C110 I can't trample you to death

"If you're afraid I'll embarrass you, why don't you lock me in?" Heavens, why is there such a contradiction and such a shameless person in this world?

"An Xin just wait and see. I'll lock you in the room from tomorrow onwards, so that you won't have any dissatisfied looks while seducing men everywhere." Gong Sheng pinched An Xin's chin, a look of warning on his face.

"Abnormal." An Xin cursed softly in her heart.

"What did you say?"

Gong Sheng seemed to have grown ears in her heart as his cold eyes instantly became cold.

"I agree." An Xin immediately submitted with a fawning expression.

Ren Qi couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking at the two of them, "Ai, I didn't think that the first one to lose his virginity would be you."

"It's simply too unscientific. It's clearly an ice mountain, and it has no interest in women at all. To suddenly turn into a jar of vinegar, I have to tell San'er about this. Our boss has been bent by a woman."

"If the two of you feel that there's no need to stay in the entertainment circle anymore, I don't mind the next ban." CEO Gong kindly reminded.

"Ai, I'm scared of you." Ren Qi stood up straight in embarrassment, then suddenly stretched out his hand towards An Xin, "Eldest Sister-in-law, can I ask you to dance?"

"Uh, me, that …" She wasn't his sister-in-law, and she didn't know how to dance.

"F * ck off." Gong Sheng raised his long legs and kicked Ren Qi.

After that, he stood up, and with an overbearing aura, he stared at An Xin. "My woman, she can't even dance. You really make me lose face."

An Xin stared back at me with a look of disgrace.

"You still dare to glare at me? An Xin will see how I'll deal with you when we get back." Gong Sheng grabbed her and dragged her towards the dance floor.

"Hey, what are you doing?" This place was outside of the palace, and the main point was that everyone here was a reputable person. Since the palace sage was pulling on her, he wasn't afraid that others would think too much about her.

"Dancing."

Coldly throwing down these two words, he dragged An Xin onto the dance floor.

An Xin lost her footing and fell forward.

"You throwing yourself at me is a bit too fake, it should be like this." The palace saint gave her to catch, his big hand grabbed her waist, and he used his strength to press her onto his body.

"Can you be even more shameless?" She had only fallen when he had pulled too fast and then suddenly stopped, so where was she to throw herself into his arms?

"Woman, don't test my bottom line." With his other hand, he lifted her chin and looked at her coldly.

"Forget I said anything."

"…"

The corner of Gong Sheng's lips curled up as he held her slender waist in satisfaction and led her to dance on the dance floor.

However, as soon as the two of them started, An Xin stepped on the shiny leather shoes of the Palace Lord.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Gong Sheng gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing as he glared at her.

"Didn't I just say that I don't know how to do it?" It can't be, it can't be, so it's normal to step on it. An Xin blinked innocently with her big eyes, "Why don't you find someone else?"

Gong Sheng glared at her coldly, dragging her to continue dancing.

However, An Xin almost stepped on his feet with every step.

The step even made An Xin feel a bit of pain, but after he stopped his first step and glared at her, he felt as if the person she was stepping on wasn't him.

It couldn't be any more natural.

Was this move not good enough? An Xin was exasperated. She wanted to take revenge on him, but he clearly didn't feel anything.

Could it be that she didn't step hard enough? Why don't you use a little more force?