Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Jing Luying looked at the pale-faced Ning Jiaoyan and smiled happily. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"How's it going? I drive pretty well, right?"

The girl did not answer him. Looking at her slightly trembling body, it seemed that even her teeth were chattering. She looked frightened and there seemed to be a few tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, which were red.

Jing Luying smiled even more happily. This was the most successful prank he had ever pulled on Ning Jiaoyan. "It's not that bad, is it? You can't even stand this little setback, and you still want to be my sister-in-law? That's just wishful thinking."

Suddenly, the girl turned around and glared at him with what she thought was a fierce look. Round tears fell down her cheeks, reflecting the colorful light from the signboard like sparkling diamonds. She was naturally beautiful, and her plump red lips, bitten by her, looked like ripe cherries.

For a moment, he was stunned.

"Jing Luying, you bastard! I'm definitely going to tell Brother Luming how dare you do this to me?! Where have you taken me now? I want to go home! I want to go home!"

There was a timid fear of the unknown in her fierce eyes. Jing Luying didn't know what was going on, but her heart, which had been wanting to tease her, became even more excited.

A paper tiger that looks strong but is actually weak, crying and making a fuss... ...joyful.

"Tell my brother? What are you going to tell him? Tell him that his brother and his fiancée were sitting in a car, and then followed him to the most famous Paramount Ballroom to dance?"

Ning Jiaoyan: "You brought me here. If I didn't want to, Brother Luming would definitely beat you to death!"

He leaned toward her with malicious intent, confidently saying, "Oh, it's you who obviously suspected that Big Brother went to the Paramount tonight. You couldn't bring yourself to ask Big Brother, so you came here to pressure me. You asked me to bring you here. If I hadn't brought you, you would have framed me. You're full of lies... Will Big Brother believe me, his own brother, or you, a jealous woman who's a habitual liar?"

Looking at his expression, Ning Jiaoyan was actually a little surprised. She hadn't expected Jing Luying's true nature to be like this. He was wearing the appearance of a jade-like youth, but his heart was so evil.

It seemed that the more pitiful she looked because of him crying, the happier he felt. If nothing unexpected happened, this was a trend that was heading towards abnormality.

Jing Luying is good-looking. Although he still looks like a young boy now, he will definitely be a handsome man with broad shoulders and narrow waist in a few years.

Furthermore, if there really was something going on between her and her fiancé's younger brother... there would undoubtedly be a sense of taboo. Just thinking about it, Ning Jiaoyan's mind conjured up a wealth of postures and the thrill of catching someone in bed with their partner.

But... this was too much trouble. If she really did that, it would be hard to undo it. At her current level, she couldn't buy memory-recalling drugs. The effects of the Forgetfulness and Transformation Pills on him might only be temporary.

The most important point is that their relationship actually involved substantial contact, which seemed to be prohibited by the rules.

So there is no need, she won't touch him.

"...Brother Luming will definitely believe me. I am his fiancée."

Hearing her stubborn but unconvinced words, Jing Luying looked at her furrowed brows and smiled maliciously, then widened the distance between them.

Then he got out of the car without saying a word and walked around the front to open her door.

Ning Jiaoyan frantically grasped the door handle, her voice pleading as she shook her head and sobbed, "I'm not going down. I don't want to go in."

Jing Luying: "That's not up to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Jiaoyan quietly reduced her strength when he suddenly pulled the door hard. He opened the door, pulled her out, and closed the door in one smooth movement.

Jing Luying was like a victorious robber who had robbed a woman in the street and got what he wanted. He held her wrist tightly and strode into the bustling door.

Ning Jiaoyan looked coldly at the fluttering hem of his clothes, but she pleaded tearfully, "Please, I can't go in. I'm a decent woman. I can't go in. Jing Luying, you just want to ruin my reputation!"

Jing Luying looked back and admitted that Ning Jiaoyan had become so pitiful because of him, and he was indeed happy. However, her rejection of noise was really eye-catching.

She was wearing a school uniform, looking pretty and well-behaved, with tears in her eyes, as if he was really an unforgivable bastard.

"Don't cry, I won't bully you. No one here knows you, and if you keep crying you'll attract attention and you might be recognized."

The girl said aggrievedly, "You said you wouldn't bully me, but now you are bullying me. Jing Luying, when I get back, I will definitely tell Brother Luming."

The girl's voice finally softened. She was so easy to fool.

She is so stupid, yet she still wants to be the eldest daughter-in-law of the Jing family.

[Jing Luying's stupidity value +10! ]

Ning Jiaoyan: “…”

Jing Luying died.

Seeing that she had stopped crying, Jing Luying kindly took out the handkerchief from her arms. Ning Jiaoyan took it and threw it on the ground, "Who cares about your handkerchief? I will definitely tell Brother Luming, for sure!"

Jing Luying smiled indifferently, "Okay, you don't have to emphasize it again and again. The dance is about to start. Don't you want Big Brother to like you?"

"Watch carefully from now on and see what the difference is between you and other women."

Ning Jiaoyan also looked in the direction he turned his head. As the host solemnly introduced the performers, the spotlight on the stage suddenly lit up, and a charming figure gradually emerged from the neon lights.

As the music began, women swayed enchantingly in the center of the dance floor, their flaming red lips and alluring eyes stirring, the atmosphere in the venue gradually heated up. Gorgeously dressed men and women formed pairs, testing each other in the dim light, letting themselves go and indulging in the moment.

The restraints on his wrists gradually loosened, and he left a message saying "Don't run around" and walked straight towards the crowded place, extending his gentlemanly hand to several beautiful ladies.

She truly disliked such chaotic scenes. The venue was filled with an unknown smell, mingled with the pungent reek of alcohol. At first glance, the men didn't look like any good people; each one had a lewd expression on their face, turning her off just by looking at it.

She found a quiet corner and sat down. She just realized that there were not only these people in the club, but also a group of people sitting upstairs enjoying fine wine.

Yes, no matter what era it is, such places are mostly divided by class.

Ning Jiaoyan tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, and moved her gaze to Jing Luying between the stages. She would find an opportunity to disappear after he had had enough fun.

Little did they know that someone had already discovered them.

"Huh? Ah Chuan, isn't that your good brother Jing Luming's younger brother? I think his name is Jing Lu... Ying. Yes, that's right."

Yi Yingchuan sat lazily on the soft leather sofa, his slender white fingers pinching the transparent high-heeled glass. The red wine in the glass rippled gently with his movements. His eyes were half drunk, and he said nonchalantly, "Really? It's not surprising if it's him. This kid is very different from A Ming."

The man in the white suit smiled and said, "Why don't you go down and say hello?"

Yi Yingchuan shook his head. "No, I don't have much to talk about with this guy."

"What? Which one is Jing Luying?" The boy in the black suit looked the youngest of the four. He leaned towards the railing curiously and followed the gaze of the boy in the white suit. He said disappointedly, "Oh, I thought she was some pretty girl. What's so good about a man?"

The man in the white suit jokingly said, "If you want a beauty, just grab one from your dad. He can get whatever you want~"

Xu Muzhen glanced at him unhappily and said, "If you can't speak, just shut up."

"... No matter what, they are still my stepmothers in name only. My father is already a jerk, I can't be on the same level with him..."

Xu Muzhen withdrew his gaze, thinking it was boring. He decided to just curl up on the soft sofa and drink. At that moment, a bright light flashed by him, and he subconsciously glanced away, his eyes casually glancing downwards.

At this moment, the girl in school uniform in the corner seemed to be in the same situation as him. She did not try to stop him but just closed her eyes obediently.

... ...What a beautiful little beauty.

Xu Muzhen was stunned and did not move for a moment.

The man in the white suit was still wondering what was wrong with him, and casually glanced over. Then, his eyes lit up. The girl was sitting quietly on a chair next to the pillar, her graceful figure half hidden in the shadows, half exposed in the dim light, her pair of slender legs dazzlingly white.

Their angle was really good, everything about the girl was in sight, her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as crabapple flowers, her lips were moving... Xu Muzhen laughed, it was really interesting, she was eating.

"Haha, your dream has come true. There really is a little beauty. Look at that waist, so thin!"

Jiang Yuzhou smiled in an ambiguous manner, "Are you going down?"

Ning Jiaoyan was already getting impatient, and from time to time she glanced at Jing Luying, who was already enjoying himself. He must have forgotten about her. The fear and pity on her face were in vain. As she was about to leave, she suddenly felt something.

When she looked sideways, she saw two men looking at her from the upper left and across the building.

A man about twenty-five years old, and another about the same age as Jing Luying.

That look was clearly the way a man looks at a woman. The young man's eyes held a frivolous, hunting look, as if he was sizing her up to see if she was someone he could play with.

Ning Jiaoyan felt offended instantly. She took a quick look at the people on the field and immediately stood up.

You cannot stay here for long.

Who knew that when she turned around, she was "wet and tempting".

Oh shit! I didn't check the almanac before going out today. It feels like this day has been put on a speed bump. So many changes, and she's the only one who's unlucky.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, Miss, are you okay?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Do I look fine to you?..."

Looking up, Ning Jiaoyan was completely bewildered. How did the hostess who had just been in the pastry shop appear here? She was wearing a waitress's uniform, even her hair was tied up. The change was so great that she hadn't recognized her before.

? !

Wen Yuwan pursed her lips and said sincerely, "I'm so sorry. I will compensate you."

Then a man dressed as a manager came and started scolding Wen Yuwan. Wen Yuwan looked stubborn and her eyes were wet, but she refused to let the tears fall.

Ning Jiaoyan felt as if she were trapped in a hostess trap. She was just a mean NPC. Before she could say a word, several mature and glamorous women came to help Wen Yuwan. She watched them arguing, her mind was about to explode.

She quickly found a gap and ran out. She ran less than two meters before she bumped into someone's arms. She looked up and saw that it was the two men who had just looked at her upstairs.

And the person she bumped into was the one in the white suit.

At this moment, his pair of auspicious phoenix eyes were smiling, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he actually spoke teasingly, "Miss, what are you doing? Can't wait to throw yourself into my arms?"

Ning Jiaoyan stared at his face, wishing she could slap him. She quickly left his arms and backed away.

He said coldly: "Get out of the way, I want to leave."

Jiang Yuzhou remained indifferent. "The dance has just begun. Miss, where are you in such a hurry to go? Why don't you stay and dance with me..." He glanced at Xu Muzhen beside him, "...let's dance together."

Ning Jiaoyan dodged his outstretched hand in disgust, "Fuck you, who wants to dance with you?! Get out of here!"

Ignoring the frozen smile on his face, Ning Jiaoyan quickly ran past him. She was really afraid that the heroine would come around again.

She considered herself unlucky today.

Wen Yuwan's situation was still going on, but when they looked for Ning Jiaoyan, the "victim," she was nowhere to be found. There were only two jade-like men standing in the back, and the one standing in the front looked unhappy.

The manager recognized them immediately and hurried over to greet them, "Mr. Xu, Mr. Jiang, why are you here? Do you have any instructions?"

But the first thing they asked was, "Who was that girl just now?"

"Girl?" The manager was confused for a moment, then looked back and suddenly realized, "Young Master Jiang is asking about her? She spilled wine on a young lady, and I'm dealing with it. However, the young lady seems to have disappeared."

Wen Yuwan stood there nervously, holding the wine tray in her arms, not knowing what to do. She couldn't hear what the manager was saying to the two men, and a hint of doubt arose in her heart. Could it be that the lady and these two were friends?

If they were friends, she could ask them to tell the lady that she really didn't mean it and she would compensate her.

Wen Yuwan raised her eyes and glanced at the two men cautiously. When she lowered her eyes, her cheeks suddenly felt warm.

They are really good-looking, and the clothes they are wearing look very valuable. They look elegant and polite, so they shouldn't be as aggressive as the lady just now, right?

Wen Yuwan bit her lips lightly, mustering up the courage to step forward and explain things clearly, but she didn't expect a handkerchief to appear in front of her.

The handkerchief was made of silk and had a pearly sheen.

A pleasant voice like a clear spring sounded from above while she was stunned. "Miss, are you okay?"