Chapter 1738
Pampered By Mr President!
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Chapter 1738: I like watching you dance
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Xiang Qiuci was puzzled. âWhat are you doing here?â
âLeng jiuchen said enigmatically, âTake a guess.â â
How could Xiang Qiuci guess what Leng Jiuchen was thinking? She immediately shook her head. âI donât know.â
Leng Jiuchen curled his lips. âThen go up and see for yourself.â
âWhen Leng Jiuchen brought Xiang Qiuci to the second floor, she suddenly froze on the spot. Her eyes were filled with shock. â
âLeng jiuchen pulled her forward, âDo you like it?â â
âAt this moment, Xiang Qiuciâs feelings were indescribable. â
âTurmeric. The colored floor, the bright wall mirror, and all kinds of dancing clothes. â
This was a dance studio.
âOpposite the huge wall mirror, there was a wall poster, on which she was dancing. â
âShe couldnât help but come to the wall painting, her eyes a little absent-minded. â
âIn the mural, she wore a pure white knee-length ballerina dress. Her long hair was exquisitely tied up, and she was only decorated with a white flower wreath. Her beauty could topple nations and cities. â
âIf she remembered correctly, this should be the scene of her performance on the night she first met Leng Jiuchen. â
âEver since she left the capital and escaped from his side, she had not practiced ballet properly for a long time. â
âThe dance that she loved the most, the dream that she wanted to pursue the most, had all been shattered after meeting him. â
âShe slowly raised her hand and gently stroked the image, her eyes filled with sadness. â
âSuddenly, her finger was grabbed by a large hand and tightly wrapped in the palm of her hand. ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIn the next second, her entire body was pulled into the familiar and spacious embrace. â
ââI like to see you dance gracefully, so beautiful that it makes me intoxicated.â â
Leng Jiuchen would never forget the first time he met Xiang Qiuci. She was the one sent by God to save him.
âXiang Qiuci felt bitter and her voice was a little hoarse. âI donât dance ballet anymore. If you like it, you can find other people and let them dance for you.â â
âLeng Jiuchen narrowed his eyes. âIâm not interested in other people, and Iâm even less interested in watching them dance.â â
Xiang Qiuci frowned.
Leng Jiuchen hugged her and pressed her against the wall. He looked at her with a faint smile. âIâm only interested in you...â
âXiang Qiuci felt a sharp pain in her heart. She looked at him indifferently and said hoarsely, âLet me go.â â
âHearing this, Leng Jiuchenâs face stiffened. In the next second, he lowered his head and kissed her lips as a punishment. â
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âAt the same time, in the presidential palace. â
The magnificent and resplendent living room was completely silent. Only the sound of raindrops coming from outside the window proved that time was flowing.
The president sat at the head of the table and looked at the photo in front of him with a gloomy expression.
Mei Ning was completely dumbfounded. She stared at the photo in a daze as if her soul had left her body.
The presidentâs wifeâs expression was also extremely ugly. She frowned and remained silent.
âMei Qing, on the other hand, had a playful look on her face. â
âSeeing that no one was saying anything, she reached out to take the photo and scrutinized it carefully. â
âSheâs really a beauty...â
That photo was exactly the same as the one Leng Jiuchen had created for Xiang Qiuci in the dance studio.
ââBut she looks too much like Yue Qiuci, right? TSK TSK, no wonder she could bewitch Leng Jiuchen. Itâs really unbelievable.â â
âMei Qing did not know much about Xiang Qiuci. At this moment, she only thought that it was because she looked like Yue qiuci that she was so loved by Leng Jiuchen. Pampered. Loved. â
âThe president did not know much about Xiang Qiuci. He looked at the Presidentâs wife and said, âWhatâs her name? where is she from? How long has she been by Leng Jiuchenâs side?â â
âThe presidentâs wife sighed lightly and said, âHer name is Xiang Qiuci. Sheâs from this city.â â