His eyes suddenly shrunk, and his hands were folded together. A man's face was gorgeous, but not feminine. A woman's eyes were crooked, gorgeous and gorgeous.
As she was walking, I don't know what happened. As soon as the woman's feet were soft, the man's eyes were quick and his left hand was quick. The woman bumped into his arms unexpectedly. Then she looked up and looked at the man with a smile.
At that moment, it was as if the spring breeze sent warm welcome flowers to bloom, amazing a crowd of guests.
The man nervously asked what, then slowly released her, then looked at the dull crowd, slightly bent over to apologize to the crowd, the woman standing beside him raised the skirt, gently smile, "sorry, we are late."
The voice was like the song of a oriole bird. The crowd responded with a smile. Only Ji Rufeng stood in the same place, still keeping one foot forward, and his right hand was also lifted forward. It seemed that he was going to hold something for a long time.
Then, they walked inside under the fingerprints of the guests present. When they passed by Ji Rufeng, Zhao Jian's face did not change at all. She even nodded with a smile as if she were looking at a stranger.
Looking at her carefree smile in the arms of other men, cone heart pain, but so.
Ji Rufeng stares at her walking away from seven. Her eyebrows are flying, and there is no nostalgia in her eyes. She seems to be back to the Zhao Jian he just met. She is arrogant and arrogant.
It's clear that there are countless people talking in my ear, but it seems that the voice gradually goes away, leaving him alone in his world.
He has been looking forward to Zhao Jian's appearance, but when she does appear, he knows that she might as well not appear. At least he still has something to look forward to. Now, what else can he look forward to?
Cang Yang said, the first best do not want to see, so you can not fall in love.
Cang Yang said, but once we met, we would know each other. How could we not see each other.
Ji Rufeng looks at her, throat sliding, heart like a knife, until her figure is gradually blocked by the crowd, it seems that someone around him heavily touched a line, Ji Rufeng just recovered.
Looking back, he saw Luo Jincheng standing beside him, holding two glasses of wine in his hand, "brother Feng, drink."
He looked at the glass in his hand. The transparent liquid swayed in the glass. Without saying a word, he suddenly drank it.
Cup after cup, but from the beginning to the end, he did not dare to get close to her.
He was afraid, afraid that she would look at him with strange eyes, he was afraid, afraid that she would speak to him politely, he was afraid, afraid that she would be coquetry to the men around her, he was afraid, afraid that he could only watch other men embrace her
Drunk, fuzzy consciousness, Ji Rufeng think of the poem and the last two sentences.
An de and Jun mutually refuse, avoid teaching life and death for Acacia.
"Little five..." He dragged the people around him, pointing to the position of the chest, "your medical skills are so good, is there a kind of medicine, let here no longer pain?"
In a word, a few men around can not help but feel sad at the same time.
Luo Jincheng was pulled by him and his hand hurt. Although he couldn't bear it, he said helplessly: "brother Feng, there is no regret medicine in the world."
"Regret medicine Ha ha, regret medicine... "
Ji Rufeng directly raised a bottle of wine, ha ha ha, with a bleak tone, "yes, there is no regret medicine in the world, but there is wine, wine, forget worry, ha ha, a drunk solution thousand worries..."
He looked up and the wine in the bottle fell down, poured into his mouth and sprinkled on him
When the full moon banquet is not over, Ji Rufeng is carried out of the Crystal Palace and thrown into a hotel room nearby.
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