She didn't know who the man was that night.

In the VIP ballroom on the top floor of Caesars Palace Hotel in Las Vegas, everyone masks themselves for the masquerade ball. The neon lights swirled overhead, and the wine wafting everywhere and the frantic laughter of men and women seemed to make her nerves completely numb, and the sins in her body were magnified and released a thousand times over!

Stimulated by constant spinning, stimulation of alcohol, decadent thoughts, and numbing feelings, she danced one after another, laughed loudly, and toasted. But the more I drank, the numb limbs from drinking, but the spirit was as sharp as a sword!

She is not reconciled! Just because she didn't give herself to Lu Jiayuan, did he turn his attention to Cheng Tingting? She will not forget that after the family banquet that day, Cheng Tingting said in a show-off tone: "I am with Lu Jiayuan!" He's amazing and I'm satisfied! Better than any man I've ever known! ”

It's a blurry night, and she doesn't want to be the one she's been waiting for!

If men like bad women, then she can too! Even, she can become worse than Cheng Tingting!

She wore a flaming V-neck backless skirt, and her hair was dyed dark brown, and she was draped over her shoulders in a slightly curly fashion. The placket of the neckline slid between the two snow-white peaks, revealing a deep gou-he. The entire white back was exposed to the air, and as she rotated, the beautiful ridge was like a bewitching beauty snake, writhing its body. The skirt is only three inches below the PP, and the two slender and white legs are exposed.

She spins on the dance floor, swims among men, she's wild, she's wu-charming, she's yao-rao, she's xing-sensitive. It was as if she had become a different person entirely, and wherever she passed, she received a man's ai-ambiguous whistle, an invitation. Dazzling in the dark, dazzling!

Sure enough, at the moment when the bell struck twelve o'clock, she finally found a superb man.

The man with a silver mask stood by the window in the corner of the hall, holding up his wine glass, as if out of place with everything around him. The silver mask, only half of it, blocked his eyes and the bridge of his nose. I can only faintly see the tip of his upturned nose, thin lips and beautiful chin. The close-fitting clothes perfectly present his slender and upright figure. He just stood there like that, as if he had a natural attraction, like a magnet, firmly catching her gaze!

Through the hazy moonlight outside the window, she could see that his hair was black.

He's Asian.

She approached with satisfaction, and sure enough, she saw him walk out of the hall soon after, and seemed to be a little drunk, and staggered on his feet. She immediately stepped forward, grabbed him from the crumbling situation, and took him to the box.

Putting his slender body into the sofa, she seemed to be like a fearless knight, without saying a word, without even removing the shirt on it, she sat down like this big and fearless!

At the moment when the sharp pain hit, even wearing a mask, she could clearly see the shock, disgust and disbelief flashing in the man's eyes!

Disgusted? She actually hates herself like this. It hurts, it's not beautiful at all. She didn't have the slightest bit of winner's happiness, she just thought it was a little ridiculous.

For the sake of such an undetermined man, she can use zao-ruined herself?