Chapter 147: Purple cheongsam (third more)

This is a suburban trail without street lights. After Lin Huan parked the Phantom firmly on the side of the road, turned on the double flash, then got out of the car and got into the rear compartment.

After sitting next to Han Yun, Lin Huan immediately smelled the scent coming from her. He swallowed, but felt a tight throat: "Sister, where is your back itchy, I will scratch it for you."

Han Yun glanced at him amorously, and then said: "Before you scratch me, are you going to help me untie the cheongsam?"

Cheongsam is the most representative costume of China. At the same time, cheongsam has extremely strict requirements on a woman's figure. It should not be too thin, otherwise it will not be able to support it, nor should it be too fat, otherwise it will affect the beauty.

The chest should be straight, the waist should be thin, the legs should be slender, and the exposed arms should not be too thin. Of course, they should not be unicorn arms.

It is precisely because cheongsam is so demanding on a woman's figure that a woman is rarely seen wearing cheongsam in daily life.

In other words, a woman who dared to wear a cheongsam on the street usually has enough confidence in her figure.

Cheongsam with gorgeous hues like purple that requires a strong aura to hold is something that many women do not dare to try easily although they yearn for it.

Han Yun's body is a bit fatter and a bit thinner, which is the perfect body that many women admire.

And the noble temperament of her body, perfectly controlled the luxurious color of purple.

So when Han Yun appeared at the banquet in this purple cheongsam, Lin Huan had already moved his index finger, and now he had the opportunity to touch Han Yun's delicate body with his own hands. How could this not make him excited?

"Uh..." Lin Huan swallowed again, then raised his trembling hands on the buttons of the cheongsam beside Han Yun.

Because his hands trembled too much, and he didn't turn on the light, he couldn't undo a button for a long time in the dark.

"Stupid." Han Yun gave him a charming white look, and then raised her hand to unbutton the cheongsam one by one. After unbuttoning, she asked: "Is my sister or your fiancee?"

"..."

Lin Huan was stumped by this question. He knew that Han Yun was talking about Luo Bingyan, but the two of them were mature and charming ladies, and the other was a domineering female president who was pure and beautiful like a fairy. He really was. It's hard to tell who looks better.

"Okay, sister won't be embarrassing you." Han Yun took off her cheongsam while she was speaking, revealing a large beautiful back, and then she took Lin Huan's hand and placed it on her back somewhere, saying: "It tickles here, please help your sister tickle."

"Okay." Lin Huan took her breath away, and she tickles her obediently.

When Han Yun saw that Lin Huan was just tickling herself obediently, she was a little funny. She cursed a nerd secretly, and then asked half-jokingly: "Couldn't you have a beautiful fiancee, so you lost to your sister Interested?"

"Of course not!" Lin Huan thought Han Yun was angry, and quickly began to explain.

After listening to him, Han Yun said amused: "So you are afraid that after rejecting Luo Bingyan's proposal, she will not be able to come off the stage, so you agreed?"

Lin Huan nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I thought at the time."

Han Yun nodded his forehead expertly and said, "You, what a fool!"

Before Lin Huan could understand why she said she was a fool, she saw Han Yun leaning over and kissing.

After a long French wet kiss, Han Yun panted and said, "This time, I want you on it..."

After hearing this sentence, Lin Huan's whole body burst into flames. The beauty is still making such a blatant request. Wouldn't he agree to be a man?

Lin Huan pressed Han Yun on her body with a little effort, pulled her cheongsam skirt up with her hands, and then the carriage was full of spring...

After some clouds and rain, the two cuddled together and talked about love. When the energy recovered, Lin Huan put in Han Yun's ear and said, "Sister, I still want to..."

Han Yun gave him a charming white look and said: "It's been a long time since you came out, Bing Yan should be suspicious if you don't go back."

"Uh..." Lin Huan also knew this. He nodded and said depressedly: "Well, when will I see you again, sister?"

Han Yun kissed him on the cheek and smiled: "It's a good time to meet each other~"

Lin Huan: "..."

After sending Han Yun back to Jiangnan Yipin, Lin Huan drove back to Luoshen Manor. After entering the lobby, he found that the guests had already left, but the symphony orchestra had not left yet.

Uncle Fu, who was originally speaking with these people, saw Lin Huan come back and quickly greeted him and said, "Uncle, you are really back."

"What do you call me?" Lin Huan's eyes widened after hearing the name "Auntie", and he could hardly believe his ears.

Uncle Fu smiled and said: "Auntie, you are the fiancé of the young lady, of course I want to call your uncle."

"..."

Lin Huan was speechless for a while, but it seemed pretty good to be called an uncle.

Uncle Fu continued to laugh and said, "Uncle, the lady is removing makeup upstairs. She told me to tell my uncle not to leave after you come back. Miss has something to talk to my uncle."

"Well, okay, thank you Fu Bo." Lin Huan nodded, then pointed to the people in the symphony orchestra and said, "Why haven't they left?"

Uncle Fu said: "Auntie, that's the case. Conductor Song wants to let Auntie join their symphony orchestra, and the young lady said he would let Auntie decide."

"..."

Although it is a very novel experience to be called Uncle, but with the word Uncle in every sentence, Lin Huan almost got goose bumps.

At this moment, the conductor of the Symphony Orchestra came over, and he said to Lin Huan with a look of excitement: "Mr. Lin, I am Song Qi'an, the conductor of the Jiangnan Symphony Orchestra. The song you played'La San' was deeply shocked. For me, I want to invite you to join our orchestra. The salary is whatever you want."

Why would Lin Huan want to join a symphony orchestra? He only wanted to play Fang Jundao's face when he studied "God Piano Skill". Right now, he refused: "Thank you Mr. Song for the invitation, but I don't have any plans for this for now. ."

Song Qi'an continued to persuade: "Mr. Lin, please consider carefully. As long as you are willing to join our orchestra, you can get the opportunity to perform solo. If the audience hears your performance, you will become a whole Huaxia...No, it's the idol of the entire world!"

Piano, this is an object that has been closely linked to art and taste since it was created. People who play the piano well are the hearts of the rich, politicians, and the poor.

So what Song Qi'an said is not an exaggeration. If the world discovers Lin Huan's piano mastery, then it is only a matter of time before Lin Huan wants to become famous and become a global idol.

It's just that Lin Huan doesn't have any interest in being a global idol, so he directly refused: "If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Song, please go back."

After finally dismissing these people from the symphony orchestra, Luo Bingyan, who had finished removing her makeup, walked down from the second floor.