two minutes.

a minute and a half.

One minute.

30 seconds.

When Feng Yi took over the microphone from the host.

The music stops.

Everyone stopped dancing and looked in Feng Yi's direction.

The eyes are beating with excitement.

"There are still twenty-five seconds left, and it will be the New Year. The lights are going off at midnight. Are you all ready?" Feng Yi is a person who has been in the circle for a long time after all. Still very personable, like a successful person.

"Ready!"

Neat and unified answer!

Even COCO, who was not dancing next to him, hugged a big white rabbit to join in the fun.

He has already decided that if he has no one to kiss, he will kiss his own rabbit.

The most difficult thing is Lin Feng. This year, he finally didn’t have to pretend to be a girl, and he was able to invite someone to dance. But when he realized that it was midnight, he found that he was in Little Spade the whole time, and now only Yunhu was left by his side. This guy, could it be possible to let him kiss Yunhu?

Some fans noticed his sideways eyes, just as Yunhu also lowered his head.

In an instant, I felt that the place was full of pink bubbles.

Fu Jiu and Xue Yaoyao didn't know what was wrong, they just exchanged a look across the crowd.

Fortunately for Fu Jiu, the Almighty at least let go of her waist, so that she was free to take the third photo with her mobile phone.

"ten."

Feng Yi held the microphone, his eyes brightened and he started counting down.

Soon people followed suit.

"Nine."

"Eight."

"seven……"

When Fu Jiu was in Fifth Avenue, she also participated in the group New Year's Eve.

That kind of atmosphere is different from my own New Year's Eve.

Everyone seems to be having a great time.

When one person's happiness is shared with another person, it will become two happiness.

The happiness of so many people will spread a kind of excitement.

So Fu Jiu didn't realize that there was something wrong here.

When the countdown reached four, Feng Yi suddenly said: "Everyone, be careful not to kiss the wrong person."

Kiss the wrong person?

What's the meaning?

Fu Jiu noticed something and frowned heavily.

Wu Zhen's face turned pale in an instant, and she asked Han Susu next to her in a low voice: "What does Feng Yi mean by don't kiss the wrong person?"

"The lights are turned off at zero o'clock, and every dancer has to kiss his partner." Han Susu looked at Wu Zhen's expression: "This seems to be the traditional way of party of the Imperial League."

Kiss your partner?

Wu Zhen was annoyed: "Why didn't you tell me about such an important matter earlier!"

"Sister Wu, don't worry, Big Brother Qin never participates in this game, and he will come back after the countdown." It was not the first time for Han Susu to participate, and he knew the process of previous years.

Not only did she think so, but all the team members also thought this way.

So no one cared about Qin Mo's side.

Only Fu Jiu instinctively wanted to withdraw after hearing the news.

But it was too late.

She just took a long leg.

The word "0" in Feng Yi's mouth suddenly dropped.

Fu Jiu could only feel her wrist being pulled back suddenly.

The lights were instantly extinguished and replaced by countless candles, which fell into the wooden window mixed with starlight.

The flickering candlelight is looming, slowly swinging round and round, like a human pulse.

"Brother Mo, it's..."

Fu Jiu hasn't finished saying "I" yet.

People saw that the tall, tall and incomparably noble man suddenly lowered his head!