Because Liang Zixuan’s figure and outfit would make even women feel shy, and men, their blood would surge, right?
But looking at Shen Yanchen’s expression, it seemed that nothing had changed.
Liang Zixuan narrowed her eyes and smiled, her voice coquettish, "It’s okay, I can teach you."
Shen Yanchen directly withdrew his gaze, not even looking at her, "Not interested in learning. If there’s nothing else, please step back a bit, I’m allergic to perfume."
Gu Qimiao silently observed, internally applauding Shen Yanchen’s behavior, but also couldn’t help but wonder, was he really allergic to perfume? But he uses it himself, doesn’t he? Could it be the brand or the ingredients of the perfume? Looks like she needs to be more cautious when buying perfume in the future.
However, Liang Zixuan’s perfume was indeed a bit too strong, so much so that it became suffocating, the wind dispersed the scent everywhere.
Liang Zixuan was somewhat unwilling, but she still maintained a smile on her face. She glanced at Gu Qimiao before saying, "Then, big brother, I won’t disturb you."
With that, she turned around, but something fell down, and then you could see her loosely tied hair falling into sexy waves.
Her hairclip had fallen, but to Gu Qimiao, it seemed intentional.
"Oh, I’m sorry." Liang Zixuan said as she squatted, one hand covering Shen Yanchen’s knee, her long hair sweeping over, as she bent to pick up the hairclip, she intentionally positioned herself directly in front of Shen Yanchen, the dress slipping down, almost exposing everything underneath.
Gu Qimiao was dumbfounded, wasn’t this woman Shen Erge’s fiancée? Was she seducing Shen Yanchen now?
Shen Yanchen frowned, stood up, and broke off physical contact with her. Liang Zixuan picked up the hairclip, smiled at him, and then turned and left.
Gu Qimiao looked at Liang Zixuan’s back, then at him, pouting secretly, he must have seen her just now, right? That woman’s figure, wasn’t he into this kind of "plump" type?
Shen Yanchen turned his head to look at her, his eyebrows furrowed then relaxed, he was tangling with another woman, and she just sat there watching the show?
Then again, she probably didn’t dare interfere, especially since he hadn’t given her a proper status yet.
He extended a hand in front of her, she was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.
Looking up at him, her eyes wide, her dazed expression was kind of cute, and with her sitting down, from his current angle, her chest, although not large, still had a bit of cleavage.
Gu Qimiao dazedly placed her hand in his, and then asked, "...Didn’t you say you couldn’t?"
He nodded seriously, "Yes, I couldn’t just now, but after watching for a while, I think I can now."
Gu Qimiao pursed her lips, walked to the dance floor with her hand in his, then said, "I only know a little, I don’t dance well."
He picked up her hand, and placed the other on her waist. Gu Qimiao also placed her hand on his shoulder, being particularly cautious.
Her heart raced, her gaze avoided his, following his rhythm.
Watching his smooth, elegant moves, Gu Qimiao was suspicious, did he really not know how to dance? After watching others for a while, he could dance this well? It felt like he had professional training.
"Look at me, it’s basic courtesy." He said softly above her head.
Gu Qimiao blushed and lifted her head, meeting his gaze, his eyes were so intense, she feared it would be rude to look away, so she blushed under his steady gaze.
The light was so dim, he shouldn’t be able to see clearly, right?
But the man was faintly smiling, appreciating her shyness.
Less than two minutes, Shen Yanchen’s smile faded, eyebrows slightly furrowed.
His body felt odd, scorching and full of desire, his arm around Gu Qimiao tightened.
Gu Qimiao, struggling to keep dancing, timidly asked, "Wh-what’s wrong?"
Her face doubled in his vision, the heat gradually spreading, his gaze on her filled with...
It was Liang Zixuan, she sprayed something in her hair! When her hair fell, it swept past him.
Shen Yanchen’s face tautened, releasing Gu Qimiao, he muttered, "I have some business," and turned to leave quickly.
Gu Qimiao stood there in the dance floor, watching his hasty back, saw him heading upstairs, half worried, half curious, she slowly followed.
What happened to him?
Shen Yanchen walked away while calling He Ye, asking him to bring some medicine. He Ye had connections in such matters, able to find all sorts of bizarre drugs.
Shen Yanchen quickly went upstairs, went straight to his room, pushing the door open to find someone lying on the bed.
Liang Zixuan likely planned this all along, she had changed out of her dress, now only wearing a men’s shirt, several buttons undone.
As Shen Yanchen entered, she came up, grabbing his arm, her hand caressing his chest, "I told you... you’d be mine sooner or later."
Shen Yanchen swallowed, grabbed her hand and demanded, "Get out!"
Liang Zixuan stumbled as he pushed her, then steadied herself, seductively smiled, flicked her hair from her chest, saying, "If I leave, you’ll die, you need me now, don’t you?"
Shen Yanchen’s self-control was collapsing, Liang Zixuan drew closer, slowly removing his jacket, "Feeling uncomfortable?"
She breathed into his ear.
Shen Yanchen shook his head, glancing at Liang Zixuan undoing his shirt buttons, his large hand grabbed a fistful of her curly hair, gripping tightly.
"Ah—" Liang Zixuan clutched her scalp, pain halting her seductive moves.
Shen Yanchen, with no tenderness, dragged her toward the door.
Liang Zixuan, holding onto the cabinet to steady herself, mocked, "Trying to stay pure for your Miaomiao? Can’t hold it in, can you? Is it unbearable?"