Chapter 198: A Wolf Entering a Tiger’s Den
Pating Lu Yudié’s exquisite face, Tang Ze smiled. “Go on, don’t disappoint me.”
“Mm.”
With reluctance, Lu Yudié left Tang Ze’s chest.
Watching the departing Lu Yudié, Tang Ze teased, “Can’t you say a longer sentence?”
“Can’t.”
With that, Lu Yudié controlled the wind and took off, soon disappearing into the horizon.
Tang Ze couldn’t help but let out a low laugh. This Little Die, she really has personality. I like it.
But then again, if his body weren’t strong enough, he would have probably been sucked dry by them long ago.
But who should he take out for a stroll tonight? He couldn’t always choose from the second group. The girls in the first group had already overturned their vinegar jars.
Maybe I should take Little Yiyi. I feel like she’s been a little down lately. Anyway, it’s still early. I’ll call her over to play first.
At this moment, Ye Qingyi could only turn her loneliness into slaughter. But when she received Tang Ze’s communication, she immediately danced with joy. A small flame condensed at her fingertips, burning the devout subjects before her to a crisp.
“Look at how happy Sister Yiyi is. The Master must have called her over,” An Bai said with envy. Even Qian’er, standing at the side, felt a little envious. The Master hadn’t abused her in a long time. Just as she thought this, she quickly shook her head. I’m really going crazy to have such a thought.
Ye Qingyi, who had been called back, naturally received our Brother Tang’s favor and fainted directly from pleasure.
Well now, I was originally planning to take her to that meeting. Now, looking at her state, even walking is a problem. I’m really too strong.
Putting on the suit the little fatty had prepared for him, Tang Ze was stumped by tying the tie.
Luckily, Xi Meng appeared at this moment. “Master, let me help you.”
Watching Xi Meng help him with his tie, Tang Ze wrapped his arm around her slender, snake-like waist, which made Xi Meng slightly shy.
“Why did you suddenly come?” Tang Ze asked curiously.
“I was thinking of coming to see if the Master had eaten.”
Tang Ze looked at Xi Meng’s proud, snowy whiteness and smiled. “I wasn’t full just now. Now I want to eat again.”
“Master, I happen to be hungry too…” Xi Meng’s eyes were filled with desire. Now, who didn’t want to receive the Master’s favor? One had to take the initiative to find a way.
Tang Ze patted Xi Meng’s cheek. “There’s not enough time. Otherwise, I would definitely have to fill you up.”
After thinking for a moment, Tang Ze continued, “Forget it, you accompany me. Choose a nice outfit for yourself. Don’t embarrass me.”
With a wave of Tang Ze’s hand, a row of high-end gowns appeared. Xi Meng was an expert in this area. Since she had to give the Master face, it had to be beautiful, dignified, and elegant.
Xi Meng chose a blue floral evening gown, a garment that fused traditional elegance with modern fashion elements.
The gown used a deep blue as its base, paired with a delicate and exquisite floral pattern, presenting a visual effect that was both stylish and romantic.
The entire gown featured a tight-fitting upper body design to highlight her curves, while the lower part could be a light and flowing skirt, or a slim-fitting cut to showcase her elegant temperament.
The use of the floral pattern on the evening gown was often more exquisite, possibly only embellished on the skirt, chest, or shoulder straps, which not only added to the beauty of the details but also avoided being too complicated, maintaining the overall elegance and simplicity.
Watching Xi Meng put on the exquisite blue floral evening gown, Tang Ze felt that time was like Da Mengmeng’s cleavage; if you squeezed, there was still some.
Xi Meng looked at the Master’s scorching gaze, her heart in a mess. She proactively lifted her skirt.
…
In the parking lot, Zhou Yang and Nan Jie stood beside a Phantom, waiting.
Nan Jie kept looking at his watch. Although Quanshi was only a hundred or so kilometers away, they were already going to be late.
“Don’t be so anxious. You’re making me nervous,” Zhou Yang said, frustrated.
Nan Jie could only smile wryly. This was just his personality.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour…
With a ding-dong from the elevator, Tang Ze finally appeared, wearing a British-style suit, looking very stylish.
New skin.
