Ning Xi'er and Gong Xiu didn't know that someone was peeping outside.

Inside the studio.

"Nope. It's beautiful. Gong Xiu deserved to be Gong Xiu, and he returned to normal in just a few seconds: "The skirt suits you very well, but it may be better to change your shoes." ”

He beckoned, and immediately someone handed over a delicate gift box, opened it, and inside was a pair of silver high heels, beautiful like Cinderella's crystal shoes in a fairy tale.

A trace of unnaturalness crossed Ning Xi'er's face.

She...... I don't wear high heels very well, and it's easy to get on my feet every time I wear them.

But...... Looking at Gong Xiu's face, she barely squeezed out a smile, took the box, and returned to the dressing room to change into the 7-centimeter pair of high heels.

Gong Xiu made an elegant invitation pose: "May-I? ”

Ning Xi'er took his arm a little stiffly.

Everything was like a dream, on the first day of the transfer, the male god, who had a crush on her for three years, actually invited her to the ball.

Ning Xi'er was like falling into the clouds, and it was not until she arrived at the dance scene that she returned to normal.

"Let's go." Gong Xiu smiled affectionately at her, and there seemed to be an unfathomable pool under his eyes, flashing with an unfathomable light.

The dance party was decorated with luxurious and luxurious decorations, soothing and elegant piano music was playing, and the crowd of people came and went in bright clothes, smiling and smiling.

Gong Xiu held Ning Xi'er to socialize, Ning Xi'er had a perfect and impeccable smile on her face, but her ankle kept aching......

"Gong Xiu! What's the matter with you! Didn't I ask you to invite Yiqing to dance! You're holding other girls, where do you put my old face? A middle-aged man in a crisp dark suit and shiny leather shoes walked over and shouted in a low voice.

After Gong Xiu saw him, his face sank significantly.

Ning Xi'er glanced at it and guessed from his appearance that it should be Gong Xiu's father.

She let go of Gong Xiu without a trace.

"At the prom, of course, you have to invite someone you like to be your dance partner." Gong Xiu smiled wickedly, hugged Ning Xi'er's shoulders, and affectionately tugged her messy hair behind her ears, "Xi'er, this is my father." ”

Ning Xi'er was embarrassed, she couldn't push away the palace cultivation, and she couldn't explain it, so she could only laugh dryly: "Uncle, it's good." ”

The palace father recognized her as the daughter of the Ning family, and his expression was a little kinder: "It's Xi'er." Alas...... That's it, you young people, just be happy. ”

Ning Xi'er's expression became a little lost.

It turned out that Gong Xiu was just using her as a shield.

Male god ...... I'm just using her.

"Ning Xi'er? It turns out that you are the daughter of the Ning family. A girl wearing a white princess dress with a delicate and sweet smile walked over, "Hello, I'm Mu Yiqing." ”

Ning Xi'er nodded in greeting: "Hello." ”

Mu Yiqing was also followed by a boy with glasses, and handed over a glass of champagne: "Beauty, have a drink, everyone is their own person!" ”

…… Who's with your own people!

Ning Xi'er refused: "I won't drink......"

"Gong Shao, your female companion, you can't appreciate your face no matter how you drink a glass of wine!" Gong Xiu on the side of the glasses man shouted, "You say, what should I do!" ”

Gong Xiu was in a bad mood, frowned, and looked at Ning Xi'er: "A glass of wine, it's nothing." ”

Ning Xi'er bit her lip: "I ......"

The explanation of a thousand words has lost all meaning because of the non-maintenance of the person in front of him.

After a while, she pulled out a stiff smile: "Yes, it's not just a glass of wine, I'll just drink it." ”