Emperor Superstar: No choice word count: 2434

Fujiwara Kasuga muttered, and the coquettish female voice sounded softly in his ears, "You, I'll let you guess, you just ask!" Well, okay, I'll tell you. ”

"I only made one wish, and that was to be with you." She said, resting her head on his shoulder.

This man is always hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. A cold look, not keen on anything, not caring about anything. But she can remember her birthday carefully, and even she has to forget something.

Who knows, she used to hate birthdays the most.

It would make her think of an extremely unhappy past, something she couldn't get no matter how hard she tried.

Fujiwara Kasuga smelled the faint smell of cologne on his body and put his mind at ease.

In the center of the auditorium, the two hugged and danced intimately, which attracted everyone's attention. No one noticed, Kurosaki's gaze swept to a corner in the dim light. That small figure came into view, and the beautiful face in a trance also came into view.

Miyamoto Lie stood aside with Yi Pan'er in his arms and looked at the two of them dancing, and he said in a deep voice, "They look very compatible, don't they." He said, cautiously tilting his head to the side, staring at her without a trace.

A flickering light flickered in the darkness, and a phantom cast a shadow on her eyes.

I only saw a little bit of grief that was clearly extinguished, and it seemed to hover as if it were nothing. It was the early morning fog in the forest, and it was impossible to get through or get in. His strength suddenly weighed half a point, and he hugged her even harder, trying to pull her back to reality.

In an instant, something began to float in my heart. He didn't know what it was.

Yi Pan'er felt the strength of her shoulder increase a little, and did not speak. Her thoughts returned, and her eyes finally had focus. Turning her head to look, she met Miyamoto Lie's attention, and she said softly, "Worthy or not, it's not what outsiders look like." ”

"So, are the two of us worthy?" Miyamoto asked suddenly.

As soon as the words came out, even I noticed that it was abrupt.

"We?" Yi Pan'er frowned at the title, and she looked back at the two dancing in the center of the auditorium. Suddenly, a heart began to tremble at the sight of his fiery gaze projected for a moment. She didn't dare to continue to look at him, so she quickly lowered her head.

Miyamoto was still waiting for her answer.

After a while, I heard her speak, "Two people, not us. ”

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At the end of the song, everyone invited their female companions to dance. [

Instead, Miyamoto stood quietly to the side and didn't speak for a long time.

His silence surprised Yi Pan'er, and she couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Miyamoto, don't you dance?" ”

"Aren't you uninterested?" Miyamoto didn't turn his head to look at her, and said casually. From time to time, women around him projected an ambiguous smile at him, which he accepted comfortably, but felt bored. Suddenly remembering something, he said in a deep voice, "I forgot again, you want to call me Lie." ”

Yi Pan'er was noncommittal, and found an excuse to catch her breath, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

With that, she walked forward.

Someone grabbed her wrist.

Yi Pan'er hurriedly turned around and saw Miyamoto Lie's deep eyes, handsome and calm like the June wind, and the deep undercurrents under the waves should not be underestimated. She held her breath and waited for his next step.

"Come back with me quickly, don't run around." His deep male voice rang out, letting go of her hand.

"Yes!" Yi Pan'er nodded and stepped forward again.

Her departing figure was incredibly bright, like a condensed body, and it was natural. It always caught his gaze, and he didn't withdraw his gaze until she was drowning on the other side. Miyamoto's gaze swept around, and he began to look for the figure of another person.

How can I not find it! He frowned.

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"Miss, please go left!" The waiter said respectfully.

In the walkway outside the auditorium, a flower basket made of white roses. The red carpet is intertwined with large squares, on which a pair of high-heeled shoes with thin roots is stepped on casually. There are almost no people, and it's very clean. The doors slammed shut, and the noise of the auditorium and the staggered faces disappeared.

Yi Pan'er smiled and nodded, and walked alone towards the passage on the left.

White roses, white dresses, birthdays, banquets.

Flickering. It's kind of funny. She muttered to herself and walked with her head down. Turning the corner, I didn't care about the way forward. Suddenly, a tall figure flashed in front of him, and a pair of black leather shoes also came into view at the same time. She jerked her head up and saw the man in front of her.

He was looking at himself, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, as deep as the sea.

That's where she couldn't read.

Kurosaki took her hand and dragged her into the rest room on the side. Closing the door with his backhand, he pressed her against the back. Looking down at her, he said in a deep voice, "You have done a good job, he has publicly admitted that you are his lover." ”

Yi Pan'er smiled and didn't speak.

Seeing her completely indifferent, he called out softly, "Pan'er." ”

"......" she finally looked up at him.

"You don't seem happy?" Kurosaki asked in a deep voice.

Yi Pan'er stared at his eyes tightly, but found that there was a layer of fog covering him, and she wanted to get rid of it, to see what was going on. Reaching out to his handsome face, she spoke, "How long?" ”

How long do you want her to stay with Miyamoto? She needed an exact time.

"Up to a month. In the meantime, all you need to do is get the information about his agreement with the other sixteen gangs in Japan, and I can close the net. Kurosaki Wenyi said, kissing her on the cheek, "It's hard work." ”

"And then?" She asked again.

What happens after you get the information? Waiting for him to marry Fujiwara Kasuga?

His eyes lit up, and he spat out gloomy words, "You don't have a choice, Pan'er." ”

Yi Pan'er expected the result a little, but she still couldn't help but be stunned and sad. His hand caressed his face, but it was so cold that it made her tremble, "The day you left, you have to remember what I said to you." ”

Don't provoke me, or your family will die. She sneered.