Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 857 - 860 My Fourth Brother Will Kill Me

"Okay."

He put away the playing cards and pulled the dilly-dallying woman with him. Gu Shaocheng could easily tell she was being pushed into a corner, but since the idea was her own suggestion, Gu Shaocheng had no interest in extricating her from the situation. He led her to the dance floor and whispered something in her ear, causing Chenxing’s face to flush red. She shook her head repeatedly, but Gu Shaocheng laughed devilishly. She felt her scalp tingle, thinking she looked incredibly foolish standing there in the middle of the dance floor. Left with no choice, as if forced to join the bandits on Mount Liang, she ultimately nodded in agreement.

She wasn’t completely clueless about the hot dancing around her; she still remembered some moves her cousin taught her to seduce Gu Shaocheng. Although her previous attempt not only failed to seduce him but also led to a harsh crushing she now felt indifferent about, the young girl, drawing courage from her sparse memories, began to playfully pose in front of him.

At first, she was very restrained. Gradually, she let go, and in the end, she simply threw caution to the wind...

Of course, this entire mental and physical transformation was observable by only one person.

That was none other than the male god who focused his entire being on her;

Another man, however, was observing the body of another woman, starting off quite freely, but gradually becoming more restrained, and in the end, his movements turned stiff.

Hua Hua mockingly asked, "Luo Xi, what’s wrong with you?"

Suddenly, Luo Xi wrapped her arms around his neck, and the two were instantly ablaze with passion. A sudden buzz in Hua Hua’s head gave her a sense of foreboding.

He moved his lips, "Would you dare not use me as a pawn?"

"We’re just using each other." Her eyes briefly glanced over at the god-like man paired with the idiot.

Hua Hua gritted her teeth secretly, "Damn, you win."

She grabbed his tie and pulled him toward her, "I’ll borrow your shoulder for a bit."

Forced to lean over, he swayed his hips, the flirtatious man took the fiery woman into his arms, his voice a husky whisper, "My fourth brother will kill me."

For some reason, Luo Xi’s eyes had already reddened, using him to block for a moment, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, a long-lost memory pricking her heart with discomfort.

Was it in this nightclub?

How long ago was it?

She was triumphant sitting in front of the piano, singing a song resisting the arrival of love, her lips twisted in self-mockery, tears stubbornly held back in her eyes, refusing to fall.

The man behind her, draping an arm around a woman he’d casually pulled in, yet his gaze kept sneakily flicking over, his body trembling from excessive restraint. Closing his eyes, he wished he could split the tightly joined couple in two, even if one was his brother and the other his woman!

Yan Fengchi arrogantly and prejudicially forced himself to look away. The next second, he pushed the woman clinging to him away without a trace of compassion, turned, and walked away.

Sitting alone in an open booth, he poured a glass of liquor and downed it smoothly, a pleasing sight, yet the very next second, when the glass landed on the low table, it became an unintentional casualty, shattered to pieces!

His throat rolled as his heart rose and fell with the silhouettes on the dance floor, eventually becoming so lost he couldn’t find it again. The hand that once more held a glass clenched so tightly from the strain that the glass shattered all over the table once again.

Resigned to his destructive tendencies, he dared not touch another glass and leaned against the sofa, towering and silent, not uttering a word, his lips pressed firmly together.