Chapter 762 We can talk
“Crunch!”
Chu Heng drove into the Cuban Embassy, made a beautiful drift, and parked the car firmly in an empty space.
“Ugh!”
Dalia, who was a little motion sick, retched and raised her head, looking angrily at the lover driving next to her, with tears in her eyes, saliva at the corner of her mouth, and her palms lightly Gently rubbing his throat that seemed to be split: "Can't you slow down a little? You almost killed me!"
"Sorry, dear, he chased me too closely. I always felt that he wanted to hit me to death!" Chu Heng shrugged, pointed at Andrew who drove in from behind, and apologized without sincerity.
“Damn bastard!”
Dalia became irritable when she mentioned this guy. Like an angry lioness, she pushed open the door and got out of the car, holding up her skirt and roaring angrily. He roared towards Andrew, who had just parked the car and got out of the car with a slumped face, and was cursed.
"You pervert, murderer, and violent maniac, what are you going to do? Isn't it enough for you to kill your own wife? Are you going to kill your own daughter with your own hands?"
"If you don't leave him, I'd rather run you over to death!"
Andrew glanced at her coldly, ignored her, and reached out to pull his female companion into the embassy.
"Asshole, hit me if you can, I'll wait for you!"
Dalia stood behind and became furious.
Chu Heng stepped forward to hold her hand in time and comforted her warmly in her ear: "Okay, dear, today is a rare time for us to get together. Don't let him affect your mood."
The subtle warm feeling on the ears made Dalia feel sad Liya felt itchy, and a blush slowly appeared on her snow-white face. She turned her blue eyes and looked at the man beside her with a charming look. Her whole body became quiet, like a docile kitten, holding his arm sweetly. With his arms bent, he walked inside under the guidance of the waiter.
When they arrived at the banquet hall, there were not many people inside. The not very spacious space was filled with guests of various skin colors. Avima, who was wearing a brand-name suit, was like a social butterfly, walking around with a spring breeze on her face. , I can chat and laugh with anyone.
Seeing Chu Heng bring Dalia in, she glanced at the tall, handsome man, with undisguised jealousy on his face, and walked over with small steps.
"Welcome!"
She enthusiastically stepped forward and hugged the two of them gently. While hugging Chu Heng, she even secretly grabbed the guy's butt.
Well, it’s very sexy!
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng, who had been eaten tofu, rolled his eyelids speechlessly, and did not shy away from Dalia beside him at all, and directly asked: "How are the preparations?"
Ai Wei Ma also knew that Dalia was one of her own, she straightened up confidently, exposing most of her white breasts, and patted the handbag hanging on her arm: "Don't worry, there is no one except you. No man can refuse me, and besides, I have prepared a secret weapon."
Chu Heng ignored the resentment in her words and picked up a poured glass of whiskey from the wine table next to him, with a look on his face. A smile full of hormones, swaying the wine glass: "Looking forward to your success!"
"Yes, our success!"
Avima blinked with a coquettish look, wiped herself and brought two glasses of wine, handed one to Dalia, and held one for herself. Then the three of them touched it gently and drank it in tacit agreement.
Wait until she leaves.
Dalia put her pretty face to Chu Heng’s ear expectantly, glanced at Andrew who was chatting with someone not far away with a fake smile on his face, and said excitedly: "Chu Heng, I really I’m really looking forward to what this guy will look like after his reputation is ruined!”
“Shouldn’t you be looking forward to our date after the cocktail party?” Chu Heng put his hand on her slender waist with a sad look on his face.
"Of course, I'm looking forward to our date even more." Dalia smiled sweetly and leaned into his arms, her eyes burning: "I really want the reception to end soon." "Be patient, we There is an old saying in China, good food never comes late." Chu Heng licked his lips, and his heart started to throb, feeling the soft touch on his arm, and his mind was full.
The doggy man and woman were bored for a while, and soon the reception officially began.
Different from the gorgeous orchestra at the Maozi cocktail party, the band of the Cuban embassy takes a special route, using three-string guitar, sand bells, scraping gourd, bange drum and other Cuban special instruments, plus piano and saxophone, to perform Playing a piece of exotic Cuban jazz.
Dalia unexpectedly liked this style very much. She danced one song after another, like a lioness guarding her food, with cold eyes filled with murderous intent. One after another, alluring bitches who coveted the body of her male companion left.
Far away.
Andrew, who had just finished dancing with others, looked at his daughter who was in high spirits with a straight face, feeling indescribable pain in his heart.
“Damn it!”
He took a sip of wine gloomily, and had no intention of dancing anymore. He wiped himself off, picked up a bottle of vodka, and walked to the sofa on one side, sipping the drink one after another. His mind was also spinning rapidly, thinking about how to get rid of Chu Heng, this annoying fly.
"Mr. Andrew, you seem to be very unhappy today."
Evima, who had been paying attention to him, saw the opportunity and came over with a wine glass, and sat next to him with a coquettish smile.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern." As the ambassador of Maozi, Andrew was in contact with all the upper-class people, so he didn't know her. He smiled politely and was about to get up and leave.
He just wants to be quiet now and doesn't want to be disturbed.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Avima frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said quickly: "Is it because of that despicable, dirty, hypocritical guy Chu Heng? ?”
Ouch!
If you say that, then we can still talk for a while!
Andrew immediately stopped getting up and sat back down again, as if he had found a soulmate. With a sincere smile on his face, he asked: "Oh? It seems that you also hate that sewer bug."
"Of course!"
Evima nodded vigorously, and pretended to glare at Chu Heng who was dancing happily. After taking a big sip of wine, she said angrily: "I'm very I like playing cards, but this despicable bastard cheated me out of more than a thousand dollars at the card table a few days ago! You know we were very good friends! This makes me very sad.”
"This despicable guy!"
Andrew, who had lost twice in a row, immediately felt the same, and immediately acted like a talkative woman, drinking with Avima while criticizing Chu Heng's various crimes.
And we had a great time chatting.
While drinking, the bottle of wine he brought was empty.
Just when Andrew was about to get the wine, Avima stopped him: "Mr. Andrew, you are a distinguished guest, please let me do this kind of thing."
said With that, she stood up gracefully and walked towards the wine table with a coquettish figure.
Andrew moved his eyes away from the two seemingly tight buttocks without any trace, feeling the remaining warmth on his palms, taking a deep breath of the faint scent of perfume in the air, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little swaying. .
Everyone has seven emotions and six desires.
Not to mention a man like him whose wife has been dead for many years and has been single.
(End of this chapter)