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Zhong Xiutian is not a fool, how unhappy Lin Hui is in the way of nature, but he doesn't care, anyway, he didn't come to have a good relationship with him.

And Zhong Xiutian believes that this rain can't be stopped.

Now Zhong Xiutian hopes that the first deceased will appear soon, because although he is the one who protects Lin Hui, if he is not quite vigilant, then no matter how well he is protected, it will be in vain, so it is good to have the first deceased, so at least Lin Hui can be afraid.

But unfortunately, until the end of the bar mitzvah, no first deceased person appeared.

Then in the evening, it's time for the adults to socialize, and as children, they all play games in the same room.

Originally, Lin Hui wanted to invite Ye Ying to dance, he received aristocratic education since he was a child, but he was a good dancer, and Ye Ying couldn't dance better, so he could teach her. But it seems that Ye Ying prefers to play board games with her classmates in the room than to dance.

Lin Hui naturally only accompanies him, he doesn't hate board games, but it becomes difficult to get close to the goddess in his mind.

More than 20 students were divided into five groups, each sat around a table, and played a game of werewolf killing.

Lin Hui played the first few games with relish, but in the next few games, he gradually lost interest.

However, Zhong Xiutian is very satisfied with the current situation, although it is boring, but at least it is safe.

"Ye Ying, should we play something else?" Lin Hui tried to change Ye Ying's mind.

"No, isn't this fun?"

Ye Ying seemed to be enjoying it and couldn't extricate herself, and this reaction blocked what Lin Hui wanted to say next in her throat.

Suddenly.

Knock knock!

Three knocks sounded at the door.

Then before Lin Hui could say "Please come in", the people outside pushed the door open.

Su Ming leaned against the door panel, looking at everyone with a smile, and then he frowned and said, "It's so boring outside, can I join your game?" ”

Su Ming's character setting is not very old, and he only looks a little older than Lin Hui, so he can't find a player outside, so maybe he can try it here.

Lin Hui knew the relationship between the Mo family and his own family, frowned and just wanted to refuse, but Ye Ying beside him spoke: "Okay, let's play together." ”

Lin Hui's face darkened in an instant, and for a moment he felt that Ye Ying was actually here to restrain him, and whatever he wanted to do, Ye Ying would make it develop in the opposite direction. Whether it's going to the lake or playing board games, or now Mo Qiu joins.

Su Ming pulled a chair and sat down at the table......

In the hall, men and women hugged and danced with each other.

The dance of the upper class is no better than that of a nightclub, elegant and gorgeous, revealing an aristocratic atmosphere.

And the beautiful woman who had spoken to Su Ming at this moment was dancing with a man with glasses.

The man's jet-black hair was combed back, neat and meticulous, and there was a soothing polite smile on the corner of his mouth at all times, and he danced with great skill and grace and great humor, dancing and talking to his beautiful dance partner.

"Miss Qian, what have you been doing lately?" The man asked.

"Nothing, still as boring as ever." Qian Huan followed the man's steps, his graceful body danced under the control of the other party, just looking at it from the side, he would have a feeling of enjoyment, presumably if he was Qian Huan's dance partner, watching such a beautiful woman spinning like a swan with her palm should be a great enjoyment.

"What has Young Master Yang been doing lately? Oh no, it should be Mr. Yang now, after all, you have become Mr. Yang's reliable right-hand man, and it is really admirable to have such an achievement at such a young age. ”

Qian Huan's glutinous soft language can feel a kind of charming, full of femininity, any man will have a strange feeling when he listens to it, but her demeanor is decent and elegant, so that people can't raise the heart of obscenity, and the two diametrically opposite temperaments are paradoxically mixed together, constituting the unique charming woman in front of her.

She said as she glanced at Yang Feng's face.

Although Qian Huan talked and laughed freely on the surface, in fact, she already knew that the man in front of her was not the real Yang Feng at all! It's the players!

Qian Huan is self-aware, she knows how attractive she is.

It's not that she's arrogant, she's just too aware of men's minds, men pursue nothing more than two things, one is fame, the other is women, and although money is very wonderful, it is secondary in the hearts of many men, who prefer to gain public respect and adoration over material things.

Fame gives men a sense of accomplishment, while the perfect female partner can make men lust for conquest and flesh. Desire.

Qian Huan has countless personalities and countless charms, and she paid a lot of price in order to control all men. But she also knows one thing, that is, the saying that men conquer the world and women conquer men is not groundless.

But judging from the situation just now, Qian Huan gave the other party the feeling he deserved, but he didn't see the satisfied expression from the other party, unless the man was gay, there was only one explanation: this man had no sense of identity for himself, so Qian Huan's admiration for him made him unable to empathize.

One has been found, and the identities of the two players can be determined at this point.

Qian Huan thought silently in his heart, and then sorted out his thoughts.

First of all, this Yang Feng is a player, and so is that Young Master Lin's classmate, but the white-haired one is a little strange, he always feels wrong, but he can't try it.

That person's expression was very strange, which always made people feel awkward, and if he wanted to observe his words and expressions in front of him, Qian Huan couldn't do it. But even so, she still thinks that the white-haired one is most likely a player!

Thinking about his task, Qian Huan recalled the plan he had made a long time ago.

Then, the music comes to the climax.

All the women in the room spun around, with their male partners as their reliable pivots and palms as support points, holding their partners' hands steadily.

And then.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the venue, everyone stopped dancing, turned their heads to look, and found Qian Huan lying on the ground, his faint delicate eyebrows wrinkled together painfully, and his right hand was holding his right foot, showing pain.

Yang Feng was stunned by this accident for a moment, and then reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Miss Qian, what's wrong with you?!"

"My right foot, it seems to have twisted a little." There was a hint of distress in Qian Huan's expression of pain, as if he was enduring the pain of the sprain. (To be continued.) )