The little girl was stunned, staring blankly, staring intently.

Just when Song Wenjing was about to kiss her, the man suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at her.

The little girl was stared at by him, and her whole body became hairy. She didn't dare to look around, covered her face, and left in a hurry.

At this time, Shi Sheng was restrained in the man's arms and could not move at all.

She stared at the man dissatisfied: "What do you mean? Don't go too far!"

She took a deep breath, the man was too close, drunk, and his breath sprayed on her face, numbing and itching, with some warmth, making her heart beat like a drum.

Want to escape.

She couldn't help but stare at his face, and remembered a poem: Mr. Xun Xun, extremely beautiful, rich in appearance, and well-established.

His appearance is so beautiful that people want to offend him.

Shi Sheng cursed in his heart that he had no spine.

At this moment, someone came over and said, "Mr. Song, there are many girls in the box, don't you want to choose among them?"

The man's words instantly brought Shi Sheng back to her senses. She looked at him in disbelief, and then sneered: "Since Mr. Song has a beautiful woman in his arms, why do you come to me to seek pleasure?"

Shi Sheng stretched out his foot and crushed his instep hard.

Song Wenjing was in pain and took the opportunity to wake up a little. His eyes flickered, and he took Shi Sheng's hand and led him into the box.

The man standing outside calling him was a little stunned when he saw that he was bringing a woman with him, but he couldn't say anything.

Shi Sheng gritted her teeth and kicked the man's calf: "Song Wenjing, don't force me to use force, let me go! I won't go! Are you disgusting?"

Shi Sheng was filled with jealousy, and she didn't want to go over and see his female companions.

The man behind him was a little shocked. This woman was so bold that even Mr. Song dared to kick her.

The main reason was that the light in the corridor was dim, and Shi Sheng's body was always in the dim light, so he could not see clearly.

Song Wenjing's legs were a little painful after being kicked. She was instantly glad that Shi Sheng was pregnant now and was wearing flat shoes. If he were wearing high heels, he would not want to lose his legs today.

After arriving at the box, there were many people inside, many women were dancing, and some women were surrounding the men, leaning in for a kiss. The scene was extremely erotic.

When Guan Chengmin saw Song Wenjing dragging Shi Sheng in, he stood up subconsciously, raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a look in his eyes as if he was watching a show, he hugged a girl with a smile and started chatting casually.

Shi Sheng was almost forcibly pressed to her side by Song Wenjing. Seeing that she kept struggling, the man simply hugged her waist and forced her to sit on his lap.

Shi Sheng had never done anything to a man's legs before. Such an intimate and ambiguous action made everyone present stunned.

Shi Sheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to give Song Wenjing a slap, but Song Wenjing held it firmly: "Stop hitting her. It doesn't look good if you blush."

His voice was slightly drunk, and he didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because he was drunk, but Shi Sheng was in a daze for a moment.

Guan Chengmin explained at this time: "These girls are Mr. Lin's treat today. We didn't know it when we came."

Shi Sheng just sneered.

But at this moment, Song Wenjing's voice was almost close to her ear: "Shengsheng, are you jealous?"

"Those women, I didn't let them touch a single corner of my clothes."

He frowned and chuckled: "You are jealous. Doesn't it prove that you still like me?"

Shi Sheng gritted his teeth and looked at Mr. Lin: "Are there male PRs here? Since you men can play, so can I. Go and order ten for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the hand on her waist tighten suddenly.

She frowned slightly, looked at Song Wenjing displeased, and reminded him: "What is in your belly is your child, what do you want to do now!"

Song Wenjing then let go slightly and said to her, "No!"

Shi Sheng sneered lightly: "It's not up to you."

"Mr. Lin, why don't you go help me with some? I want someone younger, with a grandma's voice, and someone who can coax people."

Mr. Lin looked at Song Wenjing.

Shi Sheng frowned: "Look what he does, I have money and I won't let you lose."

As she spoke, she put a black card on the table.

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