Chapter 895 Ding, Your Vinegar Jar Is Online! (Twenty Two)
Feng Qian blinked her eyes, and obediently walked towards the fragments.
When approaching, Ye Jue reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist.
He got up from the bed, moving slowly.
Feng Qian only felt the world spinning for a while, and was pressed on the bed by the other party.
Feng Qian was a little confused.
The fragment clamped her wrist, lowered its eyes, and looked at her faintly.
The distance between the two is very close, so close that each other's breaths are intertwined, and the sound of the beating of the heart can be clearly heard.
He let go of the hand that clamped the girl's wrist, and his fingertips fell slowly, all the way down the girl's waistline.
He paused slightly until his cold white fingertips landed on the slit of the girl's hem.
At this point, as long as it goes down a little further, the fingertips can touch the girl's skin.
His eyes became deeper and deeper, his fingertips moved down slowly, and the cold temperature touched the snow-white skin on the girl's legs.
A slight tremor caused Feng Qian to be stunned.
After being stunned, there was a shame that was hard to ignore.
Feng Qian's hand reached down, trying to hold the other's troublesome hand.
However, her arms are not long enough to reach them.
Feng Qian was tired and raised his hand to pinch Ye Jue's waist.
After being pinched on the waist, Ye Jue's movements paused slightly, but he did not restrain himself.
On the contrary, it got worse.
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The wind is shallow and the heart is tired.
He raised his hand and touched his lips.
In the end, it was it who suffered.
After all, Ye Jue didn't go too far, he just pressed her down and kissed her for a long time.
This person brought her to the underground auction house, and took her directly to this room, asking her to change into a dress.
Then the so-called dress is this cheongsam.
Feng Qian raised her eyes and glanced at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the phone.
Soon, Ye Jue went to Feng Qian and handed the girl a cup of hot water.
Feng Qian held the hot water and drank it slowly.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Jue went to open the door, and when he came back, he had an extra white dress in his hand.
Ye Jue handed the dress to Feng Qian, "Put on this one."
Feng Qian felt that the fragments were strange.
"oh."
After drinking the hot water, Feng Qian walked into the bathroom with the gown.
To be honest, she was not very comfortable wearing this cheongsam.
The later dress was long, with no legs, but only the ankles.
The overall design is also conservative.
After changing clothes and coming out, Ye Jue went out with Feng Qian.
The door is a resplendent corridor.
There were people walking around in twos and threes in the corridor. They were wearing formal clothes, holding a glass of wine in their hands, talking and laughing happily.
When they saw Ye Jue, they all suppressed their smiles and greeted them with some fear.
"My lord."
Ye Jue held the girl's hand, his face was expressionless, and he always ignored the greetings from others.
Along the way, Feng Qian also noticed that these people were very afraid of Ye Jue, and some of them were timid and even trembled uncontrollably.
Feng Qian was curious, and finally concluded, probably this is the power of blackening.
Ye Jue took Feng Qian to a box.
The decoration in the box is high-end and exquisite, and the environment is very comfortable.
There is an LCD screen hanging on the opposite side, which shows the picture on the auction platform, and the picture quality is very clear.
A wall around the display screen is made of transparent glass, and people in the box can see the outside scene through the glass.
This angle is also facing the auction platform.
After Feng Qian walked in, he raised his foot and approached the glass wall.
The view here is indeed excellent, and the structure of the entire auction house can be seen clearly.
It is roughly circular, and the auction table is placed in the center.