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If I'm not mistaken, I think I've heard Lisi mention that Barnett is going to have a birthday. Charlotte and her husband live on a manor house in London, where Barnett's birthday is supposed to be celebrated.

With the identities of Demville and the royal family, it makes sense that this birthday banquet should be grander.

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyes, and Lisi didn't know where to pull out a curling iron and shook it at her.

“……”

As Lisi untied the hair tie that tied her hair, Qiao Weihuan looked down at the layered skirt and felt that this skirt was very suitable for her to attend this kind of occasion.

Lisi put away her curling iron, tossed and tossed, and coiled Qiao Weihuan's hair, seeing that she was wandering, her little hand shook in front of her eyes, "Butterfly? ”

Qiao Weihuan gathered her thoughts, raised her eyes to look at the wall clock, the hour hand was about to point to the Roman numeral representing "7", she smiled, and asked Lisi, "Aren't we going yet?" ”

Lisi blinked, "...... You guessed it. ”

It's too obvious to you.

Qiao Weihuan swallowed this sentence, got up and walked out of St. James's Palace with Lisi.

Charlotte's lodgings were farther away, and the estate was half a circle smaller than Demville's. However, no matter how small it is, it is not something that ordinary people can enter.

By the time they arrived, there had already been quite a few people coming. Without exception, they are all the top figures in the elite.

The flickering candles lit up the room full of fragrant clothes and sideburns, and the brilliance of the jewels between the ears and necks of the ladies shone in small clusters of light on the dark brown floor.

The scene was like an oil painting with thick colors.

The people in the painting shake the goblets in their hands, the golden wine swaying slowly, and the rich aroma and Sven's whispers quietly reach the ears of outsiders.

"I heard that the Duke of Demville ......"

"I saw ...... at the opening ceremony at the Manor and Mondez Much like ......"

"Then ...... today"

With a "squeak", the heavy door was pushed open by the waiters, who temporarily stopped whispering and looked up at the people who had come in.

Charlotte raised her eyes slightly, her turquoise eyes focused on the person stepping on the carpet.

The petite princess took the arm of the woman next to her and spoke to her very intimately.

The woman...... It's beautiful.

It's hard to say, people ignore their facial features, but they are still subconsciously attracted to their attention.

Someone lowered his voice, "This is the future Duchess?" Where is Vivien like her?? ”

"It seems to be very similar, but it doesn't look like ......"

Qiao Weihuan didn't listen to other people's comments at all, and nodded directly at Charlotte, who was looking at her from afar.

Charlotte pulled up a shallow smile and turned to look at Lisi, who hugged her with a smile: "Charlotte, long time no see." ”

Feeling her leg being hugged, Lisi looked down, Barnett hugged her leg and glared angrily: "Lisi, you didn't even see me!" I'm very angry! ”

The two little ones talked very well, and in the blink of an eye, they ran to the side and fell in love and killed each other. The two of them were whispering to each other, and Barnett felt that there was another person next to him, and looked back, rolling his eyes in a stinky face.

Qiao Weihuan didn't mind, she bent down and took out a beautifully packaged box from behind her, "Barnett, happy birthday." ”

A child of this age is quite coaxing for Qiao Weihuan, for example, the gift she just chose on the road is not too valuable, but the box is so beautiful, Barnett endured it and endured it, didn't hold back, grabbed it, opened it in three or two, and followed: "Wow! ”

It's not a lot of rare, it's just a bow tie. However, for this kind of child with a strong sense of masculinity, giving him a bow tie is very much in line with him.

Barnett took out his bow tie, looked at it twice, and reluctantly raised his little face, "Thank you for the gift." ”

Qiao Weihuan patted his little shoulder and whispered, "It's good if you like it." ”

She still inevitably thinks of her child, and before she has time to take a look, she returns to the torrent child......

Suddenly, the hall fell silent, Qiao Weihuan put away her sudden thoughts, and raised her head intuitively.

There is a kind of man who can still see him at a glance, no matter how gorgeous the world is.

He Zhengxiao is still the cold dark gray, the ironed formal suit cannot be concealed upright, the slender fingers are wrapped in pure white gloves, full of politeness, and the coldness of the people.

He and the blond man walked down the steps slowly, and in the eyes of everyone, they paced unhurriedly in front of her, "Why are you here so late?" ”

Qiao Weihuan straightened up, smiled at him, and handed over his thin white fingers, "Please let me dance?" ”

He Zhengxiao chuckled slowly, his deep eyebrows stretched, and his big hand held her fingers, "My honor." ”

He led her onto the dance floor, and the crowd involuntarily dispersed to make way for them.

In the soft notes, He Zhengxiao hugged the woman's thin waist, interlocked his other hand with her ten fingers, and asked her in a low voice: "Fun?" ”

Qiao Weihuan cooperated with him to step forward and turned half a circle along the strength on his waist, "It's okay...... I'm looking for a chance to get revenge. ”

She hasn't forgotten how much embarrassment he made when she danced in City B.

The arm around his waist suddenly exerted force, Qiao Weihuan was caught off guard, and was pulled into his arms, feeling his tight chest vibrating faintly, as if he was laughing.

A very light kiss fell on the back of the neck, and before Qiao Weihuan could react, he was dragged by He Zhengxiao to dance.

I don't know who it is, so I applauded quietly. As the dancers resumed their steps in the middle of the dance floor, the applause grew louder and louder, gradually rising and falling in line with the notes.

At this moment, Qiao Weihuan was very moved.

He Zhengxiao was kind to her, but he didn't say anything. But today, his purpose is to give her a rightful position in front of the British magnates.

Everyone knew that no woman could come near him unless the Duke of Demville wanted to.

Today, however, they all saw the Duke dancing with a woman, for the first time ever. From now on, no one will talk about her identity.

I wonder how grand the duke's wedding will be, maybe the queen will watch the ceremony?

Qiao Weihuan felt that He Zhengxiao was deliberate, the band cooperated with his footsteps, and the beat behind was getting faster and faster, she hadn't danced in high heels for a long time, and she was a little unbearable to sweat, so He Zhengxiao let her go.

Taken out of the dance floor by the man's shoulders, Qiao Weihuan looked up at his perfectly curved jaw, "Are you ......?"

She saw He Zhengxiao curl the corners of his lips, and took a glass of champagne from the plate held by the waiter with his long fingers, "Have the courage to provoke, but you didn't expect the consequences?" ”

Qiao Weihuan took the champagne, took a sip silently, and touched the man's narrow waist with his other hand without a trace, and poked it lightly or heavily.

He Zhengxiao's eyebrows jumped slightly, he suddenly stopped, grabbed her sneak attack hand with his big hand, half-lowered his head, and his tone was full of danger: "I think you don't want to sleep at night, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan followed his gaze downwards and swept her deeper than usual ravine.

“……”

Qiao Weihuan licked his lips and stood on tiptoe, his lips touching his chin, "I slept with Lisi at night." ”

She seldom took the initiative, her champagne-dipped lips were soft and moist, and the half-cold and half-hot touch was fleeting.

He Zhengxiao pulled her face with his big hand, his thumb down the line of her side face, and finally stopped at the black butterfly around her neck.

Qiao Weihuan was tickled, and before he understood what he meant, he heard his mellow voice: "I'll go to the palace with Charlotte, you are here, go back with Lisi." ”

Seeing that the woman nodded, He Zhengxiao's lips touched her smooth forehead, rubbed her fingertips, and turned to step away from her long legs.

Charlotte was already waiting at the door, watching him come over, her eyes passed through He Zhengxiao's majestic figure, and fell on Qiao Weihuan, who had already turned around, "She is very adaptable and enjoyed." ”

Her gorgeous lips opened and closed, and she said plainly: "I have to admit that she is suitable to be a hostess." ”

He Zhengxiao's footsteps paused slightly, and the night under his eyes briefly surged.

He slowly buttoned up his coat and looked into the velvety night with deep eyes, "It's time to go." ”

In other words, he would not have understood the meaning of Charlotte's words.

However, it was he who personally shaped the woman into what she is today.

Charlotte silently pulled the corners of her lips and left behind He Zhengxiao.

……

Qiao Weihuan took the plate, sandwiched a piece of the dazzling pastries, and found a quiet place to sit down and cushion her stomach. She had just picked up her fork when two men came over, and if memory serves, one of them seemed to be a baroness.

Qiao Weihuan nodded to the two of them, and the two sat down and chatted with her for a while. It wasn't long before the two were gone, and three more ......

Half an hour later, Qiao Weihuan coped with several waves of people, her stomach was filled with all kinds of aromas, her mouth was dry, and her face was about to stiffen with laughter. Finally, no one came over again, and the pastry sat on the plate completely, but Qiao Weihuan had no idea of eating. She leaned back in her chair and breathed a sigh of relief, and she saw Lisi taking Barnett upstairs, not knowing what she was going to play again.

Barnett's father's aura was not enough, standing in the crowd and almost losing his sense of existence, Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to get up and support the field.

However, as soon as she got up, several shadows appeared outside the gate.

He Zhengxiao and Charlotte left after answering the guests correctly, apparently before she came, the banquet had already begun. So these people are only here now, aren't they a little late?

Who would be late for the birthday party of the Duke of Demville's nephew?

It's unlikely to be unintentional, and it's just that the person who came was not good.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, raised her feet and stepped down the steps, and jumped fiercely with her eyebrows.

The blonde man came in with a cane, his steps light and heavy, the corners of his lips curled wantonly, elegant and arrogant.

Ash.

Not the most surprised, Qiao Weihuan couldn't believe it, the woman next to Ash, with a red dress and shiny wavy hair, who was it not Vivian?

Vivien was still holding her chin and holding Ashe's arm proudly?

How did these two come together?!

Qiao Weihuan tightened her fingers and walked over quickly.

As soon as she entered, Vivien began to weave through the crowd. She saw the shadow between blue and purple, her eyes widened slightly, she quickly withdrew her arm, stepped away, and screamed, "Cecil, you are indeed here!" ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

If I'm not mistaken, I think I've heard Lisi mention that Barnett is going to have a birthday. Charlotte and her husband live on a manor house in London, where Barnett's birthday is supposed to be celebrated.

With the identities of Demville and the royal family, it makes sense that this birthday banquet should be grander.

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyes, and Lisi didn't know where to pull out a curling iron and shook it at her.

“……”

As Lisi untied the hair tie that tied her hair, Qiao Weihuan looked down at the layered skirt and felt that this skirt was very suitable for her to attend this kind of occasion.

Lisi put away her curling iron, tossed and tossed, and coiled Qiao Weihuan's hair, seeing that she was wandering, her little hand shook in front of her eyes, "Butterfly? ”

Qiao Weihuan gathered her thoughts, raised her eyes to look at the wall clock, the hour hand was about to point to the Roman numeral representing "7", she smiled, and asked Lisi, "Aren't we going yet?" ”

Lisi blinked, "...... You guessed it. ”

It's too obvious to you.

Qiao Weihuan swallowed this sentence, got up and walked out of St. James's Palace with Lisi.

Charlotte's lodgings were farther away, and the estate was half a circle smaller than Demville's. However, no matter how small it is, it is not something that ordinary people can enter.

By the time they arrived, there had already been quite a few people coming. Without exception, they are all the top figures in the elite.

The flickering candles lit up the room full of fragrant clothes and sideburns, and the brilliance of the jewels between the ears and necks of the ladies shone in small clusters of light on the dark brown floor.

The scene was like an oil painting with thick colors.

The people in the painting shake the goblets in their hands, the golden wine swaying slowly, and the rich aroma and Sven's whispers quietly reach the ears of outsiders.

"I heard that the Duke of Demville ......"

"I saw ...... at the opening ceremony at the Manor and Mondez Much like ......"

"Then ...... today"

With a "squeak", the heavy door was pushed open by the waiters, who temporarily stopped whispering and looked up at the people who had come in.

Charlotte raised her eyes slightly, her turquoise eyes focused on the person stepping on the carpet.

The petite princess took the arm of the woman next to her and spoke to her very intimately.

The woman...... It's beautiful.

It's hard to say, people ignore their facial features, but they are still subconsciously attracted to their attention.

Someone lowered his voice, "This is the future Duchess?" Where is Vivien like her?? ”

"It seems to be very similar, but it doesn't look like ......"

Qiao Weihuan didn't listen to other people's comments at all, and nodded directly at Charlotte, who was looking at her from afar.

Charlotte pulled up a shallow smile and turned to look at Lisi, who hugged her with a smile: "Charlotte, long time no see." ”

Feeling her leg being hugged, Lisi looked down, Barnett hugged her leg and glared angrily: "Lisi, you didn't even see me!" I'm very angry! ”

The two little ones talked very well, and in the blink of an eye, they ran to the side and fell in love and killed each other. The two of them were whispering to each other, and Barnett felt that there was another person next to him, and looked back, rolling his eyes in a stinky face.

Qiao Weihuan didn't mind, she bent down and took out a beautifully packaged box from behind her, "Barnett, happy birthday." ”

A child of this age is quite coaxing for Qiao Weihuan, for example, the gift she just chose on the road is not too valuable, but the box is so beautiful, Barnett endured it and endured it, didn't hold back, grabbed it, opened it in three or two, and followed: "Wow! ”

It's not a lot of rare, it's just a bow tie. However, for this kind of child with a strong sense of masculinity, giving him a bow tie is very much in line with him.

Barnett took out his bow tie, looked at it twice, and reluctantly raised his little face, "Thank you for the gift." ”

Qiao Weihuan patted his little shoulder and whispered, "It's good if you like it." ”

She still inevitably thinks of her child, and before she has time to take a look, she returns to the torrent child......

Suddenly, the hall fell silent, Qiao Weihuan put away her sudden thoughts, and raised her head intuitively.

There is a kind of man who can still see him at a glance, no matter how gorgeous the world is.

He Zhengxiao is still the cold dark gray, the ironed formal suit cannot be concealed upright, the slender fingers are wrapped in pure white gloves, full of politeness, and the coldness of the people.

He and the blond man walked down the steps slowly, and in the eyes of everyone, they paced unhurriedly in front of her, "Why are you here so late?" ”

Qiao Weihuan straightened up, smiled at him, and handed over his thin white fingers, "Please let me dance?" ”

He Zhengxiao chuckled slowly, his deep eyebrows stretched, and his big hand held her fingers, "My honor." ”

He led her onto the dance floor, and the crowd involuntarily dispersed to make way for them.

In the soft notes, He Zhengxiao hugged the woman's thin waist, interlocked his other hand with her ten fingers, and asked her in a low voice: "Fun?" ”

Qiao Weihuan cooperated with him to step forward and turned half a circle along the strength on his waist, "It's okay...... I'm looking for a chance to get revenge. ”

She hasn't forgotten how much embarrassment he made when she danced in City B.

The arm around his waist suddenly exerted force, Qiao Weihuan was caught off guard, and was pulled into his arms, feeling his tight chest vibrating faintly, as if he was laughing.

A very light kiss fell on the back of the neck, and before Qiao Weihuan could react, he was dragged by He Zhengxiao to dance.

I don't know who it is, so I applauded quietly. As the dancers resumed their steps in the middle of the dance floor, the applause grew louder and louder, gradually rising and falling in line with the notes.

At this moment, Qiao Weihuan was very moved.

He Zhengxiao was kind to her, but he didn't say anything. But today, his purpose is to give her a rightful position in front of the British magnates.

Everyone knew that no woman could come near him unless the Duke of Demville wanted to.

Today, however, they all saw the Duke dancing with a woman, for the first time ever. From now on, no one will talk about her identity.

I wonder how grand the duke's wedding will be, maybe the queen will watch the ceremony?

Qiao Weihuan felt that He Zhengxiao was deliberate, the band cooperated with his footsteps, and the beat behind was getting faster and faster, she hadn't danced in high heels for a long time, and she was a little unbearable to sweat, so He Zhengxiao let her go.

Taken out of the dance floor by the man's shoulders, Qiao Weihuan looked up at his perfectly curved jaw, "Are you ......?"

She saw He Zhengxiao curl the corners of his lips, and took a glass of champagne from the plate held by the waiter with his long fingers, "Have the courage to provoke, but you didn't expect the consequences?" ”

Qiao Weihuan took the champagne, took a sip silently, and touched the man's narrow waist with his other hand without a trace, and poked it lightly or heavily.

He Zhengxiao's eyebrows jumped slightly, he suddenly stopped, grabbed her sneak attack hand with his big hand, half-lowered his head, and his tone was full of danger: "I think you don't want to sleep at night, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan followed his gaze downwards and swept her deeper than usual ravine.

“……”

Qiao Weihuan licked his lips and stood on tiptoe, his lips touching his chin, "I slept with Lisi at night." ”

She seldom took the initiative, her champagne-dipped lips were soft and moist, and the half-cold and half-hot touch was fleeting.

He Zhengxiao pulled her face with his big hand, his thumb down the line of her side face, and finally stopped at the black butterfly around her neck.

Qiao Weihuan was tickled, and before he understood what he meant, he heard his mellow voice: "I'll go to the palace with Charlotte, you are here, go back with Lisi." ”

Seeing that the woman nodded, He Zhengxiao's lips touched her smooth forehead, rubbed her fingertips, and turned to step away from her long legs.

Charlotte was already waiting at the door, watching him come over, her eyes passed through He Zhengxiao's majestic figure, and fell on Qiao Weihuan, who had already turned around, "She is very adaptable and enjoyed." ”

Her gorgeous lips opened and closed, and she said plainly: "I have to admit that she is suitable to be a hostess." ”

He Zhengxiao's footsteps paused slightly, and the night under his eyes briefly surged.

He slowly buttoned up his coat and looked into the velvety night with deep eyes, "It's time to go." ”

In other words, he would not have understood the meaning of Charlotte's words.

However, it was he who personally shaped the woman into what she is today.

Charlotte silently pulled the corners of her lips and left behind He Zhengxiao.

……

Qiao Weihuan took the plate, sandwiched a piece of the dazzling pastries, and found a quiet place to sit down and cushion her stomach. She had just picked up her fork when two men came over, and if memory serves, one of them seemed to be a baroness.

Qiao Weihuan nodded to the two of them, and the two sat down and chatted with her for a while. It wasn't long before the two were gone, and three more ......

Half an hour later, Qiao Weihuan coped with several waves of people, her stomach was filled with all kinds of aromas, her mouth was dry, and her face was about to stiffen with laughter. Finally, no one came over again, and the pastry sat on the plate completely, but Qiao Weihuan had no idea of eating. She leaned back in her chair and breathed a sigh of relief, and she saw Lisi taking Barnett upstairs, not knowing what she was going to play again.

Barnett's father's aura was not enough, standing in the crowd and almost losing his sense of existence, Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to get up and support the field.

However, as soon as she got up, several shadows appeared outside the gate.

He Zhengxiao and Charlotte left after answering the guests correctly, apparently before she came, the banquet had already begun. So these people are only here now, aren't they a little late?

Who would be late for the birthday party of the Duke of Demville's nephew?

It's unlikely to be unintentional, and it's just that the person who came was not good.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, raised her feet and stepped down the steps, and jumped fiercely with her eyebrows.

The blonde man came in with a cane, his steps light and heavy, the corners of his lips curled wantonly, elegant and arrogant.

Ash.

Not the most surprised, Qiao Weihuan couldn't believe it, the woman next to Ash, with a red dress and shiny wavy hair, who was it not Vivian?

Vivien was still holding her chin and holding Ashe's arm proudly?

How did these two come together?!

Qiao Weihuan tightened her fingers and walked over quickly.

As soon as she entered, Vivien began to weave through the crowd. She saw the shadow between blue and purple, her eyes widened slightly, she quickly withdrew her arm, stepped away, and screamed, "Cecil, you are indeed here!" ”

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