The exclamation of the scene exploded like a balloon.

Everyone knew that the president's banquet had ulterior motives.

The choice of the princess's husband would not require much thought.

However, even so, public opinion was still mixed with different voices. Most of them are still in doubt about whether or not the princess is a lesbian.

What if the woman in the pictures exposed was a man?

Following the train of thought, someone had secretly observed the man in a white suit with more delicate features and a smaller face than a woman.

Mr. Black looked at the man and the woman, kissing in front of him cheerfully. He appeared in menswear and thought it would surprise Avery.

Avery was not as enjoyable as others thought. Her head and waist were fixed, and she used one hand to support the shaky body, and the other hand to press against the man's chest. She was in a daze, yet she feels the warmth from his kiss. She wanted to shake her head, thinking such a weird thought in this crucial situation wasn't accurate.

Of course, she really couldn't beat this man, so all the struggle and resistance were futile.

Besides, Mr. Lautner was such a brazen man that he kissed her in public.

Avery was angry and annoyed. When he wasn't satisfied and wanted to kiss her more deeply, she gave him a bite on his tongue.

Blood smell quickly spread to every corner of his mouth. Avery opened her eyes and stared at the man, finding that the man kissed her passionately.

His curly eyelashes slightly quivered out of care and love.

Was Avery crazy? How did she think he's careful and devoted? From the first time they met, he began to flirt with her. How could he be affectionate? How could he be so loving? So many questions lingered inside her mind.

Avery's heart was like a small boat in the waves, wobbling ups and downs. She was feeling nauseous suddenly after what he did to her.

She thought that if she didn't do anything, the man was going to kiss her forever.

Avery took her hand back from his chest, lifted the cover from behind, and pressed the keys on the piano forcefully.

Not only did the man wake up from a dream he didn't want to wake up from, but even there was a dry cough to hide the embarrassment, and there was applause from the crowd.

The applause was even louder than her piano playing.

Someone announced it loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to announce formally that the ball is beginning."

The scene just now was cleverly turned over.

Avery's cheeks were hot and red.

Her red lips and white teeth were seductive.

Avery glared at him, and a figure ran over.

Evan was about to reach out to block Mr. Black. Mr. Black pulled out the handcuffs and cuffed Avery's and his own hands.

Avery, "..."

Avery didn't react at all. When she realized it, she found her hand, and Mr. Black's hand had been handcuffed together.

What did Mr. Black want to do?

Was that awesome in his eyes?

"Why did you handcuff me?" Avery tried to break it and glared at Mr. Black, "Give me the key. Are you crazy? Why are you doing this?"

What happened today has brought Avery frustration. Avery has become so irritated that she wanted to beat someone.

Evan moved faster than her and broke Mr. Black's arm. Mr. Black screamed, "Hey, my arm is broken. I don't have the key."

Though it's painful, Mr. Black looked up and greeted Avery, "Hi, beauty. We met again."

Avery, "..."

"You're so naughty. You lied to me that you were in the presidential suite, and you handcuffed me."

Before Mr. Black finished his words, Evan pressed his arm again. The pain made Mr. Black take another breath, "If you press me again, I won't tell you where the key is. Let me go."

If it wasn't for his hand and Avery's handcuffing together, how could Evan have the chance to press him?

Evan let go of his hand. Avery said with confusion, "I handcuffed you?"

Mr. Black freed his arm, "An old woman has covered me for over four hours."

Mr. Black shrugged his shoulders in disgust.

Evan has dragged the handcuffs and studied it.

"Don't try to study it. The handcuffs are special. The descendants of Louis XVI, the most famous locksmith in Europe, used durable materials and complex processes to make the lock extremely solid."

"Hand over the key!" Evan grabbed Mr. Black's neckline and threatened him.

"I don't have it."

"..."

Evan glared at him and wanted to beat him, but it's not convenient to beat him on such an occasion.

He loosened him and patted him on the left and right pockets.

Avery knew that Mr. Lautner was looking for the key, but it's awkward to see the man touching another man.

"Go and get the locksmith," Evan called a bodyguard and ordered him.

Avery pulled the handcuffs hard and used the edge of the handcuffs to cut the wrist of Mr. Black.

"In the hotel, I didn't handcuff you. Is there any misunderstanding?"

"I handcuffed him." While Evan was talking to the bodyguard, he admitted it very frankly.

"You did it" Avery became angry and turned to Mr. Black, "He handcuffed you. Why did you do it to me in turn?"

"How do I know it's not you?" Instead, Mr. Black was so excited. If he knew it was Evan, he wouldn't bother to get the handcuffs. He said deliberately, "You texted that you were naked in the room and waited for me in bed."

What's this guy talking about?

Why did the other man look at her with that jealous look?

At this time, the music of the bell sounded. People have freely paired to the dance floor.

Evan stared at the handcuffs between their wrists and said unwillingly, "You promised me that you would have the first dance with me."