Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

In the middle of the dim dance floor, a familiar woman twisted her body crazily. Her graceful and graceful figure attracted the glances of countless men.

You can see a few men with malicious intentions staring at the side, walking with the posture, getting closer and closer.

Tang Shaoting's face was ashen, looking at the woman who seemed to be unaware.

Ning Yan: "Your fiancée doesn't seem to have any psychological burden on disfigurement?"

He stroked his chin with interest.

If it were any other woman whose once so beautiful face had been ruined to such a ghostly appearance, she would probably have locked the door at home and dared not come out.

It turned out that this woman was lucky, but she still came to hang out in the bar?
Does she not care at all?

Or pretend not to care?
As far as Ning Yan could see, there were more and more men beside Han Yanran on the dance floor.

Then, he looked at the woman who was originally covered with loose clothes covering most of her face. As if on purpose, she pushed back her long hair, revealing most of her ferocious face, her red lips raised, and a mocking sneer appeared.

"Oh my god, it's so ugly!"

"Damn, she's so ugly and still comes out to play."

"Fuck, it's really bad luck. I thought she was a big beauty."

A group of men seemed to be taken aback, screaming ghostly one by one, even through the blaring music, it seemed that they could vaguely hear a few curses.

Han Yanran pursed her lips and let out a chuckle. She didn't feel disappointed or dissatisfied with the reactions of the few people, but her smile grew brighter.

"Do you think this Han Yanran is too ambitious? Or is she really not paying attention at all?"

Ning Yan turned to Tang Shaoting and said, but he didn't get any response after he finished speaking, only to find that the man next to him had disappeared when he turned his head.

He froze for a moment, scanned around, and then saw his friend walking straight towards Han Yanran.

He touched his chin and muttered uncertainly, "Should I follow in this situation?"

……

With Tang Shaoting's appearance, there is no hiding.

Han Yanran soon discovered his existence, she still smiled casually, her long hair was still brushed back, half an angel, half a devil's face made countless people around retreat a lot.

Tang Shaoting approached, his eyes were as black as the night sky in the darkness, shrouded in darkness, unable to see any of his true emotions.

But no matter what his reaction was, Han Yanran still only smiled slightly.

When the song was over, she turned around and passed Tang Shaoting to leave.

It's just that when she passed by Tang Shaoting's side, someone grabbed her wrist directly and dragged her all the way to an empty wing.

Tang Shaoting's tall body pressed her hard against the wall. He was so tall that his entire body enveloped her in it.

The man clasped her exposed shoulders for nine points, and the touch of his cold fingers made Han Yanran shudder subconsciously.

With a twinkle in her eyes, she raised her high heels and was about to step on the man's instep.

Tang Shaoting seemed to be aware of it, and clamped her legs with both legs, with such force that she didn't give her any chance to move.

"Want to kick me, or step on me?"

His face was so close to hers that she could smell the alcohol on him clearly.

Damn, a drunk alcoholic!

Han Yanran twitched the corner of her mouth, deliberately raised half of her face, "Tang Shaoting, are you drunk? Look clearly, who am I?"

Tang Shaoting stared into her eyes, "Han Yanran, I'm not drunk!"