Chapter 338

"It's a great honor for me to dance with such a big guy as Miss Kong. After dinner, could you please have a chat with Miss Kong at home?" The eyes of the man dancing with Kongzi burst out with pure light. His hands tightly clasped her waist, as if he could not wait to take Kongzi home.

"Yes, but there is a condition for me to promise you." Kongzi's delicate face crossed with a smile.

"Whatever the terms are, you can say it." Man eyebrow eye pick, full of hope of looking at the hole porcelain.

He would like to take Kongzi home and turn him into a ghost under the knife.

Kongzi's hands touched the man's strong chest, reached to his ear and breathed, "it's very easy to find a way to let the woman in white over there fall into the man's arms, not in his arms, and fall to the ground."

The man took a look over there.

This is not Mrs. Ling. That man is mu Er Shao.

Neither of them is easy to provoke.

Aware of the difficulty of things, the man frowned and fell into a thick tangle.

"If you can't do it, today's dance will be here."

Kong porcelain pretends to be a cold face, breaks off the man's hands placed on her waist, and is ready to leave.

The man smilingly extended his hand and hooked the Kong porcelain back. "Hey, don't do that. Let me think about it. What's the best way to do it?"

When Kongzi heard his words, he smiled politely and climbed up his shoulder again. "It's almost the same. Come on, think slowly. You have a song time."

Delicate red lips, as if a man's deadly medicine, will be the death of men.

The man's eyes lingered up and down, and finally fell on the Pearl Brooch of Kong porcelain, which was crystal clear.

The pearls on the brooch seem to be hand-made. The man reaches out to touch the brooch of hole porcelain.

Before touching it, he was chopped by a hand knife of Kongzi. "Want to eat my tofu? And don't look at what it's like? "

The man retracted his hurt hand and cried, "no, Miss Kong, I just think we can use the Pearl on the brooch to remove it, and the bead will roll down to the bottom of their feet..."

The man's words came into the ear of Kong porcelain, and her mouth gradually raised a satisfactory arc.

"That's a good idea."

At this point.

I don't want to jump any more until I see Ling Xiaohan.

"Almost. Now can you tell me who caused him to bump into my father?"

"Can't wait to finish this dance?" Mu Ting looks at Ji Qianchen in her arms with a smile.

"Two little bathers, don't let me hate you, after all, your third brother is enough annoying." Ji Qianchen's whole body is stiff and can't relax at all.

"He is him, I am me, I am looking for you to fulfill one's last wishes."

"Who?" Ji Qianchen a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly stare round.

"Yechen."

Hearing these two words from his red lips, Ji Qianchen's dance stopped abruptly and stared at the man who was so similar to yechen's temperament.

"How do you know him? Are you his brother or his brother?"

Now it seems that only this news can explain why the two people are so similar but different.

"You don't have to worry about this. He said before he died that he loved someone deeply and didn't have a chance to get it. Even after he died, he hoped someone could take care of you and protect you." Mu Zheng speaks slowly, his deep voice is like a charming subwoofer, and his ears are numb.

Ji Qianchen clenched his lips and slowly raised his bright eyes, "so you will take care of me for his last wish? Are you sure it's care? I already have a husband. He is very kind to me. "

"OK? I don't think so. " Mu tingsen smiled coldly.

He only needs one second to switch from warm to cold.

He is a man of unpredictable character.

The whole body is full of dangerous breath, which makes people flinch.

"Well, I know myself, Mu Er Shao. Now can you tell me the truth and let me go?" Ji Qianchen's face was overcast and repeated again.

Mu Ting's brown eyes flickered with light. He stared at Ji Qianchen directly. "I'll tell you when I've finished the song."

"All right." Ji Qianchen put out his hand impatiently, put it on his shoulder, and continued to jump.

The soothing waltz music, the guests on the dance floor, keep rotating and jumping together.

Ji Qianchen's high heels are not very high, because she is pregnant. If it's not for matching the skirt, she will never wear them.

Follow the beat, back and forth, rotate.

She didn't know what was round on the sole of her foot. She fell to the ground with a plop because of her unstable center of gravity.

"Ah..." In a hurry, Ji Qianchen reaches out and grabs Mu Ting's tie.

And Mu Ting, who put his hand in time, also put his arm around her waist in time, buttoned her up and didn't fall to the ground.Two people's posture just came into the eyes of Ling Xiaohan who smoked a cigarette from the bathroom.

Mu Ting's smile is shallow, and her deep eyes are staring at the woman falling into his arms.

She is not a particularly beautiful woman, but has a kind of beauty that can win men's favor.

"You're trying to strangle me by pulling my tie so tight?" Mu Ting slowly lifts Ji Qianchen up.

Ji Qichen hurriedly pulled away his hand and patted the place he touched. "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

"Well, it doesn't matter." Mu Ting fixed her eyes on the floor where she almost slipped.

There are several round pearls on the smooth ground.

This is the main cause of Ji Qian's slide.

Who put pearls on the dance floor?

The fierce eyes swept around the crowd.

Attention was paid to the hole porcelain which was ready to leave the field.

She affectionately took a man's hand and walked out of the dance floor.

Ji Qianchen goes to Mu Ting's side, "the truth tells me that the music has finished."

"I can only tell you that the murderer just danced on this dance floor. As for that man, I will send someone to your house."

Ji Qianchen swept around the dance floor at full speed, the music stopped, and most people had left the dance floor in groups.

How can she find out who it is?

"Just tell me the name?"

"Ah, I always have to pay to get it, and I said I would tell you who the murderer is, and I didn't say that I must say the name of the murderer." Mu Ting looks like a sly fox.

In front of him, Ji Qianchen is a rabbit with no power to fight back.

"It's OK. Just send someone to my home. I'll cross examine myself, Mu ting. There's no time to meet. I'll always remember ye Chen's help, but I hope my happiness will not be disturbed any more. The dead will rest in peace. Mu Er Shao doesn't have to disturb my life for him."

Ji Qianchen turns around and proudly steps out of the dance floor.