Chapter 181 - Dancing Together
Chapter 181 - Dancing Together
"So, you just ate a melon up close?"
Next to his own fireplace, Duan Yunhong put a cup of hangover tea in Ning Fei's hand and said, "So you have the ability to predict the future, and you can know in advance that you and Qiao Li smoke and drink together, and then you can get gossip?"
"Is there any need to be jealous, Boss Duan?" Ning Fei wasn't actually drunk at all, but the hot tea on a winter night still tasted good. "I can't even find a beautiful woman to talk to?"
"Leave those boring business matters to me to deal with, and go to Xiaoyao by yourself. Listen to me yourself, is this right?" Duan Yunhong sat down next to him, holding a cup of hangover tea. "So, what did you get out of your conversation? For example, was she sent by some organization to feed Liang Zhiming with drug addiction?"
"Not really." Ning Fei looked at the fire in the fireplace and shook his cup unconsciously. "Qiao Li is pretty and smart. Although she is a lady, I guess she is the one who holds the initiative in her relationship with Liang Zhiming. But she probably doesn't want to have any future with Liang Zhiming. Liang Zhiming thinks that if he finds someone a painting job that pays 30 yuan a month, they will be grateful. Thirty yuan, can you buy a cotton coat for Qiao Li's daughter? He even has the nerve to laugh at Qiao Li for drinking wine that costs 15 yuan a glass."
"I told you that he has no backing now and has been marginalized in the organization. How much energy do you expect him to have to find a good job?" Duan Yunhong took a sip of tea and commented, "Besides, the 'painting job' was also obtained by relying on his false reputation as a 'big reporter'. At this time, is a painting job more stable than being a prostitute? I don't think so. By the way, does Qiao Li know how to paint? I'll introduce her to this job."
"Maybe. She even went to high school. Although she didn't graduate, her education level is probably higher than that of most women in this country. Although it's a pity for her to be a lady, it's enough for her to support herself and her daughter in this world. By the way..." Ning Fei turned around and asked, "Speaking of which, you have become a lucky rich man. Have you ever thought about helping the place you used to be in to win it all over?"
"Why are you asking me this?"
"Didn't you ask me this before?" Ning Fei replied, "You are saving the country and the world. And your situation is much simpler than mine. As long as you move your fingers, it won't be a dream to destroy everything. It won't cost you everything."
"Indeed, they won't, but I don't want to use this kind of external force to quickly resolve all this." Duan Yunhong replied calmly, "You said before that people won't cherish the good days that come easily, nor will they truly realize it. I think so too. Everyone has their own destiny. If they are destined to endure, then let them continue to experience the tempering. If they can't stand it and give up, it proves that they are not capable of the mission of breaking the darkness."
"That's what you said, but your tone shows that you are still very optimistic about your organization, right? Do you think they will win in the end?" Ning Fei thought about it, "But judging from the few people I have met now, Shen Zejun, Cheng Mengxiao and Liang Zhiming are all the kind of people who are a little naive and brainless, but at least they can remain sincere."
Duan Yunhong: "...It just happens that the proportion of people with immature ideas in this camp is actually not high."
"Hahahaha... why are you so anxious? I didn't say that your organization is all like this, let alone that you are like this." Ning Fei said happily, "Liang Zhiming was bullied by you behind his back, but he is still alive and well, which is not bad. As for Shen Zejun and Cheng Mengxiao, they are two idealistic young people. Isn't it normal for them to have childish thoughts?"
Duan Yunhong said: "They are now much older than you were back then."
"Compared with me? Listen to this yourself. Do you think it's funny, Boss Duan?" Ning Fei finished his sobering tea and put the empty cup in Duan Yunhong's hand. "I almost forgot. I borrowed a cigarette from Qiao Li. You can give her a return gift at Night Pearl tomorrow."
Duan Yunhong raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "You borrowed the cigarettes, and you want me to return the favor?"
Ning Fei looked at him: "You don't want to?"
Duan Yunhong stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly curled his lips, leaned closer and asked meaningfully, "Is that what I thought it meant?"
"...How do I know what you're thinking? I'm not a worm in your stomach." Ning Fei pushed his face away, "You can go if you want."
"How dare I not go on the errand Mr. Ning gave me? Otherwise, you'll turn around and make a scene to go back to Yucheng, and I won't be able to catch you." Duan Yunhong lowered his eyes and smiled, followed his strength and stepped aside, standing up to put the cup away, "But since you want me to do it for you, then I can decide what gift to give in return."
"It's up to you." Ning Fei leaned against the back of the sofa and said casually, "You can be a good person or a rich man, it's your choice. You can give it in my name, or pay it back in your own name, it's up to you... What are you doing?"
Before he finished speaking, a lingering and leisurely music started.
This is very different from the style played in "Night Pearl". "Night Pearl" uses a small orchestra, and most of the songs it plays are adapted from foreign pop songs, with a relatively light style. The one played by Duan Yunhong mainly featured the saxophone, accompanied by a very magnetic female voice, singing a foreign song with an unpredictable melody. I have to say that in a quiet environment, the effect of this record is much more lingering and ambiguous than the music in the dance hall.
"Nothing. I just found that the record player I left behind is still usable, and there are still some records left, so I played some. I guess no one has maintained this record player, so it's a bit worn out, but I'll just listen to it." Duan Yunhong walked back and stretched out his hand to Ning Fei, "May I have the honor of asking you to dance with me, Mr. Ning?"
Ning Fei raised an eyebrow and glanced at the clock on the narrow cabinet beside the wall: "Now? Do you know it's already past eleven o'clock at night?"
"So what? You and I don't have to go to work tomorrow." Duan Yunhong lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Besides, didn't you say you can dance and stick better than those people?"
Ning Fei laughed, "Boss Duan, you really don't want to suffer any loss. I asked you to return the gift, but you insisted on asking me to exchange it for 'Colorful Clothes to Entertain You', right?"
"Let's put things in perspective. I agree to your request, and now it's my invitation to you." Duan Yunhong was not fooled by this language and said directly, "I want to see your close dance, so I invited you, so, do you agree?"
Ning Fei snorted faintly.
"Are you looking at it? You want to feel it, right?" He placed his hand on the man's palm and stood up with the help of his strength. "I'm wearing slippers now. You really know how to find the right time."
Duan Yunhong said he wanted to watch him dance, but he actually took the initiative to hug him in his arms, and slowly swayed together: "If you want, you can also take off your shoes and dance. I'll take the blanket off the sofa for you to step on."
"You are such a good soothsayer, Boss Duan." Ning Fei smiled softly in his arms, "No wonder you have such a bad temper, but you can still 'have countless men' in bed. It seems that despite this skin, you are still good at making people happy, a stick and a date, huh?"
"If you didn't like to mess with me, I wouldn't have the time to argue with you." Although their bodies were so close, Duan Yunhong's tone remained deliberately cold, "I also don't have the time to coax others casually."
"Oh, really?" Ning Fei sneered, "Then I'll tell you what I meant. If you weren't always annoying me, I wouldn't always have nothing better to do than to argue with you."
"I usually have a reason for what I say." Duan Yunhong lowered his eyes, his voice was low and intimate, but what he said was accusatory, "For example, is your current posture a ballroom dance posture?"
Yes, at this moment, let alone the standard dance posture, they even raised their hands slightly without any intention. Duan Yunhong put his hands together on Ning Fei's lower back, while Ning Fei put one hand lightly on the other's chest and the other hand casually on the man's shoulder. Rather than saying they were dancing, they were just casually swaying in each other's arms.
"You want a pose? Okay, then let's do a ballroom dance pose." Ning Fei pulled Duan Yunhong's left hand, put his right hand on it, and then put his left hand on Duan Yunhong's right arm. He was not very familiar with ballroom dancing in this world, and this was also what he had seen in the dance hall before. But anyway, he doesn't need to be a very good ballroom dancer, he just needs to have the presence of mind to fool Duan Yunhong.
Duan Yunhong really didn't care whether his posture was standard or not, he just asked: "Are you going to do the female step?"
"I don't know how to do male or female steps." Ning Fei smiled, "But I can still turn in circles."
As he said that, he took Duan Yunhong and started to turn around gently. However, turning was just the "condiment". During the dance, Ning Fei sometimes moved closer and sometimes farther away, sometimes bumping into Duan Yunhong's arms, and sometimes gently twisting her face and body against his. This was obviously not a ballroom dance, but everything was done at a very close distance, and Ning Fei did it very naturally, without any exaggeration. He bumped and rubbed against the rhythm of the continuous singing, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, with a clear goal. Sometimes, she would gently unbutton the man’s shirt in response to the words that popped out of the lyrics.
Duan Yunhong felt like he was striking a match again and again. The black match head rubbed quickly against the side of the matchbox, and sparks appeared almost every time, but it just didn't catch fire. It makes people can't help but think in their hearts, hurry up, hurry up.
Of course Ning Fei noticed his movements, so he stopped trying any fancy tricks and just stuck right in front of him. Putting his hands under the man's arms and closing them at his lower back, Ning Fei raised his chin slightly to look at Duan Yunhong and chuckled, "Boss Duan, are you satisfied?"
Duan Yunhong needed some willpower to stabilize his breathing rhythm. He lowered his head and hugged him: "It's only been a few minutes, great dancer, are you just going to give me a perfunctory treatment like this?"
"Are you sure you want to continue?" Ning Fei leaned against him and said happily, "Boss Duan has already turned on the 'power switch'. I'm afraid if I continue to 'consume electricity' like this, what if you 'trip' directly?"
As he spoke, he pretended to be lively and jumped lightly, which made Duan Yunhong grab his lower back, hold him in place, and then seal his mouth.
Ning Fei tilted her head back and cooperated, just as passionately as when they were dancing together.
After the kiss, Duan Yunhong could no longer control his breathing, which became low and urgent, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "Then... go back to the room?"
Ning Feile said: "Otherwise? Unless Boss Duan wants to perform here, and then all your servants and doormen come to eavesdrop, it will be a lot of fun..."
Before he could finish his words, Duan Yunhong picked him up and took him away.
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It made Mr. Duan happy again
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