[R18] Encroachment (H) – “Occupation (H)” 8. Thigh riding [English]

At her three o’clock position, 1 meter away, sat a man in a suit with squinting eyes and a narrow forehead and wide chin.

The other party stared at her for a while, then suddenly came over to talk to her.

Shen Shuman has mild male phobia and is not used to getting along with men, so when talking to him, she is very restricted and uncomfortable.

The two of them chatted word by word. Most of the time, he was talking and she was listening——

He is a businessman doing cross-border business, and what he can explain is some big principles in the business world.

No businessman, no evil, some of his ideas have actually gone off the track and are illegal.

As a judge, Shen Shuman felt a little uncomfortable, but was embarrassed to interrupt his eloquence.

When the conversation was almost over, he picked up the cup and made a toasting gesture to her.

Shen Shuman was stunned and didn’t look seriously. He raised the wine glass on the table, clinked it with he, and drank a little.

Suddenly, I heard Wei Shi, who was sitting on the left, saying suspiciously: “The cup in your hand seems to be mine?”

“Huh?! Sorry…” She hurriedly put the glass back and took another glass of wine.

In order to suppress the panic in her heart, she took a shy sip.

At this time, he said uncertainly: “Ah… no, it seems that this cup is mine.”

But he spoke too late, she had already drank the wine.The high-alcohol whiskey made her cough, and her throat and stomach were burning.

“Sorry, I’m a little dizzy and can’t see clearly.” He pretended to apologize to her.

She turned to look at him. There was no apology in his eyes, and he was even a little gloating.

She was embarrassed and wanted to ask if he was teasing her on purpose.But he had closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, seeming to want to take a nap.

…Forget it, just think that he is drunk and has bad eyesight.

“Miss Shen is really a good listener. My ex-girlfriend is not very good at listening. She is like a strong donkey and can’t listen to what others say… Where is Miss Shen?” The man in a suit asked her.

“Huh?” She responded a little too slowly.

“Isn’t Miss Shen 28 years old this year? You are so beautiful, so many people must be chasing you.”

“No…”

She has been fond of crisis situations since she was a child. No matter which man she sees, she will involuntarily compare him with him.

So far, she can’t find any man more attractive than he, nor can she find any man other than he who can make her heart beat.

In fact, let alone the “off-single game” specially arranged for her by Cheng Tong.

When she was working in Songxi City, occasionally someone would enthusiastically recommend men to her and help her arrange blind dates.

But she always remembered that she was not married at the critical moment, and there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart. It was difficult to look at those men seriously, and she broke a lot of love.

“Isn’t it?” The man in the suit obviously didn’t believe it, “I just saw that your relationship with Mr. Wei seems to be pretty good.”

“My relationship with him is very ordinary… I have only met him a few times.”

She had peeked at him countless times in private, but she had only met him officially a handful of times.

When the man in the suit heard her answer, his eyes lit up, thinking that it was best to deal with a woman like her who had no emotional experience, so he couldn’t help but chat more enthusiastically.

She listened boredly and found that he started to dance.

She was just about to dissuade him from drinking so much, but he waved his hand and actually put his hand on her leg.

Like a cat whose tail is stepped on, she dodges and rides on the dangerous thigh.

“Ha…” A man’s sneer came from behind.

Shen Shuman subconsciously looked back at him, who lazily opened his eyes, suddenly raised his hand to hold the back of her head, and with one force, brought her into his arms.

She was unable to defend herself, her body was deflected to the left, and her forehead slammed into he’s hard chest.

She was confused by his sudden move, but her heart was filled with the joy of being in close contact with him.

She is really useless.

As long as she can have a little relationship with him and get a little closer to him, she will be happy and forgetful.

“The head shape is good. Most people of the older generation prefer flat heads…but a round skull can better protect the brain tissue when it is hit.”

He said slowly, stroking the back of her head with his big palm.

Shen Shuman’s eyelids twitched and he said in a low voice: “…Thank you for the compliment.”

Being praised by a neurosurgeon for having a good skull makes me feel numb and panicked.