Chapter 1498

Prom time——

Yuanyao turns around and Xia Mingxiu stands a few steps away, looking at her coldly

Yuan Yao frowned. The smile she had not received when she just faced Wen Muyan disappeared.

Xia Mingxiu's deep and cold eyes are quiet and cold. The sound of music rings out slowly. His lips start a cool arc, and his whole body is full of cold breath. He walks slowly to yuanyao, holds her wrist, and takes yuanyao to his arms with a little force.

Yuan Yao's men shrunk consciously, but Xia Mingxiu secretly grasped them.

"What? Don't even dare to dance with me? " Xia Ming obviously provoked Yuan Yao.

"You think too much of me!" Yuan Yao sneered, as if to prove something in general, and took the initiative to move closer to Xia Mingxiu.

It's Xia Mingxiu's cool, with a touch of luxury and elegance, just like five years ago.

This kind of taste seems to belong to him by nature, emanating from his bones and integrating with him.

Although she has just had contact with him, now, when she and he are like this, it is still harmonious face to face. Yuanyao can't help but raise her head.

Straight into the familiar and strange black eyes.

Dark as the vast night sky, with a deep can no longer be deep, head down tight with her, let her no chance to escape. Thin lips tight, lips hook two arc, calm with evil four.

A well-dressed beast.

This is a thought in Yuan Yao's mind at this moment.

Moreover, she felt that the adjective was too appropriate.

It's a pity that her son, who is far away from home, has the same face as the beast in front of him.

Xia Mingxiu's hand clasps Yuan Yao's slender waist and takes her to his arms. His right hand slowly holds Yuan Yao's delicate hand.

Yuanyao didn't struggle, but Xia Mingxiu's deep eyes still locked her, and her well-defined thumb rubbed gently in her palm.

Yuan Yao's heart tightened, frowning and looking at Xia Mingxiu discontentedly.

But the man is still the arrogant man, facing the conflict of Yuan Yao's expression, he is more and more intensified.

The hand holding the woman's waist pressed her into her arms, and the warm palm burned yuanyao's back

Yuan Yao grits her teeth and wants to refute something, but she can't speak.

Because, on the surface, Xia Mingxiu did nothing wrong.

She just hates his contact

Xia Mingxiu moved Yuan Yao and started the first dance of the evening.

The train is elegant, handsome and charming, and the wine is crisscross.

Xia Mingxiu's eyes crossed Yuan Yao's head and fell on Wen Muyan, who was standing still and calm.

That pair of tight trivial see Yuan Yao's line of sight, gentle almost tired to death.

In the rotation, yuanyao turns her head, and her eyes meet Wen Muyan's in the air, showing a gentle and sweet smile at him.

The hand holding yuanyao's waist involuntarily used some strength.

As the dance moves, Xia Mingxiu has quietly changed his position.

Some deliberately, Yuan Yao raised her eyes and silently looked at Xia Mingxiu.

Xia Mingxiu catches her sight and gets closer to her. He falls on her waist and fumbles for the curve on Yuan Yao's waist.

Under her gaze, she glanced at Wen Muyan.

"Do you love him?"

Yuan Yao looked at him coldly, "does it have anything to do with you?"

Xia Mingxiu hooked her lips and took her around.

"Boring, just asking. I know you don't love him!"