you are so nice lady

Chapter 95 That Man Is Huo Shishen

Ning Xiaoman subconsciously slowed down.

Ji Jiamu didn't notice her abnormality, he walked forward with his arms around her waist, and kept persuading her.

After Xiaofu brought the two of them to the door of the box, she reluctantly withdrew.

There was no one around, so Ji Jiamu chattered endlessly about the precautions when he entered the box.

Seeing that she didn't respond at all, he stopped with some dissatisfaction, "Ning Xiaoman, are you listening to me?"

"Ah? Oh." Ning Xiaoman came back to his senses and glanced at him, "Yes, just wait until I don't talk, right?"

Ji Jiamu: "...just don't talk, and I can't expect you to say anything."

Seeing her lost face, he couldn't help pinching her cheek, "Concentrate, why are you in a daze!"

"hiss"

Ning Xiaoman gasped, patted his hand, and subconsciously glanced behind him, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

"Can you keep your hands off?"

It didn't matter that Ji Jiamu had a hot face on his cold butt, he forcibly grabbed her shoulders before entering the door, "If you don't move, don't move. When you go in, stick to me, do you hear me?"

After a few perfunctory words, Ning Xiaoman urged him to go in.

The sound insulation of the box is very good, the corridor is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop on the ground, and you can only know how lively it is when you open the door and enter.

This is not at all like a so-called engagement banquet, more like a bachelor party before marriage.

The two tables were full of young people, both men and women. The dishes on the tables were not touched, and the speakers next to them played hip-hop pop songs, as if they were getting drunk round after round.

And the central figure of the toast was obviously that beautiful woman with curly hair and big waves who was dressed especially sexy and hot.

She was holding the wine bottle in one hand and the wine glass in the other. She was obviously a little drunk, walking around the wine table with light steps, toasting others by herself, and waiting for others to toast.

Ning Xiaoman was a little surprised at the chaotic and noisy scene, and just about to ask Ji Jiamu if he came to the wrong place, when he saw Ji Jiamu's eyes were bottomless when he didn't know where to look.

She had never seen such a complicated and serious expression on his face.

Obviously already sinking in, but as if resisting something, erected a hard fortress for his affection.

She followed Ji Jiamu's line of sight, and when she saw the bright and seductive woman's face turned around, she immediately understood.

That woman is Mu Ziyun.

It turned out that the Mu Ziyun he was talking about was the Mu Ziyun he knew!
With big breasts and thin waist, long legs and white skin, she was almost carved out of the same mold as the women Ji Jiamu had liked over the years.

Ji Jiamu stood at the door and watched for some time, but the butterfly-like Mu Ziyun didn't see him.

It was only after one of her friends said something in her ear that she raised her drunken eyes and glanced at the door.

I don't know if it was Ning Xiaoman's illusion, but at that moment, she felt that Mu Ziyun, who was still a little bit drunk, woke up instantly.

……

"Why didn't you say anything when you came here?"

The woman sat on the sofa, poured a glass of wine for each of them, and stretched out her hand to caress the big waves beside her ears. The charming curve made people unable to move their eyes away.

"I went to the wrong box. I saw you here, so I stopped by to have a look."

Ji Jiamu lied without changing his expression, and subconsciously put the whiskey in front of Ning Xiaoman on his side, "She can't drink."

He obviously cared about the words of maintenance, but his eyes were always on the woman across from him.

Ning Xiaoman lowered his head tactfully, as if he didn't want to get involved.

Mu Ziyun paused for a moment, then laughed out loud, and looked at Ning Xiaoman with great interest, "I know her, and I met her when I came out of the night that day."

She said, putting the goblet on her lips, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth made her look like a naive and charming fairy, "I don't know, it turns out that Young Master Ji just likes married women."

Ji Jiamu's face changed, but he didn't speak.

After a while, he said, "What about you? Are you a married woman now?"

……

This silent confrontation made Ning Xiaoman a little embarrassed.

The aura between the two was complicated and subtle, she couldn't get in, and couldn't get away.

She didn't know that Ji Jiamu's former goddess was Mu Ziyun. If she knew, she would have reminded him long ago. Mu Ziyun already knew that she married Huo Shishen...

She was brought by Ji Jiamu as a shield to make Mu Ziyun unhappy.

But Mu Ziyun knew her identity a long time ago, so naturally he also knew Ji Jiamu's purpose...

The two sat facing each other, Mu Ziyun looked indifferent, and Ji Jiamu looked livid.

Ning Xiaoman couldn't help breaking the deadly silence in a low voice, "That... I want to go to the toilet."

"go alone."

Ji Jiamu threw out the three words a little bluntly, obviously upset that Mu Ziyun was not angry and let himself lose his defense.

Ning Xiaoman also knew that Young Master Ji was in a bad mood right now, so he got up and left without saying anything.

Mu Ziyun stood up behind her, and said with a smile, "Is this your first time here? I'll take you to the bathroom."

Just as Ning Xiaoman was about to say no, Ji Jiamu grabbed Mu Ziyun's wrist with a cold face, and pulled hard, "She's not a fool."

Mu Ziyun struggled a bit, but Ji Jiamu held her tighter, sincerely not wanting her to leave.

The scene fell into a stalemate again.

Ning Xiaoman smiled understandingly at Mu Ziyun, "It's okay, I can find it myself."

Then he left the box without saying a word.

Mu Ziyun threw away Ji Jiamu's hand abruptly, twisted his wrist, with a smile on his face, but a bit of sarcasm, "You just came here without asking if my fiancé is there, you said this If so, how embarrassing would it be?"

Ji Jiamu was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the words "fiance" were particularly harsh.

He smiled suddenly, and reached out to touch her delicate wrist, "Isn't this a coincidence? Muda beauty always has a way to prevent her lover from meeting a man."

Mu Ziyun looked at him and sighed, "Jiamu, I'm getting married."

"So what?" Ji Jiamu sneered, "This is more exciting, isn't it?"

……

After Ning Xiaoman left the box, he subconsciously walked a few steps towards the other end of the corridor.

When she was about to go to the bathroom, she saw a man suddenly come out from another box at the end of the corridor, stand still on the balcony, and took out a cigarette.

That profile...

It was Huo Shishen.

Her heart skipped a beat for an instant, and she froze in place.

Huo Shishen supported the railing of the balcony with one hand, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, unbuttoned a shirt on his chest, and lit the lighter with the other hand.

He took a puff, the smoke was lingering, and his facial features became deeper and three-dimensional under the cover of white mist.

Ning Xiaoman just looked at him like this, as if there was only one man left in the world.

Until, the man raised his eyes slightly and looked over here.

(End of this chapter)