Abstinence President, Please let me go !

She sat quietly in time, and he stood behind her in silence.

She was listening to his story in another world.

And he watched her in silence.

For a long time, she listened to each word and put her mobile phone down.

"Mr. king, I think I should go back!"

"Just a moment. Dinner will be ready in a minute."

She didn't want to brush his mind. She waited silently and quietly.

More than ten minutes later, he came to invite her to dinner.

"I'm not good at cooking. Please forgive me."

After sitting down, she smelled the smell of the meal.

Floating in the tip of the nose, are once familiar with the smell of home.

The man thoughtfully divided the food and put it on her plate.

"Try it. This is steamed spareribs..."

He tapped the plate with his chopsticks.

She neatly clipped a piece of spareribs and put it in her mouth. It was a familiar hometown flavor.

Although it's very good in Australia, we can't eat authentic home food. Murong family also has cooks.

But after living in Australia for such a long time, their eating habits are westernized, and traditional Chinese food can not be found.

At this time, ye mianmianmian ate this familiar dish, she was very moved.

This day was the most satisfying meal for her.

"Here, to celebrate our cooperation, have a drink!"

He poured a glass of red wine and handed it to her.

She was holding a glass of red wine in her hands, smiling and facing him.

"OK, come on..."

She took a sip in the soft clink of the glass.

It is a good red wine, with the aroma of grapes, sweet with mellow fragrance, in memory, seems to have drunk.

She did not like drinking people, but was also attracted by the aroma of the wine, and unconsciously took a small sip.

"What does Mr. king do?"

She chatted casually.

His words were so few that he seemed indifferent to anything. He gave an understatement.

Maybe it's because he's drunk. Maybe it's because he's playing music.

She didn't hear what he was saying and forgot what he said.

"Do you like this dish?"

"Good, it's my favorite taste!"

"This steamed fish, hot and sour shredded Potatoes..."

On the table, he gently counted, about seven or eight dishes.

Every dish tastes authentic.

"I didn't expect that Mr. king was so good at cooking? Is Mr. king a restaurant

She asked curiously. She liked every dish, especially the bowl of fish ball soup. She had not eaten such delicious fish balls for a long time.

"I didn't make them. I reserved them at the hotel. All I did was heat them up."

"Poof, I'll tell you how Mr. king can cook so many dishes in such a short time."

"If you like it!"

"Thank you for doing so much for me. Here, I'd like to offer you my respect..."

This day, ye mianmianmian had a good time. She clinked a cup with him again.

This time, she still drank all the wine in the glass.

This meal is very slow.

With him, she has no strange feeling.

For a long time, he asked her, "did you have a good time in Australia?"

This seemed to have reached her heart.

No one has cared so much about her for a long time.

She hesitated for a moment! If I can be with my son, I feel happy

"Oh, then, what is your relationship with master Murong?"

She burst out laughing. "Why does Mr. King care about this kind of privacy?"

This doesn't seem to be a business partner's concern.

For her doubts, he seemed to realize his own inappropriate, and immediately adjusted his mood.

"I'm just curious. After all, a woman as beautiful as Miss ye should have no difficulty in feeling."

She felt the man's temptation.

He put down his glass and said, "Mr. king, it's a little late. I should go back."

"The moon is beautiful tonight; otherwise, let's have a dance first! I know it's a bit abrupt, but I'm out of hope. "

His voice sounds very sexy, but somehow it looks like Mu Hanchuan.

At this time, her drunkenness is a little hazy.

In the heart unexpectedly still thinks about that, knows clearly cannot love, actually also wants to be close to the man.

Because of the resemblance, she had some affection for him.

"Good!"

She didn't turn him down."Come to the living room!"

He took her by the hand and walked into the living room and turned the music up a little.

In the music of the saxophone, she gave him her hand, one hand around her waist, the other gently holding her hand.

In the rhythm with her gently spin.

In fact, at the night party of the Murong family, he observed in the dark corner for a long time, and he always wanted to find a chance to dance with her.

Especially when I saw her sitting quietly in the corner, the feeling was very obvious.

Unfortunately, at that time, he didn't want to appear in front of the Murong family, so he could only sit quietly in the corner and look at her quietly.

Later, it was not until she walked quietly to the back garden that he quietly followed her.

He just wanted to give her some spiritual support when she was not happy.

Because, apart from that, he couldn't do anything.

In the music, she gently moves her feet, the movement is to accelerate the blood circulation, her body alcohol also began to work.

She's slightly fumigated.

His chest fell to his heart.

He hugged her gently and danced for a while, and he felt her feet falter.

Under the light, her cheeks turned red, and sweat flowed down her forehead.

"What's the matter? Are you not feeling well? "

He was still holding her gently, but the rhythm was much slower.

"No, maybe I'm a little drunk..."

"Come and have a rest!"

He helped her to sit down on the sofa.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a good drink. I make you laugh."

In fact, she didn't drink much, just two small cups. If she liked it, she would like to drink another cup. The taste of the wine was really good.

"It's OK. In fact, sometimes I'm in a bad mood. If I drink two cups, I feel very comfortable..."

She lay on the soft sofa, her head on the back of the soft sofa, listening to the music quietly.

In fact, it's not hard. The feeling of micro fumigation is still very comfortable, just like walking in the clouds, and it's like having wings and can float at any time.

The man was sitting next to her, and she could feel his breath, the strong masculinity that came out of him.

There was such a trance moment, she had an impulse to get close to him.