Chapter 251

Xia Xiaoyun was surprised when the light suddenly went out.

But then the dance music and the rich and young ladies in noble dresses suddenly turned into dancing demons, and she knew that the party had the part of disco dancing.

This is also a link that everyone likes and always looks forward to.

Many well-dressed and empty young ladies are too tired to pretend to be gentlemen and ladies. It's good to take this opportunity to be crazy and adjust their emotions.

Xia Xiaoyun doesn't get used to it.

She never liked jumping.

Although she is crazy and can make many girls bow down, she is not in the mood now - it may be easy for anyone to pretend to laugh when they are worried, but she may not be able to do it if she plays crazy like she is drunk when she has not drunk too much.

Seeing that Yan was surrounded by several girls who twisted their waist and waved their hands at random, she immediately went to a corner and sat on the sofa with the flashing magnesium light.

What did Fang Yuan do?

She doesn't know.

All she knew was that when she made friends with these rich and young ladies at will, she would always look at the elevator and hope to see the man come out.

Only when she saw him -- her heart would be quiet.

I can't leave him anymore.

When Xia Xiaoyun flashed the idea in her mind, her heart hurt violently, like a knife stabbing on it, which made her out of breath. She had to quickly pick up the table, put a glass of wine on it and drink it up.

She was very strange: she didn't feel this way before when she didn't know Fang Yuan was her brother.

Why do you clearly feel that you can't leave him after knowing that you need to keep the distance between brother and sister?

Can it be said that there was no such pain before, because my subconscious mind can determine his attitude towards me and can be absolutely sure to tie him firmly around, but after determining that he was his own brother, this hope was suddenly dashed and completely lost him?

Um.

It must be so. In fact, when I feel extremely disgusted with him, he has entered my heart and arbitrarily refused any other man. Even if I really want to make friends with Yan, I just want to take him away.

Why don't you go?

brother!

You are my brother, destined not to be my man!

Then, why don't you go, don't go, don't go -- open, make room for other men, comfort me, protect me, and make me feel the most intimate happiness, but you've been firmly occupying me and don't let go!

Xia Xiaoyun looked at the cheerful men and women in front of her, drinking one cup after another.

It's strange that when she unconsciously began to drink, every drink would weaken the pain in her heart.

When she drank all the six glasses of red wine on the silver plate next to her, she finally relaxed completely - maybe it's just a sense of floating after drinking too much.

The inner pain is incomparable. I'm just anesthetized by alcohol.

But anyway, she did feel relaxed. She got up from the sofa, shook her body, and was about to go to the crowd. When she was completely crazy like them, she came alone.

The flickering light, shining on the man's young, handsome and elegant face, looked inexplicably gloomy, even though he was smiling gently.

Yan is free.

He seemed to ask something with a smile. Xia Xiaoyun couldn't hear it clearly because the strong dance music was too loud.

But at the moment when he stretched out his hand, Xia Xiaoyun suddenly made a decision. She staggered forward, fell in his arms and slipped down to the ground.

Yan hugged her freely and naturally.

The arm was so hard and the arms were so warm. Looking down at her, her eyes were full of the man's love, which made her whisper, "brother -- Fangyuan."

Yan can't hear what she's talking about at will, but she can see that the girl suddenly reaches out and hugs his neck, and her small head lies in his arms, just like a lost kitten who finally returns to her master's arms and needs his care.

"Xiao Yun, drink too much?"

Yan bowed her head at will and asked softly in Xia Xiaoyun's ear.

She may or may not have heard it. She just twisted her body a few times, opened her mouth and bit his heart -- sharp little teeth, biting his skin across the shirt. It was very painful.

But it's incredibly exciting.

Yan casual, even a fool, can feel what she is thinking from Xia Xiaoyun's action. After her eyes brightened, she no longer hesitated, bent down, stretched out her right hand, copied it in her legs, held her horizontally in her arms and strode towards the stairs.

The live dance music suddenly stopped, just like the power failure, and all the lights were out.

Just as the dancing people were about to put their hands down, the lights flashed again, just like a bolt from the blue dance music, which quickly attacked from all directions with the momentum of avalanche, and instantly aroused the madness of everyone at the scene.

Make their screams louder and their actions more wild.

Magic barrier.

From this moment on, everyone in heaven and earth seemed to have entered the magic barrier.

There is only one person who always keeps the calm he should have. He hides in the darkest corner. His sparkling eyes ignore those crazy people and just look at Yan casually.

When Yan walked up the stairs with Xia Xiaoyun, the water shadow sighed gently.

Since ye Mingmei left, the water shadow came to the most humble corner, sitting on the sofa with a glass of red wine, and her eyes never left Xia Xiaoyun.

Big beauties like sister Shuishui have been sitting alone in the corner for so long without a handsome man to accompany them -- it can only be said that the men at the scene are blind.

But everyone would rather be really blind than get close to sister Shui.

Women, if they are too excellent and arrogant, they can only be destined to be alone.

But who knows that there is still a fire and hot heart hidden in sister Shui's noble and indifferent body?

But there was no man at the scene who dared to tear open the frightening shell that wrapped the heart like a square.

In fact, the water shadow doesn't know that her heart wrapped in a hard shell has been torn open?

She just felt that she cared about Xia Xiaoyun not because of the surrounding area, but because of the mysterious relationship between Xiao Xia and the dark world.

Yes, she's no longer the boss of the wind.

But who dares to stop sister Shui and is very interested in that world?

Since the water shadow should care about Xia Xiaoyun, you can't let Ren Yan leave with her at will.

Because if he were around, he would never let his woman be carried away by other men -- the water shadow thought so, put down his glass and floated to the stairs like a white ghost in the dark.

The dance music suddenly stopped again, and the whole world seemed to solidify in an instant.

Like Ye Mingmei's boiling blood, it freezes all at once and never flows again.

Those fanatical eyes were also dull, and her mind was buzzing. In a blank space, she could hear her voice and shout wildly: when did he untie the rope!?

Just as ye Mingmei pressed the knife around her neck and yanked it into her arms... Ready to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the blood popping up like an arrow and blooming like fireworks, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed her wrist, making her instinctively release her hand in severe pain.

The knife fell on Fangyuan.

The blade with snowflake print is still so sharp, but it can no longer cause any damage to the surrounding area.

Fang Yuan enjoyed Ye Mingmei's sudden stupidity.

You have to admit that only when a top beauty with almost red fruit suddenly looks like a fool can a man have a strong sense of evil.

Just like Fang Yuan, in the eyes of Ye Mingmei at this time, he can no longer find even a little bit of his original purity.

Driven by several negative emotions such as alcohol, pain and anger, the demon that even the flower demon was afraid of completely controlled the surrounding area.

When a demon is awakened by someone, he doesn't have to kill.

Especially the person who wakes it up is a beauty like Ye Mingmei.

"Just now you said that if you were a man and I were a woman, you would stab me with a stick. I said, "I will fulfill your wish."

When Fang Yuan said these words, he certainly heard them clearly.

But he felt very strange: because he couldn't believe it. This is his voice!

Just like what he did next, that's what he did -- he just knew that his laughter was very evil. He stretched out his hand to hold Ye Mingmei in his arms and walked to the big round table.

Such a big round table is like a big bed.

When the last two pieces of black cloth on her body were rudely pulled off by a demon like man, the rope shaped cloth strip was almost pulled into her body. The pain made Ye Mingmei suddenly wake up.

"Let go of me, you bastard, you beast!"

Ye Mingmei screamed, waved her hands indiscriminately, and kicked the devil with her two feet.

It's just that her actions seem to be worse than tickling for the devil.

Her lack of cooperation angered the devil even more -- Fang Yuan raised his hand and slapped her in the face.

Ye Mingmei's screams and angry curses stopped suddenly, like a hen trampled on her neck. The corners of her mouth overflowed with bleeding marks and blackened in front of her eyes.

But before she could "enjoy" the pain of being slapped in the face, the devil who had come to the round table with her in his arms picked up her hair, pulled her head up and smashed it down!

A dull Bang -- God's heart was shaking: how can you be willing to smash the table with such a beautiful head?

Ye Mingmei was completely fooled.

But he was just stupid and didn't faint.

This makes God also admire: Mrs. Yan's nerve is really strong. Her forehead is blue. She's stunned. She's gnashing her teeth and didn't faint -- but even if your nerve is strong, can you stop the invasion of the devil?

This person, sometimes fainting is actually many times better than waking up.

At least, don't think of death like Ye Mingmei after she gradually wakes up.

When ye Mingmei, lying on the big round table, was still buzzing in her ears, the darkness in front of her gradually receded.

She finally woke up from the dizziness of her head hitting the table.

The first reaction was to continue to struggle, scold, or cry -- but why did a stick stick just come in and make her think of death in a moment of stupidity?

I was dealt with by that bastard.

Right now.

Ye Mingmei looked at the desktop blankly, but her thinking was incomparably sober.

Because she can see that the beautiful log patterns on the table are rapidly moving forward and backward, and the frequency is quite fast.

Why does the pattern flicker back and forth?

That's because her body lying on the round table flickered forward and backward.