Han Qing looked at the brilliant Mu Zi and whispered back.
"Not yet."
"Not yet? When will that be ok? " Han Muzi carried the skirt with some distress: "brother, do you know how tired your sister is wearing this skirt?"
She looked down at her skirt. "It's heavy, OK?"
"I'll show you some people. Come with me." Han Qing asked her to step down with her. Han Muzi suffered a little, but her face didn't show. She picked up her skirt and walked on.
When Han Qing takes her to know people, it's hard to avoid toasting, but it's inconvenient for Han Muzi to carry her skirt and take a wine cup.
At the critical moment, Xiaoyan ran behind her, "let me help you carry the skirt."
Listening to this, Han Muzi looked back at her moved, but Xiao Yan's eyes deviated from other places. She didn't dare to look over. Han Muzi found that she was avoiding Han Qing's eyes.
The reason why she didn't come here just now is because of Han Qing? Thinking of what Xiaoyan had done before, Han Muzi couldn't help laughing in her heart.
"This is the biggest cloth in the city of mu."
Hearing these three words, Han Muzi's eyes brightened. Her brother really had a hand, and he introduced such a heavyweight figure to her. She runs a fashion design company. What she needs most is a fabric supplier?
"Mr. Han's younger sister is really very well-off, just like Mrs. Han at that time."
Wang is always an old man, and Mrs. Han is of the same age group.
Now when I see Han Muzi, I also think of Mrs. Han's appearance at that time. Then he shakes his glass in his hand, and he feels a little sad: "I think of that year, I was also a man who fell in love with Mrs. Han's demeanor, but it's a pity Mrs. Han's eyes are only... "
Speaking of this, his words suddenly stopped and realized that he had made a mistake. Then he said with an embarrassed smile: "sorry, I seem to have said a little too much. I mean You are very much like your mother
"Thank you." Han Muzi smiles at him, then thanks him, and then makes a few greetings. Mr. Wang talks about letting her go to the company when she is free. Han Qingcai takes her to the next acquaintance.
She met several people along the way, all of whom Han Muzi wanted to know. At the same time, she had drunk several glasses of wine. Now she was a little too drunk. In addition, her skirt was too heavy. She wanted to change it in the back to have a rest.
Maybe the tired color revealed between her eyebrows and eyes made Han Qing feel a little distressed, so Han Qing only took her to meet several important guests, and then looked at her, who had been carrying her skirt, and said, "go with me for a few drinks? There are still some guests who may be helpful to your company? "
God sent out an invitation to her. Xiaoyan didn't want to refuse. She nodded in a daze: "OK, I'll First send Mu Zi to the back, and then come to see you. "
"Well." Han Qing nodded.
So Xiaoyan sent Han Muzi to the backstage. When she was walking, her soul seemed to be not her own.
"What's the matter? My brother asked you out, so you were over excited? " After arriving at no one's place, Han Muzi laughed at her with a smile.
Xiaoyan instantly regained his mind and glared at his eyes: "what nonsense? Your brother asked me to come together for your company and your business. Who made your sister useless? After meeting a few businessmen, he began to shout that he couldn't do it. He didn't want me as a reserve to play for you."
Hearing this, Han Muzi couldn't help laughing, "yes, it's really an excellent backup. Excellent backup, where's Xiaomi Dou? "
Mention millet beans, Xiaoyan then EEE.
"Strange, I asked the servants before. They said Xiaomi Dou is with your brother?"
But there was no one around Han Qing just now. Where did Xiaomi Dou go?
"Change your skirt first."
Han Muzi looked at the huge dressing room and nodded: "I'll go in and change it. You can go back and ask my brother where Xiaomi Dou is. Let Xiaomi Dou come here to find me."
"Can you take off this skirt by yourself?"
"I'm a designer, why can't I take off? You can go. "
"Well, you can change your skirt here and have a rest. I'll come to you later when I've finished it."
"Well."
Han Muzi nodded, and soon Xiaoyan left.
After Xiao Yan left, she was the only one left in the dressing room.
It was quiet all around, and now everyone was gathering in the front room and everyone was at the party.
Han Muzi looked around and struggled to carry the skirt to the changing room. After that, she began to try to remove the skirt. The clothes were difficult to understand. However, Han Muzi was very patient, so she moved slowly.
Click -
at this time, there is a sound of pushing the door outside. Is someone coming?
Han Muzi some doubts, then asked a: "who ah?"However, no one responded to her, Han Muzi's hand stopped, some doubts
Did she hear it wrong?
But she had just heard someone push the door open. It could not be her illusion.
Han Muzi left more than a heart, will remove the button back, and then picked up the skirt to see who came.
However, as soon as she turned around, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes. Before she could react, she was pressed against the cold wall beside her.
Click -
the lights in the house were turned off by someone, and all around were in darkness.
People in the dark nerve is very sensitive, and there is no sense of direction, Han Muzi suddenly flustered, mouth exclaimed.
"Who is it? Want to do Well... "
The hot palm stroked her back, so that her back would not directly hit the hard wall, and the other was hooped around her waist, so that she could not escape at all.
Followed by a hot kiss.
The man's thin lips did not cover her gently. At the same time, the familiar smell also occupied her. Han Muzi was still frightened for a moment, but after feeling the familiar smell, she was stunned and stunned.
As soon as she was in a daze, she naturally gave someone more opportunities, and suddenly felt that her teeth were pried open by the other party.
In the dark, Han Muzi unconsciously widened his eyes and looked at the people close at hand.
Something was shining silver in the dark.
Although her lips are soft, but her nose touches a hard and cold area, as if How about iron sheet?
What is this?
When Han Muzi was in a daze, the man holding him tightly tied her waist, as if to melt her into his body.
"If you don't pay attention at this time, what are you thinking?"
“……”
"Thinking about the men you've just met?"
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