Chapter 22 Stunning appearance
Su Qingwu rolled his eyes at him.

Murong Yichen's shiny black Steepunk body reflected her figure.

The blue silk that has been curled in waves is tied with two braids on the shoulders, and the pearl headdress is dotted here and there, giving it a foreign style and a dignified look.

With a little makeup applied, the facial features are three-dimensional and soft, especially the eyes, which are like a pool of spring water, shimmering like stars.

Her slender body was wearing a white dress with a waist that is the most popular nowadays. The afterglow of the setting sun shone warmly on her body, reflecting her delicate face as big as a palm.

Su Qingwu was quite satisfied with the outfit he took out from the space mall.

At this moment, Su Qingwu, who was proud of himself, noticed that someone was staring at her collarbone, with an arrogant face, mocking, and questioned, "Is it fake?"

Su Qingwu held the handbag in front of his chest with a guilty conscience, "Bastard, I want you to take care of it!"

She did have two breast pads in it! ! !
"Hey, pay first!" Su Qingwu said coldly.

Murong Yichen got into the car, took out 500 yuan cash and handed it to her through the window, "Is your outfit not cheap? I'll pay for it!"

Su Qingwu hurriedly put the money into his handbag, as if he was afraid that someone would regret it.

"Get in the car!" Murong Yichen roared arrogantly.

Su Qingwu stared at him and got into the co-pilot.

The man suddenly leaned sideways, his dark eyes were a little darker, carrying a deadly evil.

The clear breath of peppermint filled her nostrils.

Su Qingwu gasped, and said defensively, "What are you doing?"

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He stretched out his long arms to help her fasten her seat belt, with a clear and evil voice, "Remember, sit in my car at the back, and you must fasten your seat belt. I drive very hard, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it! Huh-"

The man blew at her at a close distance again, Su Qingwu raised his hand to hit him, but he grabbed his wrist instead, "Remember, when you get to my house, make a fool of me as much as you want, how ridiculous it is! Ha!"

After speaking, the man left her, started the engine, and flew away.

asshole!flow! ! !Rogue! !Shameless!mean! ! -
As night fell, the Murong Mansion located in the east of Junhai City was brightly lit.

The courtyard in the mansion is a combination of Western gardens and Jiangnan gardens. There are magnificent four-story Western villas in the courtyard.

Today's dance will be held on the first floor of the villa.

When Su Qingwu arrived at Murong Mansion, the courtyard was full of luxury cars of various colors, fragrant cars and BMWs.

Murong Yichen got out of the car, adjusted his tuxedo, bent his arms, and motioned for Su Qingwu to hold his arm.

Su Qingwu did as he did, and the money was collected anyway.

"Third Young Master, you are back, the dance has already started, the master just asked you!" The guards of Murong's family greeted Murong Third Young Master and walked towards the villa.

Su Qingwu followed quietly,
The guard opened the door,
Murong Yichen and Su Qingwu stepped into the ballroom of Murong's house.

The ballroom is bright and spacious, and can accommodate hundreds of people. The chandeliers are complicated and bright.

At this moment, the music stopped abruptly, and everyone turned their heads unconsciously.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Murong Yichen turned his head and whispered in her ear, accompanied by a doting smile.

Su Qingwu remained silent, and was then led into the dance floor by Murong Yichen.

He snapped his fingers towards the band, and the ethereal music hovered gracefully.

Murong Yichen faced her and stretched out his hand to invite her to dance.

A group of guests unconsciously gave way to the dance floor, the crystal lamp in the hall gradually dimmed, and a beam of lavender light shone on Murong Yichen and Su Qingwu.

(End of this chapter)

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