"Hey, young man, why are you sitting alone?"

Chris bent down informally and shoved the glass into the young man's hand.

He invited a lot of people, and his name and face could not be seated.

The young man in front of him is mediocre in appearance, but he has a good temperament.

Such a temperament is especially rare in the aristocracy and even the royal family.

Chris couldn't help but feel good about this young man: "Don't be restrained here, soon your lord will come down." ”

Chris patted Biya on the shoulder: "Negway doesn't judge people by their appearance, you still have a chance, young man." ”

Clearly, Chris took the loneliness of youth as inferiority.

"Thank you."

Bia hid his bloodshot eyes and clenched his glass.

"I will."

He promised softly, and there was a lot of emotion in his voice.

Chris smiled kindly.

"This is a young man."

He got up and left, and entered the lively crowd again.

It was quiet again, and Biya held the glass and looked down.

The bright red color seems to have a faint fragrance of roses, and the color is crystal seductive.

He finally drank the wine, and the indescribable taste spread between his lips and tongue.

God frowned.

*

Yun Chu woke up again, and was woken up by a rapid knock on the door.

She got out of bed and opened the locked bedroom door.

Chris dressed up and smiled gentlemanly at her.

Yun Chu: ?

"You're ......"

Chris looked at his baby daughter with satisfaction.

The girl has fair skin, delicate facial features, and a gorgeous and lovely purple puffy dress.

Except that he just woke up, a pair of eyes are foggy, but this does not affect his appearance.

"Dear Miss Negway, go downstairs with my father to your banquet~"

Chris gentlemanly held out a hand, courtesy.

Yun Chu frowned: "Banquet? ”

"Oh, your blind date party, to be exact."

Yun Chu was silent.

"Don't be angry, baby, just look at it, don't force it if you don't like it."

Chris blinked, trying to forgive his daughter for his prelude.

After a while, the girl swallowed gently: "...... Good. ”

…

The noisy hall on the first floor, at the moment when the girl appeared, fell silent.

The lord lowered his head, pursed his lips slightly, and his white fingers carried the purple puffy skirt.

The gorgeous and intricate skirt, which does not look exaggerated on her, is very suitable.

The lord, who has always been cold, also looks a little more playful in this kind of dress.

Biya, like everyone else, raised her head and her eyes fell on the girl who was in the limelight.

God's open palms were clenched tightly.

looked at the past, and was also stunned.

Biya drank for the first time and was not drunk. However, at this moment, it seems that he is drunk again.

God hid his breath, in an inconspicuous corner.

He looked at her and came down the stairs step by step.

Then, the man with black hair and bloodshot eyes stepped forward to talk.

Bia couldn't hear what was being said, he knew it must not be what he wanted to hear.

God's vision blurred.

He saw a lot of people, a lot of people, and he was about to lose sight of the girls in the crowd.

I don't know when it started, and the world was suddenly pressed the stop button.

All the conversations, all the movements, are frozen in this moment.

An unprecedented power of light shrouded the Skyline.

God alone is the only being who has not been stilled.

Biya's vision blurred, his black hair turned silver, and his bloodshot eyes turned holy ice blue.

There was a slightly drunken mist in the pupils of his eyes, which was a drunken god.