The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 233 The First Prince of the Imperial Court (1)
"What? Have you discovered the invincible charm of this young master and been fascinated?"

Jess obviously also noticed that Su Singer was distracted looking at his face, and he couldn't help feeling a little secretly proud. He had tried to talk to her a few times before but was rejected, and it was inevitable that he would have some feelings of wanting to conquer.

Hearing his teasing with a half-smile, and then being blown by the cold winter wind, the previously suppressed mood seemed to suddenly relax a lot.

Thinking that he was also the direct factor that made her feel better, so Su Singer didn't care about his jokes, and became a little interested, and replied with a smile: "Would you be interested in going to watch the moon?"

Appreciate the moon?

Jess looked up at the dark sky without a ray of light, raised his eyebrows slightly, what an interesting woman.Then, he raised the sexy thin lips of countless women who were holding banknotes and wanted to kiss Fangze, and blew a long whistle: "Do you need someone to accompany you?"

The person in his mouth naturally refers to himself.Su Singer understood, but when he thought about the man's exorbitant appearance fee last time, he still resisted the idea of ​​enjoying the moon with the handsome man, and refused angrily.

"Your price is too expensive, and I'm poor and can't pay the bill."

In fact, Su Singer didn't know him very well. During the time when she was reborn, Yang Min dragged her to the imperial court all day long because she wanted to take her to a familiar place to regain her memory as soon as possible.

And at that time, because of the increased number of visits, he knew Jess.

He is one of the best sons in the imperial court, with beautiful features, cold and arrogant personality, and strong physique, but the appearance fee is so high that she almost bit off her tongue in surprise. Under the strong curiosity, she wanted to spend some money to see this man Mr. Niu Lang, who was so famous, had to die in the end because of his high appearance fee.

I just didn't expect that when Jess was entangled with a female guest once, he accidentally let Su Singer satisfy her curiosity without spending a penny.

Su Singer helped him once by accident, and from then on, Jess would come up to strike up a conversation whenever he saw her, but Su Singer had already met her, satisfied his curiosity, and felt sorry for the money in his pocket. At the same time, don't bother to talk to him anymore.

If Su Xinge hadn't happened to be in a bad mood tonight, and he helped her dispel her depression, Su Xinge would probably be the same, too lazy to talk to him.

"For the sake of our predestined relationship today, can I give you a [-]% discount and let you write an IOU?"

"Sister Price can't afford it even after the discount." Su Singer replied with a smile.

Jess rubbed his upturned chin lightly with his fingers, while controlling the direction, he winked ambiguously at Su Singer in a coquettish and coquettish tone.

"Little Susu, you are too cruel. Do you want me to do a free job? However, if Xiao Susu speaks, you can consider serving me for free for one night because of the fact that you have helped me once. Moreover, Guarantee the quality..." Su Singer's eyebrows twitched: "Jess, are you itchy?"

The woman's clear laughing and cursing voice not only didn't scare Jess a little bit, but made him never feel that his pseudonym would be so nice when it was called out by her. The idea of ​​what red lips taste like.

Although Su Singer was not familiar to him, he was not unfamiliar either. Looking at the woman's bright and rosy cheeks under the dark pupils of the eyes, he suddenly Su Singer helped him get rid of the old woman's eyes. This time, I was forcibly hugged in my arms by the delicate body of a woman with a unique fragrance.

I thought too far, so I quickly took it back, collected myself, and smiled at her again: "That's right, my son will also do good deeds today, so it's free."

Su Singer pursed his lips and smiled in silence. Ten minutes later, their cars stopped in the parking lot of the skyscrapers in West City one after the other.

Su Singer didn't say a word, and glanced at Jess next door who was opening the car door, and then walked straight to the sightseeing elevator at the gate.

The skyscraper is the tallest observation building in Nandu, and it is also the most popular club for the rich in Nandu and the Royal Court. On the top floor, in addition to the super luxurious music disco, there is also a 360-degree viewing platform with a super-view. Everyone who climbs here feels that the neon-sweeping and radiant scenery of the capital is all under their feet.

Thanks to Yang Zheng's romantic cells, Su Singer has been here twice, so it is not impossible to find the north in the dimly lit hall filled with crowds.

He sat down on the sofa chair by the window familiarly, took two glasses of fruit wine from the gold-steel wine rack next to him, and poured them into his mouth under Jess's contemptuous eyes: "Little Susu , you are too condescending, look at the people who come here who drink fruit wine? Come, at least, this is the same."

Su Singer glanced at the signature liquor he was holding like a flame in his bony palm, shook his head spinelessly, frowned slightly, and ignored it.

"Hahahahaha, little Susu, you are so cute." Jess moved his hips to Suzinger's side very rarely, and tilted his head to look at the girl's charming pink cheeks because of the accident. If Su Singer moves half a point, he will kiss him.

Fortunately, Su Singer was also on guard, and quickly stopped someone's lips with two fingers: "Don't call me Xiao Susu, it's a disgusting name, by the way, please stay away from me. "

Jess seemed to have never heard of Su Singer's vicious words, and the blushing lips of the other party's pouting when he was slightly annoyed just now flashed in his mind. Suddenly, his heartbeat seemed to be different.

Su Singer was not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but from the first time he saw her, Jess could not help but want to be close to her heart.

After sprinkling ten cups intermittently, even if it is fruit wine, it is still wine.

Su Singer squeezed from the dance floor back to the seat, already slightly drunk, grabbed the bag next to her, and threw it into the arms of Jess, who was only half a foot away from her: "Here, how much should I pay? Take it for yourself."

Jess's slender handsome eyebrows were slightly startled, and then he gracefully took out a box of exquisitely packaged cigarettes from his pocket, lit them, and whispered in her ear in a hoarse, almost seductive tone: "Little Susu, you Are you sure, do you want to pay me now before doing the complete set?"

(End of this chapter)