"Quan Moting, don't go too far, you agreed to give me time, but you always persecute me, bully me, you are the dignified second master of Quan, and they are afraid of you, naturally you will not dare to do anything, but what about me? ?"

   She is just a weak woman, others will only bully her as a weak chicken.

   The man turned a deaf ear to Su Qingqing's roar, and first clamped her sharp little claws with one hand, then freed up the other hand to unbutton her jacket, as if to help her change clothes.

  Su Qingqing sucked in a breath of cold air, and her heart couldn't stop shaking twice, "Wait, wait, I can't change it, you stop, I'll do it myself!"

  The man really stopped, and replied with an understatement, "Okay."

   Immediately, Quan Moting let go of his hand, and turned his back to stop looking at Su Qingqing. Su Qingqing made a small fist on his back.

   I can't wait to beat the perverted dog man in front of me.

   But this kind of thought was just a thought. How could her small arms and calves be worth a hand of Quan Moting? When she got angry, Su Qingqing put on the dress with an indignant expression on her face.

   After a while.

   "Change... Okay."

   came out of the dressing room, Su Qingqing stood awkwardly in front of the man.

   Wearing a fiery red fishtail dress on her body, she has a slender curve, a fair and delicate face, and the elegance of her gestures reveals pure and sexy.

   Her long eyelashes draped over her eyelids, and she was too shy to face the man's scorching gaze.

   Quan Moting's Adam's apple rolled down, raised his hand to his lips to hide his embarrassment, and his voice was low.

   "Doesn't fit."

   "Second Master chose the best of course." She said reluctantly, it doesn't matter what she wears.

  As if knowing that she was unwilling, Quan Moting stopped talking. After a while, the stylist came in and pulled Su Qingqing up and down.

  It took nearly two hours to get it done.

   "Ms. Su, you are so beautiful. I have never seen a woman as beautiful and temperamental as you, and you are the perfect match for the second master."

nice?

   Listening to the stylist's "Why flattery", Su Qingqing's heart was not disturbed.

   No matter how well-dressed she is, she is nothing but a vase in the eyes of men, and the more conspicuous she is, the more trouble and trouble she will bring.

   However, looking at the person in the mirror, Su Qingqing was lost for a moment.

   She knew that she had a good face, and she completely inherited her mother's beauty. In the eyes of Zhou Weiwei's mother and daughter, and even more people, the first impression of her was that of a vixen.

   A pair of charming eyes that seem to be able to discharge, with thick and long eyelashes, and lips that are bright and dripping without lipstick, let alone carefully put on makeup.

   This time, she was wearing a fiery red fishtail dress, which made her suet jade-like skin fairer and more charming.

   Not to mention men, even the women present all cast envious and envious glances at her.

   She passed them and walked towards Quan Moting gracefully.

  Almost at that moment, Su Qingqing smiled sweetly and sat on the man's long legs with all kinds of style.

   "Master, do you think I am beautiful today?"

   Her sweet red lips came close to the man's ear, and she blew hot air from her neck between the words, deliberately teasing her without fear of death.

   "My woman is naturally the most beautiful."

   stretched out her hand, and when the man tidied up her messy hair, there was a touch of incomprehensible tenderness in her deep eyes.

  Su Qingqing was completely immune to his molesting, so she bit the bullet and stroked the man's chest, whistling.

   "Second Master, since the family is so beautiful, you have to protect me at the banquet. I promise to follow you obediently and not go anywhere, and try to be an obedient vase. As for..."

   "Oh, don't you want others to know about our relationship?"

  The man saw through her little thought, without any hesitation, he accepted it directly, and asked her casually, "Then what's in it for me."

   As expected of a profiteer of Chi Guoguo, he always thinks about weighing the pros and cons in everything he does, and is a little sympathetic to a weak woman like her, okay?

  Su Qingqing said without a smile, "Isn't it my responsibility and obligation for the second master to love me and protect me, what else do you want?"

   "Duties and Responsibilities?"

   The man chuckled, suddenly leaned into her ear, and murmured, "When will the lady also fulfill her husband and wife obligations?"

   "Cough cough."

   Su Qingqing choked on his own saliva, and got up from his lap in a panic.

  But the man moved faster, his big hand around her waist, Su Qingqing fell back into his hot embrace, his big hand fell on her soft waist, Su Qingqing couldn't move at all.

   "Quan Moting, you!"

   "Forget it in private, in front of outsiders, Madam should be gentle with me, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will do something in front of them."

  Su Qingqing bit her lip and followed his words, "So, the second master promised to keep it a secret for now."

  The man shrugged, unable to deny it, "It's only three months, I can afford to wait, I'm afraid that Qingqing's words won't matter at that time, but then I can't help Qingqing."

   That's right, Su Qingqing fought for three months to accept this marriage. At first, she just said a plan to delay the fight, but she didn't think about whether she should really commit herself to the man in front of her three months later.

   Until this time, Su Qingqing finally understood what Xiao Jinyu said to her.

   Being in the company of Quan Moting is no less than seeking skin with a tiger.

   The two of them made a decision, and they cooperated in an extremely natural and tacit understanding.

   Although Su Qingqing is not his wife, but from the outsider's point of view, Quan Moting can bring a beautiful female companion to such an important business dinner.

   Even if this woman is not the future Mrs. Quan, she is also the woman of Erye Quan.

   From the moment she stepped into the banquet hall, Su Qingqing felt countless hot gazes falling on her body, the feeling was as if she had been placed on the barbecue, and she would have to cook until golden brown on both sides.

   "Second Master, didn't you say my uncle would come too?"

  Su Qingqing had been observing from the moment she entered the door, and she could not see Xiao Jinyu after scanning for most of the time.

  The man holds a glass of champagne in his hand, his slender fingers whirling around the clear glass, and the gleaming waves in his deep eyes are gentle and charming.

   "I knew you were afraid of meeting that guy, so I didn't let them send invitations."

   "What... what?"

   This answer exceeded Su Qingqing's expectations, and she co-authored it for half the night, and finally told her that she was in vain.

  If she could, she really wanted to throw the whole glass of red wine in her hand on the handsome face of Quan Moting, how could she be so stupid to believe this guy's words.

   The woman glared at him angrily, not planning to talk to him anymore.

   Quan Moting's heart moved, thinking about coaxing this funny little cat, but before he could make any move, three or five middle-aged men were already surrounding him with wine glasses.