"Fu Xinian!" Qiao Anyi's voice trembled a little, why was she so panicked, even the moment when Xiao Lei's flesh and blood were blurred, she was just sad, but today, she gave birth to an emotion called despair.

"Song Wenbei, let's talk." Fu Xinian stretched out his hand as he spoke, and his slender and white fingers met Song Wenbei's eyes. Song Wenbei lowered his head and stared straight at Fu Xinian's toes, unwilling to raise his head. He has that little green plum by his side, and what kind of embarrassing identity is his wife!

"No need, I don't know how to dance if I live up to the second young man's good intentions." Song Wenbei smiled coldly, turned his back, but his nose was a little sour.

"Song Wenbei!" That voice of Er Shao successfully aroused the anger of the man in front of him, Fu Xinian was a little angry, half helpless, she had to be so stubborn, armed herself like a hedgehog. I don't think the relationship between them is so bad!

"Why, the dignified Fu Er Shao will also have times when he persecutes others?" Su Yi's voice interjected at an inopportune time, Song Wenbei trembled, he really has a wolf in front and a tiger in the back today, I'm afraid, I can't escape.

"Miss Song, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance?" Su Yi was a gentleman enough, and he gave Song Wenbei enough face, and did not expose their relationship in front of Fu Xinian in such an embarrassing scene. can be as smart as Fu Xinian, coupled with that sentence Miss Song, how could he not see the cattiness in it.

The lesser of two evils, Song Wenbei looked at Fu Xinian, whose face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and decisively walked towards Su Yi, who had a normal face. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Fu Xinian's somewhat injured face, and his heart froze, but he looked back and thought about his ridiculousness, he Fu Ershao called for wind and rain, what did Huan Fei Yan want was not a hand, how could he take his refusal to heart!

"Babe, what's wrong?" Su Yi wrapped his arms around her waist, but his eyes stayed on Fu Xinian, and asked knowingly.

"It's fine." Song Wenbei turned his head and walked off the dance floor with Su Yi in his arms. Familiar music sounded in the pool, which was the accompaniment to their participation in a couple's dance competition.

"You're really bothered." Song Wenbei chuckled, but there was more ridicule in his heart. With such a deliberate arrangement, such a careful arrangement, if Su had half of today's thoughts, she didn't know how happy she would be.

Su was silent, which was considered a tacit acquiescence. Gently hugged Song Wenbei's slender waist, and there was an irrepressible flame in his eyes. She is really beautiful today. Wearing a high-forked cheongsam, she is more and more white-skinned and snowy, and her figure is tall, which makes people unable to take their eyes off. It's just that the man who exudes a cold aura around him makes him a little unhappy.

He acquiesced! Song Wenbei didn't know whether she was happy or sad, but she regretted that in her life, she was still worthy of being so attentive to others, just taking familiar steps and holding the same arm, but she didn't have half the excitement of reuniting after a long absence, but a faint strangeness prevailed.

"Babe, you made a mistake." Song Wenbei raised his head and met Su Yi's clear gaze, "When you dance this dance, you should be looking at me, not the man over there." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Song Wenbei wanted to break free of Su Yi's arm wrapped around his back, but he was imprisoned by his strong force and couldn't move.

"Bebe, you are mine, once, now, future, forever."

I will never allow the reflection of other men in your eyes.

"Su Yi, we're done." Song Wenbei sighed, before him, he was like a child who will never grow up, but a few years of army life have completely polished him into a sharp sheath, showing his edge. Just as before, he would never have held on to himself so firmly and refused to let go, but today, he domineeringly took himself into his possession, and drove away all those who coveted her like a beast that grabbed territory. In the past, that stupid Song Wenbei would definitely be flattered and grateful for his gift, but now, she would rather that time was not old and they had not dispersed.

"Fu Xinian." Joan was about to stop talking, his face was already on the verge of collapse, she knew his temper very well, and it was not easy to persuade him.

"Let's go join in the fun, too." Fu Xinian lowered his voice and clasped Qiao Anyi's wrist, his eyes were already a little blood-red.

The two left the scene, and the crowd was silent for a while. The two of them are already golden boys and girls, with outstanding demeanor, and dancing is even more commonplace, and they are much more charming and elegant than others. Qiao Anyi was scratched and hurt her wrist, but looking at the cheering crowd around her, she just wanted to compare the other two eyesore, even if she danced on the pain, she was also willing to eat.

"Su Yi, I'm tired." Song Wenbei let go of the other half of his hand, took a deep breath, tried his best to hold back the trembling in his heart, and tried harder to ignore the pair in front of him. The picture is beautiful, but it is just a dazzling tight......

Su Yi didn't speak, but just clenched Song Wenbei's hand even tighter, and with a little force, Song Wenbei's whole body crashed into his arms, unable to move.

"Dance well." Su also gently reminded Song Wenbei to cry and laugh. How long did he think this dance would last? Is the sea dry and rotten or the sky and the earth old! In her opinion, this is just the end, but also the beginning. The end of their youth, the beginning of strangeness. Why should he be so serious, using this deep regret to make a futile struggle!

Qiao Anyi obviously saw this scene, looked back at Fu Xinian's face worriedly, and saw that he didn't have any unreasonable actions, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and also blamed himself for being too careful.

The two pairs of wall people got closer and closer, and when they passed by, Fu Xinian nudged Qiao Anyi, who had just turned around, and pulled Song Wenbei in Su Yi's hand, and for a while, the two pairs turned around. Su Yigang wanted to theorize a few words, but he had to catch Qiao Anyi, who was spinning at a rapid pace, so he was a beat slower after all.

"Fu Xinian, is this kind of game fun?" Song Wenbei was encircled in his arms, with the top of his head against his chin, smelling the crisp fragrance on his body, and slowly spoke. "Song Wenbei, do you think this is a game?" There was a faint anger in Fu Xinian's voice. What did she take him for? Plaything? Still a joke!

Isn't it, Song Wenbei slandered, how serious his attitude towards himself was!

"Song Wenbei, can't we talk calmly?" Fu Xinian sighed and put his head on top of Song Wenbei's head, his voice full of exhaustion. In the past few days, he has been tormented. Qiao Anyi begged again and again, but he never had the heart to really drive this little woman out, and her aggrieved but stubborn face lingered in his mind.

"What else do we have to talk about? Since you are going to become a stranger, don't you feel hypocritical and shameless when you get cheap and sell well now! After Song Wenbei finished speaking, he intuitively felt a suffocation in his chest, it turned out that they were already about to come to an end.

"Song Wenbei, what if I don't let you go?!" Fu Xinian stepped up the strength of his hand around her waist, and kissed her lips in a blink of an eye.