Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Some are innocent, some are sexy, each with their own style, but any one of them would be at least 70 points good-looking.

The party was very lively.

The round table was laden with exquisite dishes, and everyone ate and chatted in a lively atmosphere.

Hua Qing sat in the main seat, surrounded by a group of people offering toasts and compliments.

Hua Qing was overwhelmed by everyone's enthusiasm. She was polite to them, but she was getting more and more carried away.

She's usually the dance captain, but she's really not good at handling interpersonal relationships.

Within the entire team, Lin Man's words carried more weight than hers.

But today, for some reason, everyone's attitude towards her has changed from usual; they're all incredibly affectionate towards her.

In addition, Ding Heng was sitting next to her, occasionally putting food on her plate or handing her water. His gentle and considerate manner drew envious glances from many.

Ding Heng couldn't help but feel amused as he watched Hua Qing enjoy herself.

Even the most aloof fairy cares about her image!

After they had almost finished eating, someone suggested singing.

The KTV equipment was turned on, and music started playing.

Several girls started requesting songs, but since they were a dance team, everyone started dancing as they sang, especially Lin Man, who kept urging everyone to go up and perform.

"Go ahead and jump, there are no outsiders here today..."

In the dance troupe, Lin Man's words carried more weight than Hua Qing's.

Having danced too much folk and classical dance on a regular basis, and having drunk some alcohol, the team members started to act recklessly, and their movements became increasingly daring.

Someone played a K-pop dance song first, and several members immediately stood up and started dancing to a girl group song.

Her movements were bold, her waist swayed, and her skirt fluttered.

Once someone starts something, it's hard to stop.

Giant swing ride, window cleaning, and various TikTok dance performances took turns on stage.

White stockings, black stockings, bare legs... swaying back and forth under the lights.

Ding Heng leaned back on the sofa, watching with great interest.

Suddenly, Hua Qing felt a sharp pain in his thigh and pinched him hard.

Ding Heng winced in pain, then chuckled and teased, "Is your senior jealous?"

"Scumbag."

Hua Qing turned her face away and muttered something as usual.

Ding Heng sighed: "Senior, you never dance for me, so you won't let me watch others dance?"

Hua Qing turned her face away and ignored the stinky man.

The music continued, and suddenly someone started to heckle.

"Lin Man, don't instruct us, do a little bit yourself."

"Come on, come on!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Man took off her coat, revealing her fair shoulders and neck, and slowly walked to the center of the private room.

The light shone on her, outlining an ambiguous silhouette.

Her long hair was loose, and the faint red at the corners of her eyes looked even more alluring under the light.

The music is ringing.

It's a slow-paced R&B song with languid drumbeats and an ambiguous melody.

Normally, Lin Man's dancing skills are the worst in the team, and she always seems stiff no matter how she dances, but at this moment, they have completely disappeared.

She was like a naturally alluring vixen.

Her eyes were glazed over, her waist swayed, her arms stretched out—every movement seemed to be a seduction, and a faint smile played at the corners of her mouth.

One step, two steps, three steps.

She suddenly came up to Ding Heng, gently took his wrist, and pulled him up from his seat.

They moved closer, then backed away.

Approaching, then retreating.

He twisted his waist, slowly squatted down, and then slowly stood up.

The smile at the corner of her mouth was both alluring and seductive.

The music reached its climax.

Lin Man turned to face Ding Heng, put her hands on his shoulders, and tiptoed to his ear.

Is it pretty?

His breath brushed past my ear, carrying a hint of alcohol and a decadent fragrance.

Then she suddenly tilted her head back, her lips almost touching Ding Heng's.

Cheers, whistles, and screams rose and fell all around.

Hua Qing was the only one who sat there dumbfounded.

what is this?

What is Lin Man doing?!

Hua Qing's eyes widened, and she wanted to stand up and rush over to pull that vixen away.

But his body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move at all.

In the center of the arena, the two continued their ambiguous dance.

A system notification popped up in Ding Heng's mind.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 71%]

It finally moved again...

Chapter 119: Whose Stockings?

Finally, the music ended, and Ding Heng sat back down next to Hua Qing.

Lin Man followed closely behind, returned to her seat, slightly out of breath, and took a big gulp of water.

"Everyone, please relax a bit today. I hope you don't mind, senior?"

"I don't mind..."

Hua Qing suppressed her discomfort and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

She lowered her head and continued eating, one bite after another, as if venting something.

Lin Man smiled slightly and said nothing more.

The party ended close to 10 p.m.

The crowd gradually dispersed, saying goodbye to each other at the hotel entrance.

Ding Heng put his arm around Hua Qing and asked, "Should we stay at the hotel or go back?"

Hua Qing didn't look at him; her voice was muffled.

"go back."

"Then I'll take you?"

"Need not……"

After Hua Qing finished speaking, she went straight to the roadside, hailed a taxi, opened the door, and got in.

"boom."

The door closed, and the car drove into the night.

Ding Heng watched the taxi disappear around the street corner. As soon as he turned around, he met a pair of foxy eyes.

Lin Man crossed her arms and looked at him with a smile: "I've taken care of things for you, what's in it for me?"

Ding Heng calmly replied, "Haven't I already given you the benefits? Aren't you happy to see Hua Qing get the short end of the stick?"

"I'm enjoying it?"

Lin Man blinked, looking completely innocent: "Wasn't it you who enjoyed it?"

"What other benefits do you want? Let me make this clear beforehand, I'm not giving you any photos or videos."

Ding Heng secretly chuckled to himself as he watched Lin Man putting on an act again.

Lin Man's eyes darted around: "Then help me make Hua Qing angry again."

Ding Heng feigned hesitation: "Wouldn't that be inappropriate? After all, I'm Hua Qing's boyfriend..."

Lin Man took a step closer, her fingers gently circling around Ding Heng's chest.

"Please help them out again!"

Her voice was soft and seductive, and her eyes were alluring.

Ding Heng suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Lin Man's hand.

Lin Man was startled and instinctively tried to pull back, but couldn't.

Ding Heng smiled enigmatically: "How can I help? Where's my sincerity?"

"Sincerity...didn't I already show you that?"

Lin Man chuckled twice, and finally mustered all her strength to pull her hand back and take a step back.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of panic.

She did want to get revenge on Hua Qing, but she wasn't stupid enough to get herself involved.

Ding Heng took a step forward, looking down into Lin Man's eyes: "It's not convenient to talk in the hotel lobby, why don't you come back to my room with me to talk?"