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Her chin was pinched by Gong Yan, a force forced her to raise her head, Hua Manyi pressed her waist and eyes against the sink, and the lipstick on her lips was wiped vigorously.

"Gong Ma..." She felt that the woman in front of her rubbed her lips too hard, and her lips hurt.

However, Gong Yan only glanced at her lightly, didn't say anything, and had no intention of showing mercy at all.The bathroom was so quiet that only the faucet was running.

After rubbing for a long time before stopping, Gong Yan watched as the bright and clear lip makeup lost its color and returned to its original plain color. The lips were pinched open by her to reveal a slit, and the pink and tender tongue could be vaguely seen inside. She moved, and put the mottled handkerchief in her hand on the sink.

"Did she...did she stick out her tongue?"

Hearing this, Hua Manyi's heart shrank, she clenched her hands resting on the edge of the sink, her chin was forced to stand up, "It seems... yes, slippery... soft."

"Shameless!"

Suddenly, with a sharp sound, Hua Manyi suddenly stopped speaking, not knowing if Mama Gong was scolding her or Ian.

"Open your mouth."

Hua Manyi opened her mouth obediently, and as soon as she opened it, a not-so-smooth handkerchief was stuck to the tip of her tongue, and her slender fingers pressed on the handkerchief to wipe it.The coating of her tongue was painful and red from rubbing, as if this could wipe off the imprint Ian left in her mouth.

"Hua Manyi, forget about it."

"But... I can't forget it." Hua Manyi raised her eyes, staring blankly at Gong's mother with a pair of peach blossom eyes reddened by pain, her tone was at a loss, she was not unconscious, how could she forget these feelings.

"Hua Manyi, stick out your tongue."

Huaman stretched out obediently as usual, but she just stretched out halfway, her eyes darkened, a hand as cold as jade covered her eyes, her chin was lifted, and the tip of her tongue touched something as hard as a shell, The lips seemed... as if they were soft to the touch.

Mama Gong, she...

Her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and just when Hua Manyi was about to close her eyes to feel the sudden ambiguity and joy, a tingling pain came from the tip of her tongue, all the softness and hardness faded away, and her eyes became bright again.

She felt the stench of the blood droplets covering the buds and the pain that spread out, and she shed tears silently.

"Do you still remember?" Gong Yan's voice was cold, without any emotion.

Hua Manyi shook her head in pain, her thick eyelashes trembling, now she only had pain, a sore tongue, and tightness in her chest.

"She's waiting for your answer." The red lips were stained with blood, Gong Yan saw it in the mirror, and wiped it off casually.

Hua Manyi was trying to recall the meaning of these words, but the clinker's chin was pinched even more painfully, the corners of her eyes suddenly turned red, and tears overflowed, she couldn't help but grabbed Gong Yan's wrist and shouted, "It hurts."

"answer me."

Huamanyi finally knew what she meant. It was the answer Ian asked her at the party, would she be with her, would she be with a woman? Overwhelmed, unable to think at all.

All I know is that she, Hua Manyi, is like a reckless person who broke into the forbidden area of ​​these people who lived together in Haicheng in the past. She and them are no longer the same kind, but a different kind, and she looks like she will drown her with saliva and spit Her posture made her terrified.

But even so, she couldn't deny that she liked women after all.

"I won't, but—"

"Remember to me that this kind of thing can never happen to you."

Gong Yan was not interested in listening to the "but" behind her, and loosened the shackles of her chin with a cold expression, and tightened the faucet. In this era, at least in Haicheng, such absurd things are not allowed to happen in broad daylight.

Hua Manyi's expression froze, and she spoke with difficulty, "Why?"

Since she was a child, no one told her that this kind of relationship cannot exist, but Ian was able to openly admit in front of the world that she was pursuing him.

She looked at the woman who was much older than her in front of her, and asked, "Why can Ian?"

Gong Yan frowned, "She's different from you."

"What's the difference?" Hua Manyi was like a student, insisting on asking the elder for an answer, "She is a woman, and so am I. What's the difference?"

"She is a foreigner, and my uncle is a big foreign trader in Haicheng." No matter in terms of cultural atmosphere or economic status, she will not be condemned by the local shackles of Haicheng.

"And I'm just a little dancer, right?" Hua Manyi suddenly understood the meaning of her words, "If I do this kind of thing, not only will the business of the dance hall plummet, but it will also make Gong Mama, your mother, and your daughter a little bit worse." Is the face lost?"

Most of Fenghai's customers are men, and the ones who can attract men to come and spend are naturally beautiful and young dancers and singers. If it is rumored that Fenghai's cash cow Hua Manyi likes women, those men are probably afraid to avoid it.

Gong Yan didn't deny it, and pulled her out of the bathroom, "Go and change this outfit."

"Is it just because of the different identities?" Hua Manyi looked at her back, a little unwilling, "Then if... Ian said he would redeem me and give me a legitimate title, then can I... "

Jumping out of the humble identity, avoiding the eyes of those people under Ian's halo.

"Hua Manyi, you are delusional." Gong Yan stopped, turned her head and looked at her coldly, "Don't forget, you are my Gong Yan's person, Ian will never redeem you, she just Just coaxing you."

Hua Manyi's face turned pale, and the stench in her mouth became even more bitter, "Then if that person is not Ian, but... Gong Ma, what about you?"

Will one day give her a title so that she will not be afraid of those shackles.

Gong Yan thought she was comparing herself with Ian, and her expression turned cold, "I'm not Ian, stop comparing her with me, and change your clothes."

Seeing her face like this, Hua Manyi swallowed back the words that came to her lips, and responded, "Okay."

Seeing that the person was undressing, Gong Yan turned around slightly, came to the phone base, dialed a few sets of numbers, waited for a few seconds, and finally picked up on the other side, "I'm Gong Yan, help me see that Jiang Yin is still at the party Is it?"

Opposite was the waiter at the party. Hearing this, he glanced at the dance floor, "Mrs. Gong, I saw Miss Jiang Yin here a quarter of an hour ago, but she doesn't seem to be at the party now."

"If you see her back, ask her to call me."

"Okay, Madam Gong."

Putting down the phone, the waiter was worried that he might be mistaken, and walked around the ballroom to make sure that there was no Miss Jiang Yin on the dance floor.

"It's strange, I gave her another drink fifteen minutes ago, why is there no one there?"

The waiter couldn't figure it out, so he had to go back to his job and stand there.

At this moment, outside the towering and majestic building, golden lights lightly spread on the cars parked outside, and the black body blended with the night, adding a bit of low-key.

In a car, the temperature was rising, and there were two women sitting in a small space.

Gong Shulan is sitting in the middle of the back seat, not sitting in a wheelchair. Her two long unconscious legs "stand up" naturally. The high knee makes her legs present a slope, and there is a woman sitting on it .

On the right is a black triangular lace, lying alone on the leather seat.

Jiang Yin supported her shoulder with one hand, and with the other hand, he firmly grabbed at the slit of the cheongsam. She couldn't let it split, otherwise she wouldn't be able to return to the party under such circumstances, and even her family would not be decent. go back.

"Book, Shulan...Okay, okay?" Jiang Yin's body was tense from the beginning to the end, his voice was unbelievably weak, and he was sweating, "It's time for me to go back..."

She has been out for almost half an hour, if she is asked, how should she explain?

"You don't like it?" Gong Shulan listened to the sound of water, raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, but his tone was undeniably threatening.

Jiang Yin could hear the threat in her words, and following the movement of the woman's thin finger bones, she tensed up, closed her eyes and endured, "...I like it."

Even if she says she doesn't like it, this woman will judge that she likes it based on the water flowing into her palm, and even ridicule herself for duplicity.

"If you like it, keep it in your mouth."

Before Jiang Yin could respond to what she meant, she felt a ring-shaped thing slipping in the next moment, with a texture as cold as jade, which made her dare not guess what it was.

"Shulan..." Jiang Yin's voice trembled, "What is that?"

At this moment, Gong Shulan took his hand away and straightened the cheongsam for her, caring like a qualified lover, "Don't lose the sapphire finger ring that my mother gave me, I will check it when I come back tonight."

"Gong Shulan, you're crazy!" Jiang Yin couldn't believe that this woman could be so crazy. The blue jade wrench is an heirloom of the Gong family's heirs. Similarly, this Gong family finger was specially carved by craftsmen into the style of women's wear.But no matter what, this symbolizes the noble status of the Gong family.

Plus, if she returns to the party with something like that in her mouth...

She couldn't imagine that scene, it was so absurd!

"Take it out quickly, okay?" Jiang Yin begged her hard, "Shulan, you can't treat me like this..."

Gong Shulan smiled, unmoved by her pleading, stretched out his hand to open the car door, Jiang Yin hurriedly covered his mouth, the words of begging for mercy stopped abruptly, his eyes looked helplessly at the smug woman, for a moment, his heart was ashamed Accept this punishment.

Getting off Gong Shulan, Jiang Yin closed the car door tightly, and fumbled blindly for the triangle lace she had taken off. After searching for a long time, but couldn't find it, she felt a little anxious, "Shulan, have you seen..."

"No."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yin was choked by this shameless woman. She was sitting alone on one side. He wanted to cry and looked at her, but Gong Shulan just refused to hand it over, determined to make her make a fool of herself in public.

In the end, Jiang Yin pushed open the car door desperately and walked back to the party.

Not long after entering the door, the waiter saw her sharp-eyed and hurried over, almost frightened Jiang Yin, and blamed himself, "Miss Jiang Yin, I'm sorry, I'm here to send you a message. Madam Gong called just now to let you Call her back when you have time."

Jiang Yin put his hands on his waist, trying to ignore the existence of the finger puller, nodded dignifiedly, "I see, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he followed the waiter to the phone desk and called back, "Ayan, it's me. Did you ask me for anything just now?"

Gong Yan was still in Hua Manyi's room, folded the dress she had taken off, and was about to put it in the gift box and return it when she received a call.

"Something happened just now. I took Hua Manyi back to Fenghai. Are you still at the party? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Don't trouble you to come out again, you have a good rest, I'll call a rickshaw to go back later." Jiang Yin thought of the scene of debauching in the car just now, and dared not let her know that such absurd thing happened between her and her sister.

"Well, be careful on the road."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yin breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to return to his seat and wait for the party to end.Not long after clinker sat down, a figure appeared in front of him.

"May I ask you to dance, pretty lady?"

Jiang Yin was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw that the person who came was a gentleman. There was a flash of panic in Jiang Yin's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and declined politely with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I already skipped it." I'm a little tired, sorry."

The man was a little disappointed, but he also respected her decision, "Then can I sit down and have a drink with you?"

"This..." Jiang Yin couldn't refuse again, so he had to agree to his request.

The man happily sat down, had a glass of wine with her, and chatted for a few words. Jiang Yin was a little absent-minded, but he didn't realize that he drank more and more wine. It looks very attractive.

"I'm sorry, I'll excuse you first." Jiang Yin felt that this person had bad intentions, and hurriedly found an excuse to leave, but just as he walked to the gate, his arm was pulled. It was the man, "Miss Jiang Yin is drunk, Do you want me to take you back?"

"No need!" Jiang Yin resisted this inexplicable kindness, shook off his hand, and staggered towards the door. The man refused to give up and stopped him, "Miss Jiang Yin——"

"Liu Zaiyuan, Miss Jiang Yin doesn't want you to be sent back. Why do you have to go against her wishes? Or do you have any plans?" A female voice came from behind. Jiang Yin was a little dizzy and couldn't see who was coming. A vague silhouette, a slim figure, and some familiar aura.

Liu Zaiyuan looked sullen, "What could I have planned? You don't want to spit on people! Huo Suqiu, you just came back and didn't stay at your Huo's house to embroider, but took care of others!"

Seeing more and more people watching the theater, Liu Zaiyuan flung his face away angrily. Huo Suqiu embraced the unconscious Jiang Yin in his arms, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes, "Sister Jiang Yin, long time no see."

The author has something to say: What Gong Shulan wrote made me angry

At present, the main and sub-lines will be written side by side until a few chapters later it will evolve into a main line qaq