Evil President 【End】

Staring at the woman who looked like a fairy, Zhixing kept hinting to himself, she is an actor, she is an actor!She is an actor who plays with Jie!

If she doesn't, it's hard for her to guarantee that she won't scratch her face with a fork.

Yan Shengjie was surrounded by several congressmen, blocking the sight of Zhixing chasing.

"This is a welcome reception specially prepared by these members of Congress for the Prince of Oman." Qing said unhurriedly, "The higher authorities attach great importance to this cooperation, and will do their best to facilitate it at any cost."

Zhixing heard his implication clearly, and she yawned lazily, "I don't understand your politics, and I'm not interested in participating."

Qing looked back and smiled, "It's enough for you to understand him."

Zhixing put on a half-smile, stretched out his finger, and made a gesture to poke his wound again.Qing's complexion changed, he subconsciously protected his arm, and his voice was tense, "How dare you!"

Unexpectedly, Zhixing just stretched out her beautiful hand and admired it wantonly.

Qing's face darkened again, and he glared at her, "I suddenly felt that the former Ah Ying was much cuter!"

"Hehe," Zhixing laughed, and this time he stretched out his hand to touch his cold handsome face, "I think you are much cuter now!"

On the opposite side, surrounded by everyone, the dazzling man raised his long eyes unhurriedly, and happened to see this scene.The air suddenly dropped, forming a cold air that gathered around, and the bottom of the eyes was covered with frost, which was unpredictable.

"Hehe, Prince Lannon can choose the United States for his first visit, we really..." Before the people next to him finished speaking, Yan Shengjie suddenly gave him the cup in his hand, passed the crowd, and strode towards the opposite side go.

"Z! Where are you going?" Ji'er was angry and impatient, her fair complexion was a little flushed, and she watched Yan Shengjie walk up to Zhixing.

I felt the strange airflow behind me, as if a powerful aura suddenly appeared!Zhixing turned around unconsciously, and saw the godlike man standing in front of her at a glance.She widened her eyes, "Jie...uh no, Your Highness, you..."

At this time, the music sounded in the hall, Yan Shengjie strangled her wrist without saying a word, and dragged her onto the dance floor.Zhixing followed him passively, and the attention from all around made her frown nervously.

His fingers gently rubbed her wrist, touched the two scars that had faded, and squeezed her tightly again, so tight that she was in pain, but the pain was so sweet.

Ignoring the surprised or horrified gazes around him, Yan Shengjie put his arms around her waist and led her around in dance steps.Suddenly getting so close to him, Zhi Xing's heartbeat speeded up, like a little girl who just met her first love, she lowered her head, shy and afraid to look at him.

There was a low, lazy laugh above his head, followed by a sigh, and his magnetic voice rang in his ears, "Cat, I miss you so much."

I really want to.

Since he woke up, he has been thinking about it, and his heartache is unbearable.

The surrounding lights gradually dimmed, turning into a very soft halo yellow.The person in his arms had no voice, but he could clearly feel her trembling slightly, and couldn't help but hug her tightly again.

No longer caring about how many pairs of eyes are there, how many people with ulterior motives, and what kind of conspiracy is waiting for them, she just wants to cry, and wants to cry in his arms!

Thinking about it, I did it.

Zhixing reached out and hugged his waist tightly, and pressed his face against his chest, not caring what high-end handmade clothes his clothes were, tears and snot were all wiped on them!

He lowered his head and smiled, that kind of pampering and indulgent smile, envious of many people.

"Jay, I'm sorry."

Hearing her three words with a strong nasal voice, he raised his brows, and his tone was cold and cold, "Did you provoke other male cats?"

Zhixing raised his head, stared at him with red eyes, then shook his head, and buried his face in his chest again, "I shouldn't have forced you to swear like that, now, I know, I was really selfish at the time !" She smiled wryly, tears turned into pearls, "So, God punished me. But it's okay, it's only been five years..."

He didn't speak, but stopped, staring at her with evil and alluring eyes, without a single gap, they were full of her.

Gently, he wiped away the tears on her cheeks with his fingertips.

Everyone watched in shock as the mysterious Oman prince left behind the real princess and comforted a crying oriental woman in public!From time to time, someone turned their eyes to Ji'er, and she stood there stiffly, embarrassed and at a loss.Holding the skirt tightly with both hands, biting her lip, she was so wronged that tears were about to fall.

Cooler and Mike stood in the corner. Seeing this scene, Mike smiled and raised his glass, "You're right, this woman is the trump card."

Kooler smiled and clinked glasses with him.

Qing retracted his gaze, stood outside the arena, reached out and adjusted the intercom in his ear, "Listen, cheer me up, not a single mosquito is allowed to come in tonight!"

Yan Shengjie looked around with his light eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly.

He hugged Zhixing, and danced leisurely and leisurely, as if enjoying himself.Somewhat ironically, their conversation is the safest in such a large crowd.

At this time, he suddenly said, "That kid named Yan Che, is he disobedient?"

Zhixing was startled for a moment, raised his teary face, and then burst out laughing, "That kid named Yan Che, just like his father, has a weird temper."

Yan Shengjie frowned slightly, pinched her chin quickly, and looked around, "Does he like to scratch your face?"

Zhixing was a little dumbfounded, "Xiao Che is very good, he loves me very much, although he is only four years old, he seems to be able to take care of others."

Yan Shengjie blinked his long and narrow eyes, and a trace of relief flashed into his pupils.Holding her hand, he has been stroking the scar on her wrist, gently, with his heartache.

At the end of the song, the lights in the hall became very bright again.

Zhixing reluctantly raised her head from his arms, as if hearing the 12 o'clock clock, she had to return to reality, replay her role well, from his princess to everyone's Cinderella.

There was obvious reluctance in her eyes, but she tried hard to put a smile on her lips.

He frowned.

She took a few steps back, acted very flattered, and said loudly, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Just as he was about to turn around, his wrist tightened.

Zhixing turned around in disbelief, facing his arrogance, "You..."

He proudly said, "I said, this dance is not over yet!"

Amid the low exclamation all around, he turned his head and looked at Kuhler provocatively. The latter smiled and motioned for the band to continue playing.