Jiaotai, the richest man in the right door

Chapter 92 092: Do you want to watch a movie? (2 more)
"The cat at home is in a hurry, go and coax it."

After Quan Yu finished speaking, he picked up his coat and put it on his arm, turned and walked out of the box.

When the people disappeared at the door, Han Tai reacted a little slowly and asked the people around him: "Mr. Quan still has cats?"

"Cough..." Chi Zhengjun wanted to laugh, but held back, choked on the drink, coughed for a while with his fist pressed against his lips, and looked at Han Tai with a smile: "I just raised him, I'm not familiar with it yet, and I often bite people."

……

At this moment, it was the biting cat—Ms. Ning Guiwan, who was sitting on the private deck and wiping her hair.

After hanging up the phone, she took a shower when she came back.

Wiping it, I remembered the phone call just now.

Quan Yu's phrase 'how did I say it? ', with four or two strokes, she blocked the words behind her.

Businessmen are accustomed to this kind of evasive trick.

Ning Guiwan slandered, and he could even imagine his expression when he said this, leisurely and calm.

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Miss Ning, we have guests." The voice of the housekeeper.

Each room of the first-class cabin has a private deck. Outside the bedroom, it is separated by a row of carved wooden partitions and three sliding glass doors.

Ning Guiwan was afraid that the knock on the door would disturb Li Yang's dormancy, so he quickly answered in a low voice, and trotted to open the door.

I was afraid that the footsteps would be too loud, so I didn't wear shoes.

……

Quan Yu put his hands in his pockets, calmly waiting for the door to open.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, the girl standing inside looked like she had just come out of the bath, her long wet hair fell on her waist and chest, her skin was so tender that water could be squeezed out, her eyes were moist, her coat was not on, and her feet had a pair of jade feet. Stepping on a dark gray carpet.

The lustrous nails are light pink.

Unspeakably cute.

Ning Guiwan was not too surprised to see the people standing outside, on this cruise ship, the only person who could come to her door was the one in front of her.

The smile on his mouth was alienated: "Are you okay?"

Quan Yu's eyes fell on her face, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

It's true that the boss has been working for a long time, and he always shows off his style. Even when inviting a girl to watch a movie, he must be "wanted to see" by others, not "wanted to invite" by himself.

Ning Guiwan's smile gradually grew stronger, elegant and charming: "Can I not want to?"

Quan Yu seemed to have looked at her for a while, then took a step forward, took out his left hand and pressed down a bunch of her raised hair, leaned over, and looked at her with a gesture of accommodating her, "Wait in the private theater on the third floor You, pack up and come here."

Really autocratic.

Looking at the man's slender back, Ning Guiwan couldn't help but slander her again, since she wasn't given a chance to choose, why bother to pretend to ask her if she wanted to?

Her hair was thick and thick, and it took a long time to dry it with a hair dryer. She put on her coat and changed her shoes. It was more than half an hour after she reached the third floor.

There were a lot of people walking along the way, but when we arrived at the theater, there was no one there, except for the staff, there was only a man sitting on the sofa in the rest area drinking coffee, with his coat on the back of the sofa, and the bodyguard guarding the door.

Ning Guiwan is not stupid, she guessed that he was clearing the scene.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Ning Guiwan said so, but there was no apology on his face for being late.

Quan Yu stood up, picked up the coat and shook it, hung it on his left arm, not revealing that her mouth was wrong, bent his right arm, lowered his eyes for a look, and signaled Ning Guiwan to hold him.

It's not that Ning Guiwan didn't hold him back, it's just that the current situation is different from the past.

She didn't move, and Quan Yu was not in a hurry, just waiting for her.

A contest started silently.

The man lowered his head, his brows and eyes were shrouded in shadows, his pupils lost their original color and became pitch black, as deep as the sea.

After all, Ning Guiwan couldn't stand it any longer.

Get close to Quan Yu and wrap his arms around him.

Quan Yu glanced at the catkin on his shirt cuff, the corners of his mouth seemed to turn up, but he didn't see it when he looked carefully, and he still had that calm expression.

He led Ning Guiwan through the dark corridor in a familiar way. On both sides was a projection room door next to the other. There was no one in front or behind, so quiet that the sound of shoes stepping on the carpet could be heard.

After walking to the end, turning another corner, Quan Yucai stopped at the door of the first projection room on the right.

At the same time as he pushed open the door, he pulled out the arm held by Ning Guiwan and took her hand. The auditorium was pitch black, but soon, Quan Yu turned on the lights.

A circle of downlights and two wall lamps embedded in the wall are all lit up, not very bright, but there are many black shadows left on the wall and the ground, half-dark.

In addition to the projection equipment, there is only a double sofa, a coffee table, there are red wine goblets on the coffee table, there are fruit plates, champagne, and cola popcorn...

The door closed, and there was a suffocating silence in the space.

Ning Guiwan felt uncomfortable all over, and couldn't help but put all her thoughts on Quan Yu.

Compared to her, Quan Yu was more at ease and calm. He put the coat in his hand on the armrest of the sofa, sat down, folded his legs, poured a glass of red wine in his hand, did not drink, and looked at Ning Guiwan.

The girl looked at him standing in the half-blind light, her eyebrows and eyes had a different kind of charm.

He looked at Ning Guiwan's embarrassed appearance with great interest, and smiled: "Are you going to stand and watch?"

Just finished speaking, music came out from the stereo, the melody was fast and cheerful, Ning Guiwan looked back at the screen, and recognized that it was an old American movie, Roman Holiday.

The temperature inside the box was much higher than outside, Ning Guiwan took off her red coat, put it on the armrest on the other side of the sofa, and sat down beside Quan Yu.

The sofa is not very long, and there is only a punch distance between the two.

The black and white movie has officially started, Ning Guiwan tried hard to focus on the movie, but to no avail, when Quan Yu's arm was resting on the backrest behind her, all the nerves in her body seemed to be hung by ropes of.

The man's breath seemed to be in her ear, penetrating the sound of the film and falling on her eardrum.

"You chose this?" Ning Guiwan felt that he should say something to break the overly tormenting atmosphere.

Quan Yu looked at her, the three-dimensional facial features looked more handsome under the semi-dark light, the slightly hooked lips were cool and restrained, Ning Guiwan remembered the eagerness of those waitresses who fell on him in the cinema hall just now His eyes, his expression of wanting to look but not daring to look.

"Don't like it?" Quan Yu asked back.

"..." He was obviously asking about movies, but Ning Guiwan had the illusion that he was asking about something else.

"If you don't like it, you can change it to something else." Quan Yu said, getting up.

"Hey! No need to change." Ning Guiwan saw that he was about to go out, so he hurriedly grabbed his wrist. It had already been playing for ten minutes, so if he changed the film, wouldn't it be necessary to start from the beginning?
"I'm just asking casually, this movie is pretty good."

Quan Yu looked down at the wrist that was grabbed by the girl.

Ning Guiwan also realized that she hurriedly retracted her hand.

As soon as he let go, he was caught by Quan Yu.

"It's fine if you like it." The man sat down again, the punch distance was gone, his open suit touched her skirt, and his hand was pressed to her firm chest.

Ning Guiwan was forced to straighten his arms, his palms were as hot as if they were placed on a stove.

　Today is five shifts, one shift is two thousand words, and there are three shifts... Mou Yao overestimated her codeword speed... It's going to die

　　Here are a few monthly tickets to help...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)