Dirty Games

Looking at them from afar, the mood is very complicated.

She still remembers that Jing Xiaomeng was so fond of Qin junran that she would follow him wherever he was.

If Qin junran had not gone abroad and had not been engaged to someone else, which would have made her sad, desperate and disheartened, she would not have been associated with Zhao Songbai, let alone married Lu Haoyang.

Fate is very wonderful, but also very fragile, once missed, may be a lifetime of regret.

She and Fang Xiaomo are destined to be separated and can only be friends in this life.

She is too ordinary, ordinary figure, ordinary appearance, ordinary life experience, even hair quality is ordinary.

In front of him, she is like a nameless grass, not very impressive, the only thing she can hope is to be a little assistant like this and stay by his side in silence.

Fang Xiaomo sipped a sip of champagne, turned his head and looked at her, "ninth day, do you want to dance?"

"Ah?" She was stunned, thinking that she had heard wrong.

"Do you want to dance?" Fang Xiaomo, with a charming smile, repeated.

At this moment, she heard clearly, her heart suddenly quickened, like a deer bumping around.

"I I can't dance. "

"I can teach you." His voice was deep and gentle, like the evening wind.

She felt dizzy, and the whole world became unreal.

Before she could answer, Fang Xiaomo took her hand and took her to the dance floor.

"I I really can't dance She was a little flustered, a little nervous, a blushing face, and her tongue was tied.

"Never mind. I'll teach you." Fang Xiaomo said with a smile.

"But I I'm afraid of stepping on your feet. " Before she could speak, her messy toes were on his shoes.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry. " She's sorry and embarrassed.

"It's OK. Follow my steps. Don't panic. You're so smart that you'll learn it. " Fang Xiaomo's magnetic voice has the power of bewitching.

She lowered her head and gazed at her toes for fear of stepping on his feet again.

Fang Xiaomo looked at her with an indescribable glimmer in her eyes. "On the ninth day of junior high school, this dress is very suitable for you."

"It's because I bought this dress that I met your cousin's lover." She said in a very low voice, her eyes were always staring at the steps, not daring to lift them up.

"Are you going to look at your feet all the time?" His deep whisper from the throat, sexy. This voice can make a woman shudder with excitement, make her want to promise him anything, let her want to do anything to please him.

"Look, you can't jump wrong." Her voice was as low as a mosquito.

His big hand held her little hand, and the smooth skin rubbed her. A fire like feeling spread over her small arm, penetrated into her skin pores, reached her blood vessels, and then ran in her blood vessels, trying to ignite every trace of passion in her body.

She felt that she suddenly had a heart attack. Her heart beat fast and her pulse was disordered. Even if she took a deep breath, she could not calm her heart and stabilize her pulse.

Fang Xiaomo buckled up the tip of her chin and raised her head. "You should look at me. My face looks better than my feet."

She trembled slightly, as if struck by an electric current, which made her knees tremble and dizzy, as if she had just drunk too much champagne.

"Your face is pretty, but mine is ugly." She said with a look of humility.

"Fool, you are never ugly. You should have more confidence in yourself." Fang Xiaomo raised her hand and lifted the broken hair in front of her forehead.

The ninth day of junior high school felt that he was comforting herself. She knew how much she had.

She is different from Jing Xiaomeng. Jing Xiaomeng is a clown. Once she recovers her true colors, she will be brilliant. But she is really ugly, no matter how change, can not become a white swan.

"Thank you for comforting me, little brother."

"I'm not comforting you. People's appearance is not important. No matter how beautiful people are, they will grow old and ugly. Quality and temperament are the most important Fang Xiaomo said.

Nine corners of the mouth raised, showing a faint smile.

If there is no beauty, it can only be made up by temperament.

She is very clear that this is a world of looking at the face. Although everyone says that the heart is more important than the appearance, she is always attracted by the gorgeous appearance and always judge people by their appearance.

Beautiful people are more likely to succeed both socially and professionally.

Unfortunately, she can neither make-up, nor dress up, nor know how to wear. It is impossible for her to gain points by the day after tomorrow.

"Brother Xiaomo, do you have a girlfriend?" Her voice was like lip language.

But Fang Xiaomo was close enough to hear.

"You're my assistant. You're with me every day. Don't you know if I have a girlfriend?" Fang Xiaomo's thin lips opened a humorous arc of laughter.

"I'm not with you every day. I'm just going to your place after work and on weekends." She corrected solemnly."I'm in the office five days a week, like someone with a girlfriend?" Fang Xiaomo said with a smile.

"Your fans are over 100 million. Why not choose a good girl to associate with? You used to have a lot of girlfriends She peeked at him through her eyelashes.

"You said it used to be a long time ago. Now I don't want to choose a girlfriend. I just want to choose a wife, but I haven't met a suitable one yet." Fang Xiaomo slightly retracted the corners of his mouth, and there was a tinge of calm and awe on his face.

Obviously, he's not joking.

"The girl who can marry Xiaomo must be the luckiest girl in the world." She mumbled.

She knew very well that this person would never be her.

Fang Xiaomo took a dim look at her, "what about you, do you have a boyfriend?"

"I work part-time with you five days a week. How can I have a boyfriend?" She laughed.

"It seems that I delayed you and occupied your love time." Fang Xiaomo raises her eyebrows.

"No, I didn't mean that." She shook her head hard. "I didn't want to have a boyfriend."

"Do you have anyone you like?" Fang Xiaomo suddenly said this sentence, which scared her a lot.

She had, of course, he was. She liked him since she was in high school.

However, this is a secret that needs to rot in the stomach.

It can't be said for a lifetime.

Because she doesn't deserve him.

"No No She stammered.

Fang Xiaomo's tea brown eyes twinkled in the light, "have you ever had a boyfriend before?"

"No She shook her head.

"Are you not afraid to be left behind?" He crooked the corner of his mouth, half smiling.

"I I didn't want to get married. " She said in a low voice.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because I know I can't marry the person I like, and I don't want to find someone to make a living, so I won't marry." She said lightly.

They did not know, outside the dance floor, a pair of eyes have been staring at them, for a long time, did not blink.

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