Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Ji Xun's voice seemed hoarse than before.

Jiang Chengli couldn't help but searched his stomach again on the stage. The more he talked, the more angry he was, but he couldn't find a way to vent it.

He turned his head and glanced at Ji Xun, and Ji Xun was standing straight, with a straight face, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Chengli didn't give up. He was talking about the banquet, but the words in his mouth turned around and turned to Ji Xun: "I remember that the host said just now that the person who will be Mr. Ji's dance partner can get Mr. Ji's blessing. Is it real?"

"Of course it's true." It was the host who was standing aside and speaking just now.

But Ji Xun didn't move at all, neither turned his head nor spoke.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chengli slightly raised the corners of his lips as if deliberately trying to seduce people's appetite.

The people in the audience saw this, although they didn't say anything, they were all aroused.

"I want Mr. Ji to grant me one wish." Jiang Chengli bent his eyes, and his eyes drifted to Ji Xun.

At this time, Ji Xuncai finally turned his head to Jiang Chengli as if he had a heart-to-heart connection.

"I just don't know if Mr. Ji is willing to grant my wish?" Jiang Chengli turned his head and looked at Shang Ji casually.

"I won't take back what I said, of course I am satisfied." Ji Xun's eyes flashed an obscure light, and it was difficult to distinguish his mind.

"I..." Just as Jiang Chengli was about to say the rest, the gorgeous chandelier on the top suddenly went out, and the hall suddenly fell into darkness.

There was a commotion in the hall.

"power cut?"

"There is still a problem with the wiring."

"Find someone to check the reason." Ji Xun said in the dark.

"Okay." Someone in the darkness immediately responded.

Because of this, Jiang Chengli instantly identified Ji Xun's position. Before he could get close to him, he heard a steady footstep coming towards him, and it was getting closer.

In the next second, someone grabbed his wrist, and those warm hands led him to avoid the rioting crowd and walk to the corner of the hall.

"Master." Ji Xun's voice was very warm and indifferent, but the address in his mouth was something Jiang Chengli had never heard before.

Master?

Jiang Chengli hadn't heard Ji Xun call him that before, and his consciousness was a little slowed down, but he suddenly remembered that he had been Ji Xun's benefactor before, so it was no wonder he called him that.

Before he could open his mouth, a warm and moist touch covered his lips.

Jiang Chengli's eyes widened immediately, but his lips were already in close contact without leaving any gaps.

Jiang Chengli was forced to retreat again and again, until he retreated to the wall, his chest was squeezed and painful, as if the air and lips and tongue full of his chest were about to be sucked away by him.

Jiang Chengli tasted the sweetness of the fruit wine between his lips and tongue, and his heart throbbed in throbbing pain. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ji Xun's half-closed eyes were so dark that there was no light, as if he wanted to suck his whole body in.

Jiang Chengli was stunned for a while and couldn't come back to his senses. Although he didn't understand the reason for Ji Xun's sudden outburst, it was what he wanted to see, so he didn't refuse, until he was almost out of breath and his whole face was covered with tears. Spread a layer of crimson.

Jiang Chengli couldn't help but began to push Ji Xun away, and after finally pushing away, he heard Ji Xun ask him again: "You just said you want a wish?"

Ji Xun's grip made Jiang Chengli's wrist a little tight, and he couldn't help but move, but Ji Xun's hand was only slightly loosened by two points, but he still held his wrist and did not let go.

"What wish?" Ji Xun asked again.