In the celebrity circle of H city, in addition to the occasional small party for everyone to socialize, they also organize a party only for girls every three months.

And this party is members only.

In fact, the content is not much, it is that everyone gets together to have a good time, is it... a means to draw closer?

Anyway, everyone is invited to this party when they turn 18, and once they are married, they can't come back.

Shang Qingfen just came of age two months ago, and this is the first time she has been invited to participate.

Gotta be... open.

She got up and watched the chef's test above, everything was normal, but the two people in charge of the originally missing side dishes still couldn't find something to replace.

Bian Yingning smiled slightly and said to the people, "Tell them to pack up and get out."

"What if there is one less dish to try?" The manager of the western restaurant asked in a low voice with his head lowered.

Bian Yingning licked the corner of her mouth: "Let them use the remaining ingredients to make a dish freely."

The manager nodded hurriedly, and it can only be like this now.

From another angle, this kind of emergency can actually test the level of a chef.

You can't be at a disadvantage in front of you sisters.

When I arrived at the ballroom, I watched everyone dancing, drinking, chatting and socializing. The scene was harmonious. Bian Yining felt relieved and strolled around with a glass of wine.

Seeing Duanmu Zhenghao surrounded by two girls from a distance, she didn't know what to say, and she suddenly remembered.

It's broken, I don't seem to have gotten closer to Duanmu Zhengjie tonight.

"Why isn't Duanmu Zhengjie's mission over yet?" Bian Yingning asked the system.

"At present, there is no information that Duanmu Zhengjie will not help the male protagonist Nangong Jin, so the task is not over yet."

"?"

"What's the matter, how can a good elite goddess not have a bright mind when she encounters Nangong Jin, is that a good person, that is a poisonous snake that doesn't cover her heat!"

Bian Yingning took the wine and turned into the balcony next to her while complaining.

She was talking to the system in her head, so she didn't pay much attention to the environment around her, and she took big strides. .

"..." Bian Yingning covered her mouth with a cup, and stared at Duanmu Zhengjie with her eyes closed like a bell.

The red wine is slowly falling from her delicate face, drop by drop, seeping into her white dress, like red plums blooming on the snow.

I didn't intend to stay here when I heard someone coming, but I didn't want to turn around and was splashed with wine, Duanmu Zhengjie "…"

"I'm sorry Sister Duanmu..." Bian Yingning quickly picked up the hem of her clothes and wiped the wine stains on her face for Duanmu Zhengjie.

It's cold, what did she do! Can this task still be completed? The Bian family will not be cold in her hands.

She held the hem of her clothes gently and gently pressed it on her face to absorb the wine stains.

"I'm really sorry Sister Duanmu, I didn't notice you coming out, I blame me for walking too recklessly, let's go upstairs, there is a room upstairs, go upstairs to wash and change clothes..."

Bian Yingning apologized desperately, trying to remedy something.

Duanmu Zhengjie raised her hand and grabbed Bian Yingning's busy hand, and lowered her eyes, the clothes she was holding were also stained by wiping the wine stains for herself.

"Is an apology useful?" she said coldly.

Bian Yingning bit her lip, her voice was low and hoarse, she didn't dare to retract her hand: "I'm sorry..."

—an apology.

A arrogant woman like Duanmu Zhengjie has never been splashed with red wine like this. She should be angry.

"Or is this your trick again?"

These words made Bian Yingning bewildered, looked at Duanmu Zhengjie suspiciously, and met her cold and insightful eyes: "Hand, means?"

"What are you thinking of approaching me on purpose?"

Bian Yingning opened her mouth and murmured for a long time, "Sister...don't think about it...it's really just an accident, I didn't mean it."

She couldn't answer why she was deliberately approaching her, she could only stay on the level of pouring red wine.

Duanmu Zhengjie stared at her for a long time before letting go of her hand.

"Your attitude of avoiding and not answering has already made me understand your ulterior motives." Duanmu Zhengjie turned around and wanted to leave, but Bian Yingning grabbed her wrist.

Her wrist is very thin, Bian Yingning's hand is not big, but she can hold it whole.

She didn't dare to let Duanmu Zhengjie leave like this. The mission on Duanmu Zhengjie has not been completed, and if the mission is not completed, it will be a thunderbolt.

Bian Yingning didn't have time to savor the feeling like holding a suet jade.

"Sister, what's the matter, let's go and get rid of the red wine on us first? I don't want others to see you now."

Soft and low, like a pleading tone.

Reason told Duanmu Zhengjie that she should leave now instead of spending more time with this little fox, but she couldn't move her legs.

I looked out, and there were several vases at a suitable distance on the buffet table not far away.

The red roses in one of the vase were blooming brightly under the bright light, reminding her of the bouquet brought to her by the waiter when she was at the Coast Western Restaurant.

…

Hot water spewed down from the overhead shower, Duanmu Zhengjie closed his eyes and let the hot water hit his face and slide down his body.

The bathroom was gradually occupied by water vapor, and the mirror opposite was also covered with mist, making it impossible to see the figure.

A knock on the door sounded: "Sister Duanmu, I'll put your clothes on the door for you. By the way, there are bathrobes on the bathroom shelf."

Duanmu Zhengjie wiped the drops of water on his face and opened his eyes.

When she came out, there was no one in the suite room, even the door was lightly closed.

Duanmu Zhengjie pulled the bathrobe that exposed most of her shoulders but no one appreciated it, and lifted the clothes on the chair by the door. Glittering down.

...and put two chest stickers on it.

Holding the soft gadget, Duanmu Zhengjie smiled silently.

Is this courage?

I changed the skirt, and it fit quite well, but it was a little tight on my chest.

She came out wearing a hotel cotton mop, and Bian Yining sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze.

Hearing the voice, she got up quickly, and her eyes lit up when she saw Duanmu Zhengjie: "Sister, you look so good in this dress, this dress is new, I was planning to go to the party tonight when Wear it, but I think yours suits you better than mine."

Bian Yingning also changed into a white shirt skirt.

The top is the style of the shirt, the neckline is a little low, the bottom is a round skirt, just wrapping the hips, and there is a black girdle on the waist, which supports the waist very thin.

The exposed legs were slender and straight, stepping on the silver high heels she had been wearing tonight.

Indeed, Duanmu Zhengjie's clothes have always been dignified and dignified.

Since Bian Yingning stood up and Duanmu Zhengjie saw the clothes on her body, her eyes never left her skirt.

Bian Yingning noticed it, bowed her head and pulled the corner of her skirt a little embarrassedly: "What's the matter, do I look ugly in this suit?"

Only then did Duanmu Zhengjie withdraw his gaze: "Aren't you afraid of going out?"

"Where are the panties?" Duanmu Zhengjie suddenly asked.

"Huh?" The smile on Bian Yingning's face has yet to be taken back.

"Prepare chest stickers, but don't prepare underwear? Just focus on the top and ignore the bottom?" Duanmu Zhengjie asked quietly.

Bian Yingning tried her best to control her eyes not to fall into the wrong place.

Chest stickers are generally required to wear a dress. Bian Yingning originally wanted Duanmu Zhengjie to take a bath, but she would definitely have to tear it off, and then stick it back. Maybe the viscosity is not enough, so she prepared a pair for her.

And that pair is also matched with the dress, as for the following... Does this also belong to her mission?

"I...I..."

At this time, there were only two of them in the presidential suite, and they were talking about such a question again. When I thought that Duanmu Zhengjie was asking himself this question in a vacuum.

Bian Yingning felt that her old face was about to burn.

Can't... just wear the one just now...

"I'll have someone prepare it right away!"

Bian Yingning also ran out.

With a bang, the door closed.

Duanmu Zhengjie walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the night scene outside, and tapped his fingertips on his arm rhythmically.

So she…

It is also, chasing fame and fortune, who is not like this, and she herself.

After a while, the door opened again, Bian Ying Ninghuo rushed back, the arc of the skirt raised people always want to explore.

"Sister, don't wait for a long time, na, hurry... um... here." Bian Yingning walked behind Duanmu Zhengjie and handed her a small bag.

Duanmu Zhengjie took it and rubbed his fingertips against Bian Yingning's palm.

When she walked to the bedroom with the bag, Bian Yingning rolled up her hands and spoke to her back.

"I hope my sister doesn't think too much, I approach you, not to get something from you, just to make a friend with my sister...

Just the kind of simple friend I miss you and how well you are.

I may not have as much knowledge as my sister, and you may think that there will be no common topics with me…

But as long as I can occasionally cook a dish you like for my sister, meet and chat with you, that's enough for me. "

As long as two people can talk, she is confident that someone can persuade her not to fall into Nangong Jin's trap.