Chapter 686: Shura Field (2)
Huo Xiao stuffed it back with his backhand, "Real name refusal, I think I've been splashed enough." β
"Huo Xuan, I personally and specially served it to you, are you not giving face?" She emphasized, "Dao."
Huo Xiao pulled his lips and said ruthlessly: "Don't give it, drink it yourself......"
Ming Ge and Huo Xiao pushed it over for a glass of water, and I pushed it over, which was naΓ―ve.
However, this is the daily pattern of getting along.
Chu Dufeng didn't know, his eyelids jumped, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart......
This ominous premonition, after seeing Ming Ge and Huo Xiao pushing around, both of them were about to exchange hands. When you get tangled together, reach the top!
At the door of the "......" rose hut, there was a sound of slamming the door, it was a beautiful and distinct bone joint, and the cold knock on the door was a unique elegance.
In the next second, the man's clear voice was like pine smoke, with a hint of dangerous gorgeousness, coming from the flowing light, "Sorry, I waited for a long time." β
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The sound was mixed with the coldness of the ice spring, and at the last word "ha" fell, and the lively and joyful air was silent for a moment.
It's not the kind of cold and scary that makes people too scared to speak.
But.
The aura dictates.
Automatic silencing.
The last guest, arrived.
Everyone raised their eyes, and their eyes couldn't help but follow the voice.
In his eyes, a figure inevitably appeared-
I saw that the person who came was standing impartially at the door, surrounded by today's bright and brilliant halo.
Wearing a pure black suit, the shirt inside is white and formal, and the button is buttoned to the top, which half-covers the sexy and delicate Adam's apple. Confuse the taste.
Black is the most dreary and sultry color in the summer under the scorching sun.
Worn on a man, the snow-white wrist exposed by the slight pull of the cuffs, the white neck exposed between the collar, and the cold and handsome face under the delicate black hair drive away the dullness and send a refreshing ice-like coolness.
Why is the name of the rose cottage called, because the layout of the whole small western-style building is decorated with roses as the main tone, and even the white door is carefully and delicately engraved with rose glaze reliefs, which echo the whole.
The brightly glazed rose relief on the door resembles a man's lips.
The magnificent color, plucked a rose, and gently placed it on the lips.
So, the bright colors bloomed.
The audience's eyes were slightly trance-like.
This is...... What a fairy man!
Although it is not good to use words like "pretty" and "absolutely beautiful" to describe a man, I really can't think of any words to describe it!
Pity me, a person who studies Chinese, is poor in words!
This is Shen Bijun's guest, right? Look at the age, it should be......
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The palace night banquet appeared at the door of the rose hut, and at the moment when he spoke, Ming Ge and Huo Xiao were playing, and Ming Ge's hand was on the back of Huo Xiao's hand, holding on to it, and forcibly asked him to take the remaining half a cup of water......
As a result, the overlapping hands of the two looked like they were holding together "affectionately", reluctant to separate......
The palace night banquet can be seen at a glance.
Under the long and thick eyelashes, those obsidian-like eyes faintly condensed a trace of storm in the depths.
was originally very ordinary, without charming movements, but the man raised his inky black eyes, and his gaze swept over lightly-
Ming Ge felt a sense of weakness for no reason.
At the same time, three big words came to mind:
Repair, Luo, field!
"Ahem......" She subconsciously and without a trace retracted her hand, snatched the cup, and said to Huo Xiao, "If you don't drink it, forget it!" β
- This kind of being caught by her husband. What's going on with the feeling of being in bed?
Mingge's scalp was numb.
The slender white fingers held the cup, clenched slightly, and the heart was very empty.
Fortunately, the extremely oppressive gaze of death was faintly removed after a long time.
Ming Ge breathed a sigh of relief.
Scared the baby to death.
The girl's exhalation is very light, but the two have known each other for several years, how can Huo Xiao not notice her small movements and habits?
The hand that was just subconsciously retracted, as if relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and the little tail finger that always couldn't help but curl up slightly when the heart was weak and uncomfortable......
are silently revealing something.
glanced at the girl, and then quietly looked at the man in black clothes and noble clothes not far away, Huo Xiao's eyes deepened slightly.
Palace, night, banquet.
Huo Xiao gently spit out these three words in his heart.
Just like Chu Dufeng knew him, Huo Xiao naturally knew this young head of the palace family.
It's just that the social circles are different, and the two have never crossed paths too much.
Even this sentence of "knowing" is just a more polite statement, a nodding friendship.
How......
Ming Xiaoge seems to know him?
Seem......
It's a lot of relationship.
Huo Xiao's unruly and handsome eyebrows sank slightly, and he pursed his lips.
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Shen Bijun stepped forward with a strange voice, "Ah Yan, why did you arrive." β
"There is a traffic jam on the road." The palace night banquet walked in, and his face was completely exposed under the camera.
Caused countless fans to scream.
Program group.
The assistant director was amazed and asked, "Who is this?" Where did Shen Bijun get it from? If you look like this in the entertainment industry......"
He's just a little director of a variety show. Oh, and it's still a vice.
may not be "small" in this circle, but compared to the behemoth of the Gong family, it is not worth mentioning at all.
The assistant director also doesn't know the palace night banquet, otherwise where would he have the courage to say such a thing?
Lin Qiguang pressed the excitement in his heart and poured cold water on the assistant director, "He? β
Shaking his head, he said, "Don't think about it." Do you know who he is? β
The assistant director guessed: "Shen Bijun's son? β
"That's right." Lin Qiguang and Shen Bijun are old acquaintances, so they naturally know the palace night banquet, and said to the assistant director, "However, he still has an identity-"
"What?"
"The head of the Gong family, the president of the Gong family."
Every time Lin Qiguang said a word, the assistant director was shocked, and finally, when the last word fell, "What?!" β
Two "what".
If the former is an inquiry, then the latter is a real shock.
The head of the Gong family, he actually said that he would let this person come to the entertainment industry to show his face......
The assistant director is faintly weak.
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The world has never known what Shen Bijun did after he retired, whether he married or not, and who he married.
Until today β
Shen Bijun introduced: "This is my eldest son. β
Eldest son.
Generally, only wealthy nobles who have inherited a century-old family background are called so.
Where are ordinary people so particular.
After Shen Bijun's words fell, in an instant, the man calmly spoke: "Palace night banquet." β