Above the banquet dance floor,
Men and women danced gracefully.
Feng Yin holds the girl's slender and soft waist with one hand, and can see the girl's face from a close distance.
I couldn't help being absent-minded for a moment.
Dance to the music.
Dye's white eyebrows and eyes are tender and affectionate, with a three-point smile. His green and jade like hand is on his shoulder. His low voice is a little clear, implying a charm: "do I look good?"
Hearing the girl's smiling voice, Feng Yin hung his eyes and looked at the girl clearly. His voice was low, lengyi, serious and indulgent: "you'd better see it."
Under the phantom light, the crystal lamp flashes dazzling light, bright and gorgeous.
He held her waist and she put one hand on his shoulder.
He drooped his eyes slightly. Her figure was clearly reflected in his dark eyes. There was nothing else.
She lifted her eyes with a smile and looked at the man in front of her gently and indifferently.
With the rotation of the dance steps, their seamless cooperation and unspoken tacit understanding spread continuously.
Their distance is very close, with a trace of ambiguity.
Feng Yin can clearly see that the girl's eyelashes are very long and curly.
The dance steps rotate and the skirt is flying.
The star evening dress is set with broken diamonds. Under the light and shadow of the crystal lamp, it rotates into a beautiful elegant and exquisite dress.
Although Wu Ya'an danced with Muzi Nan, Yu Guang glanced at this beautiful and romantic picture and couldn't help gritting his teeth slightly.
Without Muzi Nan by her side, another seal came!
The thought of comparison and jealousy almost drowned Wu Ya'an.
Her dance steps deliberately moved towards ranbai.
The dress accidentally bumped into dyed white.
Perhaps driven by vanity, he wants to make ranbai look ugly in public.
Looking at the figure falling to this side, the cold feeling in the black eyes of seal hidden paint was deep.
With his slender arms around the girl's waist, he turned sideways and moved to the center of the stage.
Close contact, breathing is sentimental.
Dyed white delicate eyebrows and eyes with a gentle smile, as soft as the spring breeze blowing willows in March, "Mr. Feng, thank you."
It goes without saying what thanks are.
Hearing this sentence, Feng Yin pondered for a moment in his heart. He wanted to say, 'you and I don't have to thank each other'. Later, he felt too abrupt, so he said, "it doesn't matter. You're my partner."
Dyed white smiled and the corners of her lips rose a little.
In the afternoon, Ya'an almost fell there. It was mu Zinan who didn't make a fool of her in public.
But even so, it still attracted some people's attention. Facing those exploratory eyes, Muzi Nan whispered in shame: "Ya'an, what do you do!"
Wu Ya'an was not in a good mood because of this matter. She was even more wronged when she heard Muzi Nan's tone of reprimand.
After being together, he never scolded her! This time, I was ashamed of Luo Bai because she came back! "I'm not interested. If you want to find your old love, go."
Seeing the wronged look of Ya'an in the afternoon, Muzi Nan eased a little and said, "I didn't mean that, Ya'an."
In the afternoon, Ya'an heard that Muzi Nan was a compromise. Although she was still sour and panicked, she also knew that it was not appropriate to play a small temper, so as not to make Muzi Nan angry.
After all, he robbed Luo Bai's life, so Wu Ya'an didn't want Luo Bai to return in glory,
In this way, she will feel guilty and panic, afraid that Luobai will take away her hard won life.
So I want Luobai to fall into the dust immediately. No one will notice Luobai!