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He remembered the first time he'd seen her, in the big auditorium, at the opening of the awards ceremony, when she'd danced a fan with the other girls, red cheongsam fans, and she was clearly in a side position, but it was hard not to focus on her.

After the dance, there were a series of speeches, and finally, the award ceremony. Leung Youshen had awarded her with a school scholarship, but she had not expected that it was given to her. At that time, she had changed into a red qipao, white clothes, and a high ponytail. Now that she had washed off her makeup, she had an appearance that would cause anyone who saw her to stare at her.

After the awards ceremony, it was inevitable for them to have a meal. The school's leaders had already prepared a private room at the hotel and invited the sponsors over. There were also a few well-dressed female students, including the daughter of the dean of the department. Jiang Musang was there for a period of time.

Leung Youshen saw this scene and for some reason, felt a sense of joy in his heart. Before the old master could attack him and cause trouble for him, Leung Youshen said, "Jiang Musang, your dancing is pretty good."

Only then did Jiang Musang raise her head, "Mn, I know." Her answer wasn't humble at all. Everyone present was stunned. However, Leung Youshen only chuckled and did not say anything else.

Leung Youshen was the youngest in this group of boss elders, but they could not compare to his identity. Seeing that he had neglected the girl beside him, who had specially praised him and laughed lightly at her disrespectful reply, he was unable to understand what he meant. However, he did not dare touch Jiang Musang again, and accepted the wine to punish her.

During the meal, Leung Youshen went to the washroom. When he came out, he saw Jiang Musang standing at the entrance of the men and women's restroom with his back against the wall, and a cigarette between his right index and middle finger.

"Girls don't smoke well."

"Doesn't look good?" She asked him that back, and blew out a puff of smoke as if it were a provocation.

The women around Leung Youshen would usually not smoke, for example Jiang Musang, who asked him instead because he said it was not good to smoke. Leung Youshen was indeed a rare sight. So he stopped and looked at her carefully. She was still wearing the white jeans, but her smoking look had a tinge of rebellious beauty to it. No. You look pretty good. "

Jiang Musang laughed, pushed the cigarette in his hand into the trash can beside him, then walked over and stood still in front of him, his arms wrapped around his neck, "I've always been very good-looking, do you want to take a closer look Mr. Leung?"

Under the yellow light, she slightly raised her head, changing the indifference on the table. The corners of her mouth raised, and her beautiful fox eyes exuded a pure and evil aura.

Leung Youshen was not an inexperienced youth, so he naturally understood the deep meaning behind Jiang Musang's words.

"Jiang Musang, do you want to play?" He looked at her with a dangerous glint in his eyes, but she didn't see it. She feigned innocence and asked, "What are you playing at? "Is it fun?" She was close to him, her warm breath tickling his face.

Leung Youshen admitted that his interest had been piqued and he was not planning to let her go tonight.

Since he was the one who delivered it, there was no reason for him to reject it.

He drove her to the hotel, and as soon as he entered he couldn't help but pick her up and put her on the bed.

"Don't you want to wash first?" Although he said it like that, Jiang Musang squinted her eyes, looking completely like a fox that could captivate the soul.

Leung Youshen leaned over and unbuttoned the collar of her shirt with one hand while the other hand reached behind her clothes to unbutton her undergarment. Seeing that her shirt was tighter, the lust in her eyes started to dissipate.