Chapter 226 The Hot Dancing Queen
"William?" Lydia Collins's face became more and more ugly, and his voice couldn't help but increase a few minutes.
William Bryan glanced at her and said with a blank face, "I won't sing."
"But don't you like hot springs either?" Lydia Collins bit his lip.
"No." William Bryan said faintly, "Hot spring health."
Say that finish, he walked gracefully, slowly into the pool.
Lydia Collins: "…"
She glared at Charlee Ford bitterly, and finally chose to leave the hot spring because she was afraid of life.
As soon as Lydia Collins left, Chang Sheng soaked in the pool again, while Charlee Ford still sat by and resolutely refused to go into the water.
The air was somewhat silent, and all three people seemed embarrassed.
Suddenly, Chang Sheng suddenly opened his mouth: "Mr. Mu is really idle, and his wife doesn't care about other people's wives."
He is talking about William Bryan racing horses with Wang Mian because of Charlee Ford.
William Bryan ignored him, and Chang Sheng pushed his luck. "If you want me to say, no one is as good-looking as my little baby. Even if you become someone else's fiancee, it is remembered every day."
This is the case with Chang Sheng. He owes a lot of money. The more you ignore him, the more energetic he will be.
This damn shura yard.
Charlee Ford felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time. The silent war between them might affect herself.
Thought of here, Charlee Ford got up and turned to run away. However, after squatting for too long, his feet suddenly became numb and his legs became soft, and he fell straight behind in wait for a while.
Large social death scene.
She has even made up her mind to fall into the pool and be covered in mess...
"Burst--"
Sure enough, she fell into the pool, but the touch of starting was not the cold rock wall and warm pool water, but... slightly firm and firm skin.
Charlee Ford's eyes widened in disbelief, and it was William Bryan's expressionless face.
Her men touched it consciously and made sure that the place they touched was William Bryan's chest!
William Bryan's face turned very strange.
His eyelids shook and seemed unbearable. Finally, he sank his voice and said, "Is it easy to touch?"
Charlee Ford's brain went down, and his mind was full of yellow waste such as "I touched William Bryan's chest muscles", "I touched William Bryan's abdominal muscles" and "William Bryan's body is really good".
So she said, "Hand, feel good."
William Bryan's face darkened a little, and his arms around her suddenly loosened.
Charlee Ford, however, did not stand firm, skidded and nearly fell again. She put her hands and feet around William Bryan's body subconsciously, and the whole person clung to him like an octopus.
Two people were wearing thin clothes, and when they were soaked in water, their bathrobes were more closely attached to their bodies.
They can even feel the temperature from each other.
Charlee Ford's body is soft and unreasonable, and with the water floating, William Bryan can't tell at one time.
Is the water soft or is her body soft?
"Come down." He used great strength to restrain the impulse of shouting in his body.
Charlee Ford put his arm around him. "Put me back on the shore, I'm afraid I can't stand again."
William Bryan was helpless, sighed, and hugged her and walked towards the shore.
When he walked, Charlee Ford was slightly bumpy, and this kind of touch made William Bryan more in high spirits.
Finally put her down, and a few drops of sweat appeared on William Bryan's forehead.
At this time, Chang Sheng leaned his head: "Little baby, what's wrong with you?"
Charlee Ford glared at him. "Nothing!" Say that finish and left the hot spring.
She changed her clothes and went out. On the way, she passed a woman who stuffed something into her hand.
Charlee Ford went to a place where there was no monitoring and took out what had just been stuffed.
It's a miniature listener.
She put the monitor on the earring on her earlobe, and immediately there was a sizzling current sound in her ears.
Then, a processed male voice sounded: "Boss, can you hear Boss?"
Charlee Ford said "well" and saw a balcony next to her. She went over and put her hands on the balcony, looking at the people who were having fun below without changing her face.
"The Collins did make a move." The male voice sounded again: "Long Peikai, an old fox, is really sinister. He chose to do it at this time. It must be the reason why those rich second generations who have no brains have gone to Village?"
The other party said indignantly, paused and asked her carefully: "Boss, are we going to stop his boat?"
Charlee Ford finally spoke. She said faintly, "No, just keep staring."
Say, her eyes flashed a touch of meditation.
William Bryan added several wounds to his body. Obviously, Long Peikai sent him some tasks.
What can hurt William Bryan must be difficult to deal with behind it. Compared with Long Peikai, who is on the table, what he secretly arranged for William Bryan to do is more difficult.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! Our nightlife-officially started!" A voice suddenly came from the open space below.
Someone said excitedly with a microphone.
As soon as his voice fell, the young bodies writhed wildly, accompanied by endless cheers, as if they were going to pierce the sky.
Charlee Ford turned off the monitor and looked down from the balcony.
It's a mess.
"Tonight, we will choose the hot dancing queen and send out our limited gift box of true love kiss!"
"Kiss of true love limited gift box? The gift box that was swept away once it was released?"
"I depend, I heard that there are 100 pieces in the world, even if I want to rush for prizes!"
The atmosphere was lifted instantly.
Charlee Ford looked at it with his chin propped up, slightly wondering, what the hell is the hot dancing queen?
But soon the host answered his doubts.
"The hot dance queen is played by us, and the girls dance with the music. The first place selected will become our hot dance queen!"
Charlee Ford curled his lips.
What hot dancing queen? It's just that these men do jobbery to satisfy their own eyes.
She's not interested in this...
Charlee Ford turned his head disinterested, rubbed his sour neck and tried to go back to the room.
But as soon as he turned around, he turned to Lydia Collins's malicious expression.
She looked at herself, and her expression was short of writing the word "calculation".
"Why? It's so lively down there, don't you want to see it?"
Charlee Ford lowered his eyes. "Not interested."
"Really? But how do I remember Miss Cindy appearing to be a good dancer?" Lydia Collins looked at her sarcastically.
She still remembers that Charlee Ford took William Bryan to dance on the dance floor as soon as she returned home.
"Or is Miss Cindy afraid without William as a foil?" Lydia Collins defiantly opened his mouth.