Chapter 497

The night continued.

The dance lights went down.

Fu Jiu sat lazily like that, holding a goblet in her hand, shaking it gently, with a faint smile on her lips.

She's said it before.

She likes this feeling very much.

It is very interesting to pretend to be in the crowd and watch people find themselves.

It's just that she used to avoid the police.

But today she doesn't seem to have to hide.

Because she had already seen Lin Feng heading towards Yaoyao.

Lin Feng indeed walked towards Xue Yaoyao.

And he felt that his eyesight was so good that he recognized people in the first place!

"Yao Yao!"

His words come out.

Xue Yaoyao raised her eyes subconsciously.

Fu Jiu propped her face sideways, watching in the dark, her pretty brows half-raised, and in the future, she will teach Yaoyao not to act immediately when someone calls her name.

"Hey, I found it!" Lin Feng took Yunhu and walked to the table with such strides.

First, he swept past Xue Yaoyao, then bent down, and directly set his eyes on the person sitting next to Xue Yaoyao. The person had messy silver hair and was wearing a pure black coat.

"Hmm..." Lin Feng narrowed the distance and continued to study, this should be the style that Little Spade likes!

Just when he was about to point at the other party!

A violent noise rang out.

No, it shouldn't be said to be ringing.

It was a real gasp.

If it is said that Fu Jiu's appearance just now made people amazed.

When this one came, he almost stunned the audience.

There are quite a few people playing blood-sucking nobles at the masked masquerade.

But only he can be as indifferent and ascetic as a devil.

Qin Mo!

When people realize the name.

Not only the fans, but even the girls who tried to get the tickets screamed for a while.

Fu Jiu also looked in the direction of the door.

I saw the man standing with slender legs, still looking casual and elegant.

He was dressed in white and black cloak, with stiff boots underneath.

The gorgeous silver thread on the collar of the tent suddenly paled against the fair and handsome face.

He even wore a pair of pure black gloves on his hands. The gloves seemed to be custom-made for him, wrapping around his slender fingers, making them look even more beautiful.

There was also a blood-red gemstone ring on the ring finger, which seemed to symbolize his status as a blood-sucking nobleman, and there were silver patterns on the black cuffs.

Everywhere is full of darkness and luxury.

When he turned sideways, his nose was straight and well defined.

The platinum mask on his face was embellished with broken diamonds, and the pure black forehead hair was laid down, making him look extremely evil.

The girls couldn't control the violent heartbeat and started screaming.

"God Qin!"

"God Qin!"

"God Qin!"

Listen to that voice.

In addition to Fu Jiu's desire to take the Great God home to raise him, another layer of thinking is that it is not easy to be a golden person like the Great God.

Think about it carefully, what is the difference between wearing a mask and not wearing a mask, let alone the fun of participating in a masquerade ball.

With such a slender and tall figure and domineering and indifferent aura, he will be recognized as soon as he appears.

When Fu Jiu was thinking this way, she saw the man's graceful back that was undulating like a mountain pause for a moment, as if she had noticed her gaze.

A handsome face turned sideways, intending to turn his eyes over...