First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

The banquet was full of noise and the sound of colliding wine glasses. The green plush carpet and the bright and bright glass chandeliers hanging down from the ceiling looked extremely luxurious.

When Song Qianyan looked at all kinds of luxuriously dressed women and men in suits and leather shoes outside the hall, he felt the pretentious atmosphere in the banquet.Then she looked down at the expensive gown on her body, it was a bit tight, and an uncomfortable feeling emerged spontaneously. She raised her hand and pulled the gown, feeling a little uncomfortable no matter how she fiddled with it.She rarely enters these hypocritical high-level places, but it's all to show off herself.Thinking of this, she slightly frowned her exquisite brows, looking extremely reluctant.

After Murong Hao was courteous with someone he knew well, he saw Song Qianyan's indecent behavior of messing with the dress as soon as he looked up.A look of disgust flashed across his eyes, then he stepped forward and said slowly, "Don't mess with it, let's go, go in."

Song Qianyan, who was still frowning, pouted and said, "The dress doesn't fit well."

She didn't want to put on the dress she was wearing, she always felt a little weird.Although this designer dress is a rare species in the eyes of others.

Hearing her words, Murong Hao sized her up carefully.The dress that was close to her body just highlighted her wonderful figure, looking sexy and somewhat cute and playful. This kind of temperament is difficult to produce in those white-faced women at the banquet.What's more, Song Qianyan's proper makeup today made her facial features more three-dimensional and exquisite, and even Murong Hao couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional and pleasing to the eye when looking at it.

Indeed, he had to admit that this woman's figure was indeed good.

"It's all messed up by you, so naturally I don't think it fits—" Murong Hao raised his hand to straighten the dress for her as he spoke, with a particularly intimate gesture.During the whole process, Song Qianyan also felt a little bit reluctant, but there was no way, there was no one else here who could help her.And Murong Hao had great strength, he pulled her slightly rudely, and then Song Qianyan didn't have to struggle anymore.

When the dress was almost finished, Murong Hao opened his lips leisurely: "It's almost time, let's go in."

Song Qianyan glanced up at him angrily, and then walked forward.Stepping on the soles of her crystal high-heeled shoes, she felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, but she let it go and continued to walk forward.

Of course, Murong Hao felt a little impatient with her attitude, but just like this, he wanted to challenge her limit.The adoptive father asked the two of them to attend the banquet, saying that this banquet is very important, and the purpose is very clear to him.

Since Murong Lin wanted such an effect, he made it for his wall ears and sent people to see.Thinking of this, Murong Hao stretched out his big and gentle palm, and restrained Song Qianyan's slender arm.Then put it firmly in the crook of his arm, clamping it with a little force.

"What are you doing!" Song Qianyan was very dissatisfied with Murong Hao's actions.At this time, the brows that were a little scattered were tightened again at this time, showing a bit of disgust, and struggling hard.

Murong Hao glanced at her indifferently, and did not stop walking, but walked forward calmly, "Don't forget why you promised Murong Lin to come to the banquet.

Hearing what Murong Hao said, Song Qianyan stopped struggling, but closed his mouth and followed Murong Hao forward, with an extremely stiff expression on his face.

"Don't put on a reluctant look, keep a smile on your face, this is basic etiquette."

For Han Muxue who was lying in the hospital, Song Qianyan had no choice but to do what he said.A smile arc slowly drawn from the corner of his lips, but he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

When the high heels stepped on the pale green plush carpet, the dress also meandered on the carpet, showing off Song Qianyan's almost perfect figure and rare temperament.Many people at the banquet looked towards Song Qianyan and Murong Hao, envious of Song Qianyan's surprise.

"Who is that, why have I never seen it before?"

"Murong Lin sent his adopted son and daughter to the banquet, probably this is it..."

"so beautiful……"

All the way into the banquet, the people next to him let out a sigh, which lasted for a long time.

During the banquet, Song Qianyan felt bored, very boring.Finally arrived at a place with a little less people, Song Qianyan asked in a low voice with a little complaint: "How long will the banquet be over?"

It's really boring here.

"Can't stand it so soon?" Murong Hao's smile was a bit evil, "But it's really boring here, Zuo is just a hypocrisy among powerful people."

Murong Hao spoke Song Qianyan's heartfelt thoughts, she nodded slightly, and gave a soft "hmm", suddenly felt that Murong Hao was still human.

But the next moment, she didn't think so.

"How about—" Murong Hao paused, as if he deliberately whetted her appetite, "Shall we have something interesting?"

This was not a question at all, before Song Qianyan could refuse, Murong Hao looked at her arm in his arms, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't let go."

Immediately afterwards, Murong Hao took a piece of cake, and put a smile on the corner of Song Qianyan's mouth.Song Qianyan was a little stunned, what is he doing! ?

"Huh?" Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Murong Hao let out a low voice from his throat with a bit of provocation.

"Take it away! I can eat it myself!" Song Qianyan reacted, and wanted to push him away, distance himself from him, and show the innocence between them.

But how could Murong Hao let her go so easily.He immediately moved his hand to the back of her neck, put the cake back to her mouth, and whispered in her ear: "If you don't eat it obediently, then I will have to feed it with my mouth——"

The hot breath hit her side face, Song Qianyan felt extremely ashamed, so she became angry and struggled to get rid of him. "Rogue! Let me go!"

Murong Lin wanted to come to this banquet with him just to make Murong Hao humiliate him like this?She bit her lower lip tightly, as if she hated the person in front of her very much.

"Don't you think your resistance is futile, or that you want to attract more people's attention?"

Hearing this, Song Qianyan's body shook, stopped his weak struggle, looked up at the eyes of the few people around him, and felt a little bit of grievance and shame flooding his heart.Instead, he turned all these emotions into anger, and met Murong Hao's molesting eyes.

Murong Hao slowly approached her face, ignored her angry eyes, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "That's right. Don't worry, it's not poisonous——"

This kind of behavior seems extremely intimate and ambiguous to others, but Song Qianyan knew her thoughts very well in her heart. She regretted agreeing to Murong Lin's request, and she wanted to leave here as soon as possible!

However, such thoughts are in vain, Murong Hao's persuasive eyes became more and more fierce, and his face was constantly enlarged in his own eyes. Seeing that the struggle was futile, and there was no other way, he could only close his eyes tightly and ruthlessly Eat the cake.

"very good."

Seeing that she finally ate it into his mouth, Murong Hao slowly showed a smug smile, then put his body upright, and then stretched out his arms again, with a smile that Song Qianyan thought was flat His narrow eyes beckoned to her.

Song Qianyan frowned, and put his hand on his arm reluctantly.

"Master Murong is so fun—"

The two followed the prestige and found a middle-aged man who applauded a few times.

Song Qianyan didn't recognize him, but Murong Hao felt a little familiar, and he responded after a short wait: "Mr. Luo is laughing, but it's just—"

"It's really interesting. Song Qianyan, very good."

Before Murong Hao finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice that seemed to be trying to hold back his anger.

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Qianyan suddenly raised his head, only to see Ou Jinchuan in a suit and leather shoes standing not far in front of him.

Seeing this, Song Qianyan immediately withdrew the hand hooked on Murong Hao's arm in a blink of an eye.There was a trace of astonishment in his eyes first, and then he was a little dazed and didn't know how to explain.Ou Jinchuan, how could he appear here... She wanted to tell Ou Jinchuan that this was just a misunderstanding, but she seemed to see suspicion and suspicion in his eyes.

This made Song Qianyan, who was already at a loss, even more unable to open his mouth, only feeling that his tongue was hanging down by a heavy stone.How should she explain it... It seems that she can't explain it clearly.Why did he look at himself with that speculative look, why didn't he choose to believe her...

Thinking of this, Song Qianyan slowly lowered his head.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that something was wrong. The middle-aged man felt that things had changed, and if he continued to stay here, he might get angry. He immediately said: "I still have something to do...Master Murong, please take your time."

After finishing speaking, he raised the goblet containing the purple-red liquid in his hand to express his apology, then turned and left.

When Murong Hao saw Song Qianyan's reaction, he guessed their relationship somewhat, but he just acted as a passer-by, watching as if watching a play, and didn't say anything.Unknowingly, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Song Qianyan didn't explain, the fire that was hidden in Ou Jinchuan's eyes almost burst out at this moment.His face was still calm, and he asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here!?"

After finishing speaking, his gaze turned to Murong Hao, a bit aggressive and undisguised.Murong Hao casually met his gaze, and remained silent without saying a word.

Song Qianyan lowered her head slightly, as if she had done something wrong, she didn't dare to look into Ou Jinchuan's eyes, "He and I..."

"Qianyan, why don't you introduce this gentleman?" Seeing that Song Qianyan was about to explain, Murong Hao immediately interrupted her.

What exactly is he trying to do?Feeling that the matter would be blackened by him, Song Qianyan looked at him a little angrily, "Shut up!"

At this moment, Ou Jinchuan took steady steps, grabbed Song Qianyan's wrist lightly, pulled her to his side, and suppressed his anger and said, "Do you know what you did with this man just now?"

Thinking of the scene just now, Ou Jinchuan felt as if his heart was being cut back and forth by a blunt and heavy knife.His inexplicable anger and this feeling of heartache seemed to tell him that he cared about the woman in front of him.

"No...it's not like that, it was just a misunderstanding..." Song Qianyan felt that his wrist hurt a little from his bandage, and explained weakly.

Seeing such a scene, Murong Hao confirmed his conjecture that the relationship between them was indeed not simple.On the spur of the moment, he couldn't let Song Qianyan explain clearly, "Oh? Misunderstanding?" He said and cast a meaningful look at Song Qianyan. Although Ou Jinchuan couldn't see it, Song Qianyan knew that there was a hint of threat in this look. .

She lost her senses for a moment, and felt like a deer was rampaging in her heart, which made her lose her way.

"Enough!" Ou Jinchuan growled at Murong Hao.For this man, and what he did to Song Qianyan just now, he wished to cut him into pieces.

The strength of the wrist that was restraining Song Qianyan in his hand increased a little, and he dragged Song Qianyan a few steps closer forcefully, forcing her to raise her eyes and look directly at her, "Say it!"

Only then did Song Qianyan take a closer look at Ou Jinchuan.I just feel that his brows stained with thin anger are full of gauntness and exhaustion at this time, probably caused by being too tired in the company and coming to the banquet to deal with these powers.It made Song Qianyan a little distressed to see it.

But in the end she still hated the cruel heart, let go of his hand and chose to leave with Murong Hao, leaving Ou Jinyan with a sad face in place.