Chapter 182: Why don’t you follow me?

Some men are very direct and directly ask Shen Youran for a phone number. Shen Youran replied lubriciously: "I will tell you next time."
Halfway through the banquet, her tired heart was haggard, and she took the opportunity to go to the bathroom, came out of the bathroom, passed a temporary rest room, and was suddenly dragged in, and the door was closed.
She was screaming in panic, and her lips were hot. Someone covered her lips in the darkness and occupied her breath.
She struggled to push him away. The man clasped her hands and pryed off her tusks. The tip of her nose smelled of tobacco, with a familiar smell, so that she was still struggling to relax her vigilance.
Both of them had a clear champagne flavor in their mouths, and the sweet juice was like pouring honey, not only did it make people sick, but wanted to grab more.
At the end of the kiss, the man left her lips, and she gasped slightly: "Ji Jinchuan?"
In the dark, there was a low chuckle, a crackling sound, the restroom light was turned on, and she stabbed her eyes closed subconsciously, then opened her eyes again, and it was Ji Jinchuan's sharp silhouette that came into her eyes Face.
Ji Jinchuan's palm is on the wall, trapping her in the body and the wall, lowering her head, keeping her balance with her.
Shen Youran's clear pupils reflected his handsome facial features. His cool lips became moist and colored by the kiss just now. His straight nose bridge resembles the artist's elaborate carvings, and his dark eyes are like deep pools.
He wrapped her with a male hormone, making her heart jump uncontrollably.
The eyes of the two were opposite, the breath was entangled, they could not distinguish each other, and they were ambiguous.
In the lounge where the needle drop is audible, who's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and whose eyes were too soft.
She pushed him gently, he was still, she looked away and did not look at him: "Did you just...drink too much?"
"What do you think?" The man's deep voice was hoarse, his eyes deep and cold.
Shen Youran met his deep eyes: "What do you mean?"
Ji Jinchuan's eyes fell on her cheeks with exquisite makeup, and she smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes: "Shen Yaoting hasn't given up yet. Want to use you to save Shen?"
He repeated the irony again and again, the sense of humiliation seemed to strike the whole body, she looked up stubbornly, facing his eyes: "That is my business, it has nothing to do with you."
In the hallway outside, the sound of high heels came, Shen Youran was afraid of being discovered by others, and subconsciously held his breath.
Ji Jinchuan watched her with a high degree of vigilance and snorted softly. He touched her moist lips and gently rubbed: "Shen Youran, I am interested in you, it is better to follow me."
His handsome face was hidden in the shadow of the light, Shen Youran could not clearly see the emotions in his eyes, his fingertips had a warm breath, and he could even smell the tobacco smell faintly.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes projected black silhouettes on her eyelids, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and then lifted her eyelashes, staring at him momentarily: "Then you can help Shen get through Difficult?"
Instead of marrying someone else, it’s better to follow him, and then you can sign a contract first.
Seemingly guessing her thoughts, Ji Jinchuan didn't consider it at all: "I don't accept this condition."