They have white skin, high noses and big eyes, and they are distinguished from the Chinese by their appearance.

The happy words posted everywhere in the mansion are obviously incompatible with this romantic Western atmosphere.

However, without waiting for Xia Ling to react.

Chen Yan had already slightly hooked his thin lips and sent an invitation to Xia Ling.

"Beautiful Miss Ren Ying, can I dance with you?"

Looking at his deep eyes with a smile on his face.

Under those deep eyes, it seems that she can only be seen alone.

There is a light waltz in my ears, and in front of me is the person I like.

Xia Ling bent his lips and gently put his hand into Chen Yan's big hand.

Her hand was wrapped in a large slender hand.

Chen Yan's hands have always been a little rough, and the tiger's mouth and thumb have left a thick layer of cocoons because they have touched too many guns.

He took her by the waist and walked with beautiful steps in the Lado waltz, in this mansion.

Although Chen Yan rarely participates in that kind of social occasion, as a young marshal, he is proficient in these Western things, but he usually doesn't use them.

The door of the mansion was closed, and this night was the big day for Chen Yan and Xia Ling, and it was a dance party for the two of them.

The man's hug, the man's rubbing in the palm of her hand.

The atmosphere of it all is so good.

Until, Chen Yan bit her ear.

"Let's go change my clothes."

Xia Ling turned around.

The people of the Xianglin Mansion are carrying trays, and there are beautiful dresses in the tray, and there is a tray next to it, which contains many styles of jewelry.

Xia Ling followed the subordinates to change it.

It is a crimson high-waisted tower skirt with a flush U-shape neckline and elegant butterfly sleeves on the shoulders.

The fair and elegant neck and delicate and small collarbones are set off by this U-shaped neckline.

The front of the Hun is a style with a tie, which fits perfectly on her upper body, highlighting her full Hun shape and slender waist.

Visually, it's very impactful.

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When Xia Ling came out of the room.

The jet-black and moist hair was soft and scattered on the shoulders.

The swan-like neck was adorned with a teardrop-shaped diamond necklace, and the lines of her collarbones were exquisite, and the retro red dress was worn on her like a flower blooming in the night......

The phoenix eyes looked at him gently, with some shyness, some smiles, charming and beautiful.

Chen Yan looked at her, the burning heat in his eyes seemed to be magma hidden under the mountain.

Through the air, Xia Ling could feel the heat of his gaze.

The gaze fell on her like substance, causing her to tremble in her body.

I don't know how to hug each other.

Chen Yan's hot hand wrapped around the woman's slender waist.

The tips of the noses touch each other and shake gently in the dance music.

The piano music changed from a Lado waltz to a soft nocturne.

Chen Yan's gaze fell inch by inch, falling on the woman's full lips.

He turned his face sideways and kissed her on the lips.

Sucking gently, as if to swallow her lips into his thin lips.

Then......

The woman was picked up by him and entered the room on the second floor.

A red brocade quilt sprinkled with flower petals and red dates.

Chen Yan rudely ripped off the quilt and pressed the woman who had been thinking about it for a long time on the bed.

He kissed her insolently and ripped off her clothes.

While he was entangled, the woman suddenly climbed up to his neck, and she kissed him, and a fragrant and soft little thing slipped into his mouth.

The fragrant tongue was entangled with him, and there was a huge tremor that made Chen Yan almost lose control.