Chapter 570

The silence of the dance disappeared, and there was a slight surprise.

At the top dance in Milan, Italy, everyone was wondering whether they were dazzled. At the edge of the hall, the band continued to play,

this song was still waltz.

It is still inconceivable that the figure who squandered gold drove the fiery red steel which made everyone marvel and shocked, and arrived at the dance hall in an impossible time.

dressed in expensive and luxurious costumes than any man, he walked straight into the middle of the dance floor and raised his hands. The figure of golden glass fell like an angel in the illusory moment of light and shadow Fell in front of him.

Lumies was stunned, Visconti was stunned, and even Madame Lyra was slightly distracted. All the ladies present were in a trance, and the ladies and ladies were even more distracted.

All of them looked straight at the slender figure in front of the youth, the elegant and fashionable high-heeled shoes, the exquisite and bright hair accessories on the side of her long light gold hair, and the evening dress with palace skirt and different gold glaze, which were the same as all the women in the meeting hall, all of which made them crazy with jealousy!

Including that gentleman's love, if it's in me...

this is probably the yearning of all the women present,

however, these are just illusions, because in the middle of the dance floor, the figure has bent down and decided his partner for tonight.

The bright chandeliers hanging from the dome radiate bright brilliance. The whole hall is just like the daytime, which is totally different from the Yellow lamplight of the kerosene lamp in my impression.

"when Sharon helps you change your clothes and cover your eyes, there will be a surprise."

The scene in my memory is that I think it is probably the most beautiful skirt in the world, and I doubt that I really have the right to wear it.

looking at the moment, she is not the ruins after the fire, not the remote village, but one of the most prosperous cities in Italy, the splendid aristocratic ball in Milan,

at this moment, she is wearing the most exquisite dress The dance on the top floor has become the focus of everyone's attention.

and even though she is ignorant, she knows that the young people who smile and stretch out their hands to themselves are the objects that can throw gold, how many people outside the manor want to see him, and all the people present are courting him.

such a scene has never occurred to Ling before.

She hesitated and carefully stretched out her hand, allowing Fang ran to hold the white lace glove in her hand.

Fang ran looked at the gem inlaid hair ornaments, light gold hair was pinned up delicate and beautiful girl, her delicate shoulder and delicate beautiful clavicle in the light of snow-white dazzling.

At this moment, Fang ran was a little nervous and nervous. In terms of how to make girls happy, his life for 20 years was blank. His imagination could only make him think of such a way.

Tonight, he put on his best suit and went to the center of Milan's top ball in a way that attracted more attention than anyone else. He wanted to give the girl in front of him the best he could do.

"How about surprise or happiness?"

Therefore, he could only wink his eyes and smile at Ling in such an unglamorous tone. He didn't know whether it was effective to do so.

In the halo of the chandelier, she looked at the young man in a handsome pure black suit and held his hand around his waist. Ling pursed her lips and lowered her head in silence and whispered:

"it doesn't matter if I come here... I don't know how to dance..."

"it doesn't matter if I can't dance..."

"it doesn't matter if you can't dance, it doesn't matter if you feel uneasy."

take a deep breath and try hard She kept smiling and said with a smile, hoping that this would make the girl feel at ease and walk slowly. The tone of her voice must be sure.

"You can go anywhere with me in Ling."

The girl lowered her head under the light golden hair, but she could not help feeling moist. Some emotion in her throat made her say no, just like a choking nod.

From childhood to adulthood, apart from her parents,

no one has ever been so kind to her and never said such a thing to her.

"Um..."

in the middle of the dance floor, a young man in a black and straight suit took the hand of a tiny girl and swayed away her golden glaze skirt with dancing steps.

At this moment, in the waltz movement, they still attract all the eyes of the audience as they did last time.

"Ling, what do you think of the restaurant next door? How about we go there for dinner later?"

"Well."

"By the way, let's go out to play tomorrow. Milan should still have a lot of places to go."

"Well."

"It's no fun waiting here for a while. How about going to Rome?"

"are you happy

"Um..."

...

everyone's eyes can't help but be attracted by the pair of men and women in the middle of the dance floor. What attracts them is not only the wealth of the two figures and the gorgeous and straight clothes on them,It's looking at the bright look on the youth's face under the light. In the step by step dance steps that are not outstanding standards, they are laughing and saying something, and the girl looks at him quietly and nods quietly,

it makes them feel that there is something that can't be said.

The movement of Waltz flowed like water, coming to the end in the antique orchestral instruments and the slightly astringent dance steps of young girls. Towards the end of the song, according to the Convention, the most standard and beautiful pair of dance steps should be the final ending,

but all the people in the field slowly stopped and left the last to the young people in the center.

Under the halo of the chandelier, Fang ran looked around, smiling and sighing helplessly. Then, at the moment when Ling was a little flustered, she got close to her body and put her arm around the girl's slender waist.

it's not like the last time that she tosses and spins. She just doesn't let go. She simply hugs Ling Ling at this age and twists for fangran The pupil in the eye shrinks inconceivably, all the nobles of the kingdom of Italy are shocked!

"Your Highness!"

A woman can't help but cry out after seeing the emblem. It is the highest nobility that only the king can win!

But what makes Fang Ran's eyes slightly enlarged is that for the first time in this time scene...

he saw people he had met except Ling for the first time!!!

What she was wearing was not a big palace dress like other noble women in the ball, but a simple white dress. The long white platinum hair pinned up with emerald headdress showed all her splendor. Compared with the dignity and beauty, she was more like the awe inspiring and beautiful temperament. Her eyes were as blue as the sky, which made Fang ran feel that she and she were the same as the sky for the first time in this era The other people who still hold dances in the world war and enjoy themselves in their own society are different. They feel like... Real aristocrats!

's incredible eyes as like as two peas in the eyes of the present, the same figure that Volta saw in the eyes of the night crow after he crashed into Oslo that night in Volta.

It's just that this time she's not wearing that white lace suit.

"It's a beautiful dance. Madame Lyra has explained your situation to me."

her high-heeled leather boots are stepping on the floor tiles, and her Royal Highness's blue eyes look at the young and young girls in front of them, nodding and whispering:

"on behalf of the Kingdom, I welcome you, sir from the Far East."

I guess she was saying the welcome words at the beginning, but Fang ran just nodded her head slightly, and there was no redundant attitude at the same time.

Even though the surprise in his eyes was suppressed, one question after another in his heart kept pouring out, and the misty feeling of IL that night invaded again.

She was the woman of that night?

It's impossible. It's 1916. If that's the case, she'll live longer than Ling!?

He also said that this scene...

he was not only alone in the scene...

the most important question was that in a moment, Fang ran thought of many possibilities in his mind, and did not make any answer. He just stood there and looked at the female prince in front of him and held out his hand to block the girl behind him.

Is she a participant now.

But looking at Fang Ran's delay in answering, facing a prince with such a rude and arrogant attitude, Mrs. Lyra couldn't bear to say anything any more,

but before speaking, she was stopped by the woman in front of her.

Looking at all the nobles who bowed to themselves in the dance hall, she nodded her head and said:

"thank you for coming tonight. Don't care about my existence, let the dance continue, and..."

her blue eyes, which symbolize the noble blood, looked at Fang ran, and her voice rang out in the dance hall.

"I want to talk to this gentleman from the Far East alone."

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