fake love

Chapter 36 Game Rules (2)
"You say."

"Looking at the striptease, it's natural to look good in pairs. How can there be no men?"

Fu Ran raised her head, and an unconcealable astonishment burst out of her pupils. In her memory, Mingzheng was such a calm and introverted person. The man she was familiar with couldn't be mixed with these people. Fu Ran's heart stabbed, After cutting it open like this for people's pleasure, none of the two men beside her felt pity.

There was applause from the crowd, and Ming Chengyou guessed that Ming Zheng knew that Fu Ran could not dance, and if he took her with him, he would definitely lose.

Want to see him laugh?

"I have a better one, do you want to hear it?" Ming Chengyou put his arm around Fu Ran's waist, but pushed her out lightly, "During the finals, we will exchange partners, or else we will exchange dancers according to our strengths. , you lose to death."

In this way, in order not to lose face for each other, they will work hard. In the final analysis, it is a match between Ming Chengyou and Fu Ran.

"Chengyou," Fu Ran was in such a whole situation, he couldn't just walk away, "Can I be your dance partner?"

What a joke.

Ming Chengyou raised his hand to pinch her cheek lightly, "Be good, dance well."

After Mingzheng listened, he smiled almost inaudibly, his eyes showed deep meaning, because he had something to do and didn't stay here long, he hurriedly left the scene.

Fu Ran swallowed the words that rushed to her throat. She stared at Ming Chengyou for a while, but she was not very disappointed. People are selfish, but if she really loses face, how much face can Ming Chengyou have?

She actually wanted to tell Ming Chengyou that she could dance, but at this point, she simply shut up and silently accepted the rules of the game.

There were not a few people who participated, the lights in the ballroom were changing, and the stage effect was excellent. Bunches of magnesium lamps passed over the head, and the souls hidden under the flesh and blood of the people were alive.

Ming Chengyou's beautiful peach blossom eyes are narrowed, and he leans on the sofa calmly and calmly like a king. This is his kingdom, the place where he competes to be king, and even if others do their best to avoid it, they can only be reduced to the palm of his hand. of prey.

Kuangzi never played this game. In his words, he knew how much he was.

But the female partner he brought today was an award-winning young dancer in the International Dance Competition. Seeing that Kuang Zi voluntarily withdrew, she was naturally happy to be a judge beside her.

Fu Randuan sat beside Ming Chengyou, the disparity in strength could be seen to the end at a glance, and many of them were amateurs, Ming Chengyou was like her, there was no competition sitting next to him, and he got up and brought the winner only after the winner was confirmed. He raised his female companion's hand, "You have a rest."

The woman's face was flushed, and she squeezed between Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou, "Third Young Master, I heard that you dance well, so you have to take me with you later."

Ming Chengyou smiled and said nothing, and patted the back of the opponent's hand with his palm, playing ambiguously with ease.

The winning man walked towards Fu Ran after joking with others. His voice was mellow, and his rare appearance was also top-notch. "What kind of dance are you good at?"

Ming Chengyou didn't look back, but Fu Ran had already caught a glimpse of the smile on the corner of his mouth. She raised her head to meet the man's expectant eyes, "I'm sorry, I can't dance."

The man showed surprise unabashedly, but after a while, he said with a deep smile, "Sister-in-law, you are really humble."

"I seem to be younger than you." Fu Ran didn't like this title, and didn't give him face verbally.

The man frowned and smiled, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. He couldn't hear the gunpowder in Fu Ran's words, "Anyway, I have to dance to the occasion. I'm so old, but I haven't taken off my clothes in public before."

Fu Ran stared at the wine glass in the man's hand in a daze, Ming Zheng knew she could dance, and he pushed the situation into such an embarrassing situation with one word, why did he think she could win Ming Chengyou?
After resting for about half an hour, Ming Chengyou and his girlfriend got up and walked into the ballroom. Fu Ran is not a hypocritical master, he just danced. Change clothes."

"I'll take you to the locker room."

There are various dance skirts in it, and there are various sizes. After Fu Ran changed her clothes, she walked out of the dressing room. She stood with her back to the wall, separated by a wall. The whistle and passionate music in the dance hall were endless, and there was a black shadow passing over her head. She regained her senses and saw the man leaning on the door frame beside her.

"You don't like this place, do you?"

Fu Ran has a strong defense against strangers, she looked down at the golden dancing shoes on her feet, and did not answer.

"Actually, I don't like it either." The man took out the cigarette case, and the lighter was already in his mouth. He glanced at Fu Ran, and finally put it away. It doesn't matter what you like or hate, you can't get the fine clothes and food you need by pretending to be noble."

Fu Ran raised her head and looked at the man. He was not very old, he was only about 28 years old, his eyes were cold and determined, but he wanted to hold Ming Chengyou with those people, Fu Ran couldn't tell how he felt in his heart.

Look, Sanshao Ming came from a prominent background, and at such a young age, he could even sound like a sister-in-law when she followed her out.

Fu Ran heard the applause coming from inside, it was time to end listening to the music, "Let's go."

Ming Chengyou still wore the same suit when he came here, and he was the only one who could put it away freely without changing his dance clothes. Kuang Zi and others had already celebrated there in advance, and the surrounding women were fascinated by it.

Fu Ran chose a dance skirt with slanted shoulders. The orange color is bright and eye-catching, which is the best color to match the lighting. Ming Chengyou looked around, and it really looked like that.

He took his seat in a leisurely manner, took the wine glass handed by the female companion next to him, and finished the song. At this moment, there were fine beads of sweat on the temples, which made the man's edges and corners more distinct. He narrowed his eyes at Fu Ran's back that was exposed when he turned around. She really dares to show it off, she can't dance, and she just needs to be soft. Could he really let her take off her clothes in public?

A slender hand stretched out from the side, and just now he embraced his dancing female partner to wipe his sweat grandly.

Ming Chengyou waved her hand away, "Go."

Fu Ran chose Cha Cha, which has a cheerful dance tune, but pays attention to the tightness of the dance steps and arm movements. When she slid out and joined the steps, Ming Chengyou's movement of putting the wine glass back on the tea table was suspended in midair, and the noisy dance hall became a mess. There was no sound.Fu Ran's dancing posture is very tense. When she turns around, the tassels dotted around the orange dance skirt are flying. She has a good figure for dancing, and her two white and tight legs are naturally close together. very strong.

(End of this chapter)