The rich and powerful: Satan's Sweetheart Queen

176 Chapter 176, the eyes of prayer

The light in the room was very dim, and Tong Yao couldn't find Gao Fushuai for a while, so she could only stand aside carefully, hoping that no one would notice her.

Because just now, when Tong Yao stepped into this box, she realized that she was out of place with this place, and finally understood what might happen next.

Tong Yao held her breath and shrunk her body in a dark corner as much as possible. In addition, she was wearing a black evening dress today. I believe no one would find her. Tong Yao comforted herself, smoking the smoke that she tried her best to filter smell the air.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and every second seemed to take a century. Tong Yao finally couldn't help but took a few big gulps of air, but the smell of smoke rushed towards her nose and throat, choking her Tears flowed and did not dare to call out loudly.

Covering his mouth and nose, counting the time to pass, one second, two seconds... 1 minute...

Their voices are loud, laughing, singing, talking nonsense, flattering... There are also faint girls' voices and panting.

Tong Yao's nerves tightened even more, she thought to herself, this is also good, the louder their voices are, the less likely they are to know themselves.

Tong Yao patted her chest lightly, thinking that as long as tonight passes, the 100 million will become her own with the passage of tonight.

"Hey! Young Master Gao, did you bring this girl tonight?" A frivolous voice quickly overwhelmed the noise of the scene.

Everyone began to look for the girl the person mentioned, questioning and noisy, completely breaking Tong Yao's tense heartstrings.

The downlight on the top suddenly landed on Tong Yao. She was wearing a black evening gown with exquisite makeup, and her suddenly dilated pupils had a moist luster, which immediately caught the eyes of the men in the field.

At this time, the lights in the room were dimly lit, and Tong Yao noticed that the people in the field, men and women, with revealing clothes, each had different expressions on their faces.

And Tong Yao saw Gao Fushuai sitting in the middle at a glance, with his legs crossed, holding a transparent goblet in his hand, and slowly sipped the red wine in the glass.

The sudden silence in the field did not interrupt his movements, he raised his eyes to look at Tong Yao, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Tong Yao lowered her eyes, her heart slowly began to sink.

After a long time, she raised her head, but saw the threatening and warning from Gao Fushuai's eyes, Tong Yao's heart tightened, she smiled palely, and walked to Gao Fushuai's side.

When he was one step away from Gao Fushuai, Gao Fushuai seemed to be a little impatient, he pulled Tong Yao over and let her sit on his lap, followed by a rough and wild kiss on Tong Yao's lips .

There was applause for a while, men and women laughed, whistled, and cheered when they touched beer bottles.

A young man sitting next to Gao Fushuai laughed, and said happily in a voice that didn't match his age: "Young Master Gao is Young Young Master Gao, and only Young Young Master Gao can enjoy such a chic girl."

Gao Fushuai raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man, his admiring gaze made the man flatter him: "Young Master Gao, you are the most beautiful girl here, why not..."

The man looked at Tong Yao wretchedly, rubbed his hands, and smiled obsequiously at Gao Fu Shuai: "You guys haven't played with such a chic girl before!"

Tong Yao's body has been stiff in Gao Fushuai's arms, her hands are tightly pulling his clothes, it seems that she feels a little safe in this way.

As soon as she heard the man's words, Tong Yao's body became more and more stiff, and she looked at Gao Fushuai with pleading eyes.

(End of this chapter)