The mask evening was held in a private villa in a suburb.

The open-air swimming pool, spacious living room filled with delicious food, desserts and drinks, and a dedicated bartender for everyone.

Staggered, drunk and golden.

Everyone has a mask on their face, covering the upper half of their face, a looming face, showing an excited smile, wearing a mask, like having a protective film, becoming whatever they want, anyway, no matter how coquettish others don't know you.

In my daily life, I am tired enough to bring myself an invisible mask, and today I brought a real mask to myself to really relax.

There are two slender figures in the corner, one white and one red.

The man in the white tuxedo, with a white mask, revealed his deep eyes, thin red lips, revealing a sense of nobility, and there was a kind of momentum of a superior person between his feet, and the white set off his complexion even more, like a night charm walking in the dark, which was unattainable.

The man in the red suit and leather shoes on the side, with brown and yellow hair on his head, obviously does not match the clothes, but he wears a different feeling.

The women passing by with different masks are all paying attention.

"The handsome guy in white over there is so handsome."

"It looks so cold, I don't dare to go up and talk to you."

"What don't you dare, look at me."

A bold woman in a black dress twisted her waist, raised her glass, and accosted enthusiastically, "Handsome guy, have a drink." ”

Yan Yijun's thin lips opened lightly, "Get out." ”

Cold and without a trace of emotion, the woman gave a cold war and walked away.

The woman on the side pursed her lips and snickered, mocking in her heart, and she couldn't help herself.

No one came forward to bother me anymore.

"Jun Shao, will she come tonight?"

Xu Duoqian held the red wine glass in his hand, swayed it a few times, and then looked up at Yan Yijun.

Yan Yijun pursed his lips and drank the red wine in the cup.

"If you don't come, then you don't want to chase Shui Dexiang." Yan Yijun snorted coldly, and put down the wine glass heavily.

Before Xu Duoqian could answer, there was a commotion at the door.

There are two shadows at the door.

One white and one red.

The long white dress is fluttering, with a white mask, revealing a touch of red lips, giving people an unfathomable feeling, eyes like autumn water, with a cold temperament and a beauty like a fairy.

The woman in red on the side, with a slim long skirt, outlines her convex and backward figure, and the front is a V-neck design, revealing a looming snowball.

The fiery red mask and her red lips make it even more amorous.

A little girl followed.

The little pink skirt looks chubby, pouting, and there is a hint of cuteness.

Shui Dexiang pulled her through the crowd, trying to find a place to drink a few glasses of red wine.

In the vast crowd, Zhou Qiyin's eyes glanced at random, and he saw a white figure in the corner.

His feet were like a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move, and he looked at him with a faint gaze.

Zhou Lingze took his sister's hand from behind, and naturally felt her stiff movements, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Qiyin retracted his gaze and bowed his head and replied, "It's nothing." ”

Zhou Qiyin glanced at Shui Dexiang and found that she hadn't looked over, was all this just a coincidence?

"Sister, I see a lot of pastries next to me, can you take me to eat." Zhou Lingze reluctantly turned into a girl and came over, and when he saw that there were still a lot of pastries to eat, he was instantly resurrected with full blood.

Hearing this, Shui Dexiang hurriedly pulled Zhou Lingze over, "Little fat man, I'll take you to eat." ”