I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

It's ballroom dancing.

Jiang Chacha had just put her hand on his arm when she heard this sentence.

She looked up in shock.

She really couldn't imagine that Bian Jichen would ask such a question.

what does he mean.

Jiang Chacha thought for a moment, then said, "What do I care about?"

But looking into his eyes, it was still like looking into the dark blue ocean.

However, it was still a sad moment in my heart.

The hand that had just been placed on his arm was retracted by her again.

She thought for a while, and said, "You don't have to force it too much. Otherwise, you can find a man to change it. I think other men will readily accept it."

Bian Jichen avoided this topic inexplicably, his eyes never moved an inch from her face.

"How are you?"

Jiang Chacha's heart was almost swallowed by sour water.

She always thought there was something wrong with him.

Ask her how she is doing and what she wants to do?
what does he mean.

A while ago, he said he liked her, but fell in love with someone else in a blink of an eye?What is he?
Jiang Chacha avoided the important ones, with a cold face, "It's okay, thank you for your concern."

She turned her head and looked for Liu Qiang in the crowd.

Then she saw Liu Qiang standing next to her friend, glanced at them leisurely, and continued chatting with her friend.

Ginger tea:?

No, is his girlfriend so big-hearted?
Or is there something wrong with her thinking, is this behavior nothing at all?Is she too fussy? ?
Jiang Chacha brainstormed, and she was dumbfounded.

Seeing Bian Jichen's calm and dignified expression, Jiang Chacha snorted coldly, heh, he doesn't mind, what does she mind?
In order not to make him feel that she is avoiding something with a guilty conscience!
She put her hand on his arm, even through the stiff suit fabric, but still touched his body, so Jiang Chacha became nervous.

But on the other hand, her self-esteem was still at work, even if she danced with him, she didn't have any expression on her face.

The violinist was playing a beautiful piece of music, and her pearly high-heeled shoes advanced one after another, and when he put on his leather shoes, her thin white ankles and his suit pants exuded an abstinent and ambiguous taste.

With the movement, her gorgeous skirt covered the flickering lights of the banquet.

The man's hand was on top of her waist, and he was supporting her in a virtual way. Considering being a gentleman and having a girlfriend, he didn't actually touch her.

Jiang Chacha was jumping bravely, many people's eyes were on their side, but she just wanted to run away, really wanted to run away! ! !

The music suddenly speeds up.

At this moment, the man's warm hand came up to him suddenly.Her skin was pressed against the thin fabric of the skirt, hot, and her breathing was slightly disordered, but his face was always restrained, like magma wrapped under the cold deep ice, Jiang Chacha's heart itched when he saw his restrained and indifferent face .

Such a person is like poison.

Seeing such a face, a normal person would be distracted, so Jiang Chacha was in a trance.

Jiang Chacha's body froze.

What is he doing? ! ! ! ! !
But at this moment, following the rhythm of the music, the man's body suddenly moved towards him, and the sound of his breathing suddenly approached. The bridge of his nose almost touched hers. For a moment, the lights above his head gathered towards him.

"A few days ago, when I was at school, I always felt that someone was following me."

Ginger tea:...

Her heart went up.

She didn't change her face, she looked innocent, "What? Following you?"

"Who? So boring?"

"It can't be a perverted female fan who likes you?"

It's not that he doesn't know his popularity.

After she finished speaking, she looked up at him again, her heart flustered like a numbness, her appearance like a dog, "Then you are quite dangerous, you should pay attention to safety recently."

Damn, she was really afraid that Bian Jichen would find out that this person was her! !

Then does she still want to save face? ? ? ?
He should, didn't know that this person was her...

Bian Jichen lowered his eyes, stared at her for a long time, finally pulled his lips, and said softly, "I hope I'm not a pervert."

"I hope she likes me."

He seemed to say this again in a low voice, but he couldn't hear clearly, wondering if she heard it wrong.

She became suspicious again.

But when he looked up again, his upper body had already retreated.

And that hand, like a soldering iron, was beside her soft waist, seeming to be close, ambiguous, and restrained.