C17 His Rescue

At seven-thirty in the evening, Angie stood nervously at the entrance to the night breeze. Seeing the outfit on her body, An Xi Wen's heart beat really fast. Unnaturally, she tugged at the hem of her skirt in an attempt to pull it longer. Stepping on his pointed high heels, he pretended to be calm as he walked forward.

The security guard saw her and stopped her, "Please show your membership card."

I'm a PR employee who just arrived today. I was successful in applying for a job this morning." As she spoke, Anxian slightly raised her chin. His originally delicate face was adorned with light makeup, making him appear even more beautiful. Today she was wearing a fiery-red dress, a dark V design. His every gesture was filled with all sorts of amorous feelings.

Seeing that her looks were of the highest class, the security guards looked at each other before allowing her to pass. With a slight smile, An Qiangwen put her hair behind her ears and walked into the clubhouse with graceful steps. Seeing her back, the security guard whispered, "It looks like our ace card will have to change again."

Arriving at the nightclub, Anxian leaned against the corner and breathed deeply. Just now, her heart was beating very quickly, afraid that she would be exposed. Before she left, she practiced for a long time over those videos. Only when he was satisfied did he go out.

After calming herself down, An Xi Wen asked the waiter about the situation, and then walked towards the VIP seat. Since she didn't know the exact room, she would carefully look at the name of the box. Just as he was about to leave, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone. A middle-aged man was holding her hand.

"Yo, it really is a beauty who came today." The middle-aged man looked up and down at An Xi Wen, smiling as he spoke, the pig's hand was about to land in front of her.

Seeing this, Anxian Wen immediately slapped his hand away, frowned and said, "Sir, you are mistaken, I am not."

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe her as he pervertedly said, "If it wasn't Miss, why are you wearing such sexy clothes?" "Look at this thigh, it's almost unable to cover it." After saying that, the man made a gesture to raise her skirt.

After slapping off his hand again, An Xi Wen's face turned pale: "Let go of me, I'm busy!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at her disdainfully, "What are you pretending to be so noble for?" "State your price."

Seeing this scene, An Xi Wen felt depressed. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have disguised myself as a Miss and entered here. Now … She really was treated like a little miss. As she thought about how to escape, An Xi Wen's mood became more perturbed.

Suddenly, An Xianwen stomped on the middle-aged man. The latter cried out in pain and instinctively let go. Caught off guard, Anxi staggered back and fell into the arms of a man. Just as he was about to struggle free, a deep and sonorous male voice echoed by his ear, "Why are you late?"

This sound is... Anzhiwen slowly raised her head and met his gaze. Under the bright yellow light, his grave and stern face seemed even colder. His hand was on her waist now, leaning over her as if he were whispering to her.

The middle-aged man snapped out of his daze and raised his hand. Just as he was about to land, he saw the person approaching and stopped mid-air.

After a long while, Anxi Wen finally came back to her senses. She awkwardly opened her mouth and said, "Ou …" Before he could finish his words, An Xi let out a soft cry and pressed her body close to his. He seemed to be able to feel the warmth of his body through the thin fabric of his clothes. The two of them were so close that even their breathing could be clearly heard.

Oshajin looked down at her, his big beautiful eyes shining with surprise. Her lips were very beautiful, alluring, and very tasty. Before his brain could react, his body already had an answer. Osho Jin leaned over, placing his cold lips on hers.

She opened her eyes wide in shock, while An Xi Wen's eyes were filled with astonishment. He, kissed her?