078: Eleven, your face

Hua Yu stretched out a thin white finger, took the cup of juice and put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, the faint fragrance of fruit tea seemed to be nothing abnormal.

The table where Rong Yingyao gathered had already begun to draw fists, and it was very lively, and she didn't pay too much attention to them.

Could it be that she is too sensitive?

Hua Ling retracted her gaze, picked up the wine glass, and took a tentative sip.

She has a certain amount of drug resistance in her body, and ordinary drugs do not work in her body.

Mu Qiuyue stared at her for a moment: "How is it, is there a problem?" ”

After Hua Yu drank it, he finally noticed that something was wrong.

This juice is alcoholic......

I don't know if I add material or not, but she can't touch this thing.

Mu Qiuyue kept staring at her, clearly saw that something was wrong, her eyes were round, and she exclaimed, "Eleven, your face is ......"

The light was dim, but she could vaguely see the birthmarks on her face lighten......

Hua Yu chuckled in her heart, and quickly raised her hand to cover her cheek.

She can't touch the wine, or the medicine will not work.

She can't let too many people know her secret right now.

"Don't touch what's in the cup."

Hastily reminded her of this, Hua Yu didn't dare to stay where she was for too long, pulled her hat on her head, and got up and left here directly.

Mu Qiuyue didn't know what was going on, so she could only call her loudly: "Are you okay, Eleven?" ”

Hua Ling didn't look back, and walked directly to the back door of the bathroom.

The whole ballroom was crowded.

Dancing and jumping, the sound is particularly noisy.

Hua Ling walked through the crowd with difficulty, took out the mask from his pocket and was about to put it on, and when he was about to walk inside, he suddenly collided with the man who came over.

With a "snap", the mask was knocked to the ground.

Both of them squatted down at the same time to pick up the mask.

One palm took the lead in picking up the mask and handed it to her.

"Sorry......"

Hua Li's thin white fingers froze in place, and she subconsciously raised her head, caught off guard, and met the eyes of the person opposite.

The moment he saw the girl, the man was also stunned.

Dressed in black, the zipper was against the small chin, and the big cold brown curls were scattered from both sides of the hat, hugging the little face, and the cold white skin was like mutton fat and white jade, and the skin was like clotted fat.

The eyelashes are long and curly, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the glass-like pupils are so beautiful in the dim light that they don't look like real people, making it difficult to leave the sight.

It was a face that would make people trance, beautiful and alienated.

Hua Ling hurriedly lowered her head, avoided his gaze, took the mask in his hand, got up hurriedly, and walked past him, forgetting to say a word of thanks.

The man froze in place for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

Until the people who traveled with him turned around and found that he hadn't followed, they reminded him: "Brother Hang, are you okay?" ”

Song Youhang came back to his senses, glanced back in the direction the girl left, and asked sneeringly, "Who was that girl just now?" ”

The companions were a little dazed: "I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, was there a girl here just now?" ”

Song Youhang's eyebrows twisted.

It can't be that he was wrong, the girl just now must be real.

When she took the mask just now, he even touched the cold touch of her fingers.

The boy who was traveling with him urged: "It should be that you are mistaken, there is no one here at all." Miss Ji is still waiting, let's go over quickly. ”