Chapter 811

Major Mu is very considerate. Mu Mu has danced three dances in succession, just like giving her a break.

Just because Mu Mu was so happy today, like beating chicken blood, he didn't need to rest at all. He directly pulled his big brother into the dance floor.

Young master Mu's charm can be said to be great. The ladies around him peeped at her, with crimson faces and spring eyes.

"Big brother, I feel my sister-in-law is coming out." Mumu said.

Young master Mu laughed: "really? But the big brother may disappoint you."

"What do you mean?"

"Big brother doesn't want to talk about feelings yet."

Mumu nodded: "yes, men should focus on their career. Anyway, you are so handsome. Don't worry about finding a wife."

Because Mu Mu was an adult, the young Lord didn't blame her for her nonsense.

It was mu shaoting behind shaojue mu, but the night cup was anxious and robbed mu shaoting's position.

On the other side, Yan Yichen really walked towards Yu Qianyou.

Looking at Yan Yichen's outstretched hand, Yu Qianyou couldn't believe her eyes. If it hadn't been for the words that pushed her, she would have made a fool of herself.

Yu Qianyou looks very beautiful today. She is wearing a special evening dress that matches her, dignified and elegant.

When Yan Yichen held her hand, she began to be delicate and cool.

He couldn't help taking a look and found that Yu Qianyou's hands were really beautiful, very white, with slender fingers. Fingernails are also trimmed very clean, without nail polish. They are just coated with a transparent armor oil, which reveals a lovely meat color.

Yan Yichen suddenly thought of Tan Xiao's words. It is said that this woman is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

These hands are indeed suitable for playing and painting.

Yan Yichen looked at Yu Qianyou's hand and was slightly distracted.

In fact, he is not manual control, or he may not have found himself manual control before?

He shook his head secretly, and his other hand gently held Yu Qianyou's waist.

As if to cover up his inexplicable palpitation just now, Yan Yichen said a word that deserved beating.

"It was Mu Mu who asked me to invite you to dance." Yan Yichen said.

The expression on Yu Qianyou's face froze for a moment, just a moment. She quickly reacted and smiled, "Mu Mu is very cute."

"Yes." Yan Yichen glanced at Yu Qianyou and said, "I didn't expect you to play with her. We mu... Are very special."

With that, his eyes looked over Yu Qianyou's head and clearly explained to Yu Qianyou that "I just promised Mu Mu to dance with you. There's no other meaning".

Yu Qianyou didn't pull him to talk, and closed his mouth with special tact.

Yan Yichen is very tall. Even if she wears high heels, her head is only at the position of his nose.

These two people have no idea that they are a fixed couple in the eyes of outsiders. Only as the parties themselves understand that they are just dragged together.

Yu Qianyou has a bitter smile on her lips.

Yan Yichen saw it, but he didn't ask much.

This woman is clearly not simple. All smart women are not simple. Yan Yichen doesn't hate smart women. He just hopes to find a woman he likes like yualkyne.

Thinking of this, I don't know why his thoughts were attracted by the soft fingers in his palm. The feeling of holding that hand in his hand was so weak that he almost couldn't help pinching it hard.

A song finally ended, but Yan Yichen didn't immediately loosen Yu Qianyou's hand, but took her to the dance pool, and then left.

Yu Qianyou smiled bitterly.

She knew that even if Yan Yichen asked her to dance, there was still the origin between him and her.

But the eyes of the people around her are different. Everyone who looks at her smiles at her politely. It is estimated that she is regarded as the future president's wife.

After all, not long ago, Yan Yichen threw out Miss Feng who asked him to dance, but turned around and asked her to dance. In the eyes of these people, it means that his highness is still very satisfied with the daughter-in-law chosen by the president's wife.

I have to say that Yan Yichen invited Yu Qianyou to dance and really gave Yu Qian a long face.

Yu Su didn't know when he came. His eyes were worried: "how about it?"

"I'm fine." Yu Qianyou knows what Yu Su is worried about, but this is not the time to say that.

Although Yu Yanzi knows that it's hard to understand the mind of Yu Yanzi. And before, Yan Yichen's dislike for Qianyou was very obvious, so Yu Su heard that Yan Yichen invited his sister to dance, so he hurried over.

"It's all right." Although he is optimistic about Yan Yichen, if they can't get together, he will never let his sister be wronged. "There are several predecessors waiting over there. I'll go first."

"Brother, you go. I'm fine."

The word also said, "I'm looking at my sister. Cousin, you're busy."

Yu Qianyou took the word and found a place to eat. The word was a little clear and shook her head: "it's too complicated for you to work hard."

"Do you think everyone is as lucky as mu mu?" Yu Qianyou took a piece of Matcha flavored tiramisu and took a bite. The sweet taste immediately filled the mouth, making people feel better: "the West pastry teacher of Mu Mu's family is really good."

The words: "

This cousin is really excellent most of the time, but occasionally confused.

"Sorry, sorry." A servant accidentally poured a glass of champagne on the resigned man, and his face turned pale with fear.

The words waved, "it doesn't matter. Take me to the bathroom."

The servant immediately said, "Rou yuan has a dress for the distinguished guests. Miss, please follow me to the dressing room to change."

Yu Qianyou also stood up. "I'd better change it. The shirts inside are wet."

The word said, "you eat your food, I'll go by myself." Then he followed the servant.

The dressing room for distinguished guests in Rouyuan is very large, including a difficult dressing room and a women's dressing room.

The women's dressing room not only has a dressing table, but also hangs two rows of all kinds of dresses. There is a pair of matching shoes under each set of clothes.

Rao Shi's words. People who don't study service very much know that these clothes are all made by the top designers of the Empire.

Marshal's house is really rich and powerful.

It's just that I'm really not interested in the skirt, especially the pair under each skirt that hate the sky, and I feel my feet ache when I look at it.

After reading it one by one, the words wrung their eyebrows: "is there no neutral or simple one?"

But suddenly came the beating voice of the night cup at the door: "if the little wild cat doesn't wear it, it's the simplest."

Then she turned around and found that she was the only one left in the dressing room. Night glass stood at the door, and the door of the dressing room had been closed by him. "You did it?" The words soon came to me, and my eyes were suddenly cold.