Chapter 759 (1/1)

”Idiot, what are you looking at!” Luo Yichen looked discontentedly at Su Rourou, whose eyes were flickering, and pinched her hand slightly.

”Gently... It hurts.” Su Rourou cried out in pain. Then she took back her eyes on Xie Xiaoqiu and Li Tianwei, looked up and smiled at Luo Yichen, ”look at them, isn't it... The rhythm they want to be together?”

Luo Yichen gave a vague hum, suddenly hugged her waist and rotated 360 degrees.

Su Rourou was overwhelmed by the sudden action and almost fell.

Luo Yichen hooked the lip angle, timely stabilized her center of gravity, and continued to hug her and rotate slowly on the dance floor: ”when you are with me, you are so inattentive...”

That was just a small punishment for her. When he goes back at night, he will continue to impose more severe punishment!

Listening to the muffled voice from Luo Yichen's chest, Su rourourou quickly hugged his waist and gently leaned her face against his chest: ”there's no way... What I see in my eyes is you, and what I think in my heart is you!”

An Yirou was separated by a group of men and women who hugged each other tightly and swayed gently. Her hatred eyes spewed out flames one after another. She wanted to burn Su rourourou and Luo Yichen to ashes in an instant.

Especially at the moment when Su Rou leaned her head in Luo Yichen's arms with shame, she was not well! Because she looked at the old man dancing with her arms in front of her, and his height was only up to her chest

If she wants to perform the scene of burying her head in her partner's chest, she may have to squat down and squat down again, or another way... Let the old man bury his wrinkled face in her chest.

Thinking of this, the hatred in her eyes grew deeper and deeper: why! She's going to give up to an ugly old man over half a hundred, and Su rourourou can be taken care of by a handsome and golden man like Luo Yichen?

She silently deduced a thousand ways to revenge Su rourourou in her mind, and was so happy that she almost laughed. Maybe it was joy that brought sorrow. Therefore, she accidentally stepped on the old man's foot and immediately got a slap in the face.

”I spend money to support you for fun, not to get angry!”

The sound of ”pa” is particularly clear in the melodious and low music, which has attracted many people's frequent glances.

Ann Yirou covered her aching face with hatred. On the surface, she had to pile up a flattering smile: ”honey, I'm sorry, someone was careless just now...”

Just at this time, a white, thin young man came in quickly from the door of the banquet hall. A pair of fire breathing eyes kept looking at the men and women hugging, as if looking for someone.

Finally, his eyes lit up when he fixed on ANN Yirou, but soon darkened.

Just half an hour ago, he received an anonymous text message: [Ann Yirou is in the * * banquet hall with an old man. Don't you come and have a look?]

He walked quickly towards Ann Yirou with two hemp legs. All the people on the dance floor found him breaking in, stopped and turned to look at him.

An Yirou also widened her eyes, and a flustered expression rarely appeared on her face, and her lips trembled gently.