Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 242 Blasphemy (30)

Ning Huai couldn't help but smile, but his boyish look couldn't be suppressed by his suit.

He didn't hide it, "I'm sorry, sister, it's time to wait."

Most of the people smiled kindly, noticing his gaze, and their eyes turned vaguely between the two of them, with a look of understanding on their faces.

Suddenly there was an uninvited guest in front of him. Ning Shaocheng had a smile on his face and acted like a loving father as if nothing had happened. "You kid is doing things outside and you still hide it from home. I haven't seen him for a long time." , let’s go home for a meal tomorrow night.”

Ning Huai sneered and ignored him.

Ning Shaocheng looked a little worried, but because of his guilty conscience, he didn't bother any more and watched him bypass him and leave.

Looking at the eyes of the people around me, I always suspect that they are mocking.

He returned to Mrs. Ning, and everything just now fell into her eyes. She couldn't stay any longer and left the banquet hall alone without caring what others thought.

Ning Shaocheng didn't want to stay and look at the strange looks from others. Those meaningful looks made him feel uncomfortable all over.

The two finally left together.

"Sister, I'm back."

Ning Huai stood in front of Ruan Ruan, leaning down slightly, his straight back slightly bent, and his tall body cast a shadow on her body.

Looking closer, her face was a bit redder than before, her long eyelashes were indescribably moist, and her eyes were also wet, but her expression was still normal.

Sitting upright on the sofa, there is nothing wrong with it.

Ning Huai's eyes turned to the goblet on the table. At some point, another cup of the same liquid was placed next to the empty cup. Only a little bottom was left, and there were faint bubbles in it.

He picked it up and took a sip. The fruity taste was very strong, but it also had a subtle alcoholic taste——

It's fruit wine.With a slightly annoyed look on his face, Ning Huai got a little closer, stared at her and coaxed in a soft voice, "Sister, can I take you home?"

Ruan Ruan's reaction was a little slow and he nodded slowly.

This was her first time trying this feeling, and she had no intention of solving it for the moment.

The white lotus-rooted arms were led around Ning Huai's neck, and the reddish cheeks were pressed against her. The long arms with many veins hooked up the crook of her legs and pressed against the crimson cloth on her body.

She had to keep her eyes open, and in her slightly blurry vision was his clear jaw and slightly raised Adam's apple.The neck has clean lines.

The tie was a little rough. Ning Huai hugged her and left the banquet hall. He explained a few words on his mobile phone and Liang Yiming would handle the follow-up matters.

Ning Huai didn't have a car yet, and now he was holding Ruan Ruan in front of the hotel waiting for the car, feeling a little regretful.

The night wind was cold, Ruan Ruan pressed her forehead against his chest, her arms hung naturally, and his hands pressed on her slender waist and back to support her body.

Perhaps the material of the tie made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she frowned and moved slightly, as if she was nuzzling her coquettishly in his arms.The hand pressing on her waist subconsciously exerted a little force to control her movements.

The soft top of his hair also rubbed against his chin, tickling slightly.

Inadvertently meeting her reddish and wet eyes, his eyes trembled, dark emotions crept into his dark eyes, and his knuckled fingers fell uncontrollably to the back of her head.

The finger bones moved slightly, the hairpin fell to the ground, and the long silver hair poured down.

"Sister, is it okay?" His voice was hoarse and tight. Before she could react, his thin lips touched her slightly wet eyelashes, and the eyelids that touched them seemed to be hot.

so despicable
"What are you doing?"

Something arrogant was about to come out from under the calm skin. He Tianzhou's bewitching face even evoked a smile, and his low-pitched voice revealed a suppressed calm.

(End of this chapter)