"Let's talk about it first, this is Brother Mo's birthday party, don't make a moth."

"Don't worry, Brother Mo has to thank me this time." Then Xiao Yang dodged and left.

Ten minutes after Xiao Yang left, the noisy hall instantly fell silent, and only the beautiful sound of the piano continued.

I saw that at the door of the hall, a tall man in a blue and black Italian handmade suit walked slowly, just nodded slightly in front of everyone, and walked towards the crowd.

At this time, a woman in a small V-neck dress greeted her, grabbed the man's arm with one hand, and shouted with excitement mixed with shyness: "Brother Mo".

Mo Shangbei looked at her, his deep eyes couldn't distinguish joy and anger, the corners of his lips were hooked, and he whispered in her ear: "You, very good." Then he pulled out his arm and walked to the stage.

"Good evening, thank you all for coming, please feel free." A few simple words still elicited warm applause below, especially the madness of the women.

The woman looked at her fiancé, although she had known it since she was a child, but at this moment, under the background of the lights, the man's masculinity still made her excited, and the fawn collided, in the near future, this man will completely belong to herself, and unconsciously her face was dyed with a layer of red.

Lu Ming walked to Mo Shangbei's side, not knowing what the two said, the corners of Mo Shangbei's mouth raised a trace of arc.

Immediately after that, the host on the stage began to speak, followed by the opening dance.

"Let's change the way we started today." The host's loud voice resounded throughout the hall, and everyone listened to it for some reason, what is a different way?

"Today we will start with a lottery to decide who will be the backup dancer of Mr. Mo Shang Bei Mo!"

When the words fell, there was a 'boom', like a spring thunder exploding, and the whole venue was excited.

What does it mean that only one person stays where he is and can't slow down? Obviously, every opening dance is accompanied by Brother Mo, which is recognized, when did it become a lottery form? Absurd! It's ridiculous! Do you think Brother Mo can be controlled by anyone?!

The little V-led woman looked at Mo Shangbei and did not object, but clinked glasses with Lu Ming, feeling inexplicably flustered, what does this mean?

Clenched his fists, he wanted to rush up and grab the dead host and ask for clarification!

At the same time, Xiao Yang, who had disappeared, had returned to the piano like no one else and continued to lean aside.

"Please Mr. Mo come up and draw today's goddess of luck." The moderator said.

Mo Shangbei glanced at Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang made a gesture of salute, and slowly walked towards the stage.

And a waiter in the audience shuttled around the women with a lottery box, and was pulled by Xiao Yang when he passed by the piano, "Don't you see that there is another person here?" Isn't she a woman? ”

I didn't want to let the piano girl draw a lottery, but who knew that when I met Xiao Shao, it was the heir of the Xiao Group, who would dare to provoke it, but it was just a lottery, needless to say, it was just a formality.

The waiter presented the lottery box with a smile and flattering hands.

He Qingyan didn't even bother to open his eyes, Xiao Yang smiled, so it suited me.

"She's not available, so I smoked it for her." Random Xiao Yang reached into the lottery box, as if he was drawing the lottery very seriously, and after finishing the matter, he raised the note in his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

After the waiter left, Xiao Yang refreshed himself and opened the strip in his hand and looked at it: "Yes, No. 6, it means smooth." ”

Seeing that the woman still didn't open her eyes, as if she was out of the matter, she wasn't bored, anyway, he had a way to get her on stage.

Then he looked at the boring woman, and sure enough, the woman was really restless, which was really comforting.