally found a relatively safest position: he held Mayer's hand and sat on the sofa with her tightly held her.

Of course, the offensive and defensive battle continued. He kept shrinking back, and Mayer kept sitting back - at this time, don't think about getting out of physical contact, it would be great if you could do this.

"Let me go, why do you do this? Have you forgotten your promise? Don't you know your status?"

"Meyer, listen to me," Feng Yiping was so tired, or very depressed, and was breathless when he spoke.

"You must also understand that you are the dream of many men, and I am no exception. There is no doubt that you are the kind of woman who makes many people dream of you when you are seventeen or eighteen years old. When you are in your twenties, there must be many people who want to marry you into your house."

"The praise is quite innovative, this is a reward," Mayer turned around and kissed Feng Yiping in the face with some difficulty, "But what?"

"No, I am really honored to be favored by you,"

Mayer still repeated the previous sentence, "But what?"

Feng Yiping laughed silently, yes, after all, I still have to say, "I think you should understand that the cultural differences between us lead to differences in our understanding of some things."

"Please, I don't think that your cultural traditions are to suppress your nature," she sat back again, and Feng Yiping hurriedly retreated a little further.

"I'm not unaware of China, nor have I been in contact with Chinese people other than you, so I understand very well that at least the difference you think does not exist,"

What she said is true.

With the progress of reform and opening up, our ancient and traditional country has really experienced a strong westward trend in many ways. Regarding his insistence and Mayer denies this difference, on average, does not exist.

In this regard, objectively speaking, we have even overtaken on the straight, which is really no worse than the United States, which advocates openness and freedom.

Including Feng Yiping, not to mention the traditional domestic experience, but also based on American concepts, how could he be a good man?

Moreover, the development in this regard also has our characteristics. In this regard, the United States, which pursues equality between men and women, can still achieve relatively purer results.

However, in China where the call for equality between men and women is getting louder, most women, psychologically or subconsciously, still feel that they are a disadvantaged group and the party at the disadvantage, so many will seek compensation, so it is mostly difficult to be pure.

If, in China, Feng Yiping wanted to stay alert in front of the beauties who took the initiative to throw themselves into their arms and worry about their motives, but in the United States, there are indeed fewer concerns in this regard, but for Mayer, it does not exist at all.

If you ask for financial compensation to her, it will be an insult to her.

"Or, Feng, you answer me a question honestly," Mayer turned back, "Let me go, I'll ask in your eyes,"

"You don't need to look into my eyes," Feng Yiping let go of her and lifted her dress up. "Yes, of course I have feelings for you, of course I like you, of course I don't want to reject you,"

"I believe you can clearly feel that tonight, I really used up all my perseverance,"

Feng Yiping leaned against the sofa with some exhaustion, reached out to loosen his tie, and took a few breaths loudly.

"Wait," Mayer ran over and fetched two glasses of water.

"Thanks,"

Now both of them really need to rehydrate and drink a little water to calm themselves down.

"So, what I don't understand is, why do you do this?" Mayer quickly put the water cup aside, "Why should I refuse me?"

"Feng, what else do you want me to do?"

Looking at the strong woman in front of this person, the water vapor in her eyes at this moment, Feng Yiping quickly took out the bag towel, "No, it's all because of me,"

"You know very well that you are a girl that people cannot refuse, and I can't resist it. The reason I did this is because I have had no choice but to do it," Feng Yiping said with a wry smile.

"You know the most about my situation. It is a bit headache, but what's even more headache is that it's not that I'm arrogant. Of course, I think you are not unfamiliar with this situation. I know very well that there are some girls around me who are always thinking about me silently and waiting for me silently."

"For example, your ceo, that King," Mayer asked.

"Yes," Feng Yiping nodded, "I can't let her down, and therefore I never know how to deal with her relationship with her."

Feng Yiping wants Jin Ling to be happy, but if Jin Ling is with her, she will definitely not be happy in the traditional sense. Because of her family background, this may also break up with her family.

"I know, I've never been a good man, but at the same time, I'm trying hard not to make myself worse,"

"While I'm not a good man, I'm really very conflicted with a very traditional man. I'll be responsible for the women I accept - you see, this is the difference in our culture. I know, you don't have to be responsible, but I'm responsible for you,"

"The main thing is that you hope that I will be responsible for you from now on, and will not be rude to other men, right?" Mayer said with a sneer, "I think you are not tradition."

Feng Yiping lowered his head, "Yes, I know I am selfish. I can't be consistent with you, but I ask you to do this to me. But I think I can't change this, so I want to explain these words first."

"This is one aspect, and another reason is that I am really worried. After accepting you, I am worried that I will not be able to control myself and will not reject other people."

Sometimes, Feng Yiping faced this personal problem that made him feel a little overwhelmed, and had never thought about it. No matter how many years, he would cook the raw rice first.

But the biggest possibility of doing so is that it cannot end completely.

After all, he couldn't loudly promote himself as a non-marriager and constantly change his girlfriend. He knew that he was not a good man in the traditional and general sense, but he was not as shameless as that.

This is not because he was set up by his own personality, it is because he really can't pass his own level.

"So, why are you worried that after accepting me, you will not be able to control yourself, instead of Ma Ling, or, that person you have only held hands until now, but you have always liked him, and she obviously liked your little girl?"

"It is precisely because it has not been handled well that it has become the current situation,"

At first, he was naturally waiting for Zhang Yan, but later, he failed to successfully reject Huang Jingping, and later, because of his unprofessionality, he and Ma Ling could no longer be separated...

"I don't want more people to feel pain. I just want more people to feel happy, especially girls like you who deserve happiness,"

"I know what happiness I want is like," Mayer touched his forehead. "I will try to think about why you say these words, but that's another matter,"

"The top priority tonight should be to fulfill your commitment to me first. As for other issues, we have a lot of time and wisdom to consider in the future, right?"

Feng Yiping was stunned "..."

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Chapter completed!