The voice that suddenly interjected was clear, warm, like freshly melted ice outside the window, neither lukewarm nor warm, a little politeness and distance, and just the right amount of toughness and unacceptable beak, enough to attract people's eyes to him immediately.

South Wind blurted out first: "Ciel? ”

Everyone was stunned, ...... Hill? Wait, it won't be......

Yes, the person who came was Li Nanyan.

Hurrying back from Moscow, he had no trace of fatigue on his face, and he was dressed in a snow-white suit neatly ironed, and his placket was covered with corsages that European gentlemen loved, made of silver leaf chrysanthemum and hydrangea, and the light tones matched his temperament very well.

Hearing Nanfeng shouting at him, Li Nanyan smiled at her, looked at Lu Chengyu again, and said, "Chairman Lu, I came here uninvited, and I hope you don't blame me for being presumptuous." ”

The name 'Hill', coupled with the reaction of the south wind, as well as his appearance and aura, Lu Chengyu narrowed his eyes, and he had already guessed in his heart: "Count Hill?" ”

Li Nanyan smiled and bowed.

Sure enough!

The hall was originally so embarrassed that it was silent because of Nanfeng's 'sexual harassment' words, but at this moment, it exploded because of Li Nanyan's identity.

"He's Earl Hill?!"

"Really?!"

"Why is he still in the country? I didn't hear the wind before! ”

"So young, it's a mix of Chinese and Russian, right? So there are two Chinese nobles in the Russian royal family?! ”

“……”

Those opinions surrounded the surroundings, but the three people in the center of public opinion remained indifferent, as if they were in another world, and they didn't hear what others were saying at all.

Lu Chengyu and Li Nanyan's eyes met for the first time, one was cold and deep, the other was gentle and calm, both of them were silent, but under the calm, there seemed to be something invisibly surging.

Li Nanyan suddenly stretched out his hand and took Nanfeng back from Lu Chengyu's hand, he looked down at Nanfeng's dress tonight, and said with a smile: "Cynthia, this should be a misunderstanding." ”

"The material of the dress you are wearing tonight is too thin, and you are afraid of itching, last time I just accidentally touched your waist, you were so shocked that you almost knocked over the bookcase, not to mention that physical contact is indispensable when dancing, and Chairman Lu will not deliberately touch you."

As he spoke, he tapped the tip of Nanfeng's nose with his finger: "I was watching you all the time just now, if Chairman Lu really did something to you, how could I stand by and watch?" ”

Lu Chengyu's eyes became more and more cold.

Fu Yisheng was naturally indispensable among the onlookers, and after listening to these two paragraphs, the corners of his forehead jumped irrepressibly. This Earl of Hill who suddenly appeared is not only of mysterious origin, but also looks difficult to deal with...... Judging from his three words, it is really beautiful, which not only reverses the situation, so that both parties in this farce will not be too embarrassed, but also will not make people feel that Nanfeng is making a fuss and making a fuss after believing that this is a misunderstanding.

Not to mention, his last joke that seemed to be said to Nanfeng was actually an implied warning to Lu Chengyu - if he dared to touch Nanfeng, he would never stand idly by!

not only maintained each other's face, but also warned the people who wanted to warn, and did such a trickle, you can imagine how difficult it is to deal with such a character......

Nanfeng glanced at Li Nanyan and saw the deep meaning in his eyes, she took a deep breath and didn't speak.

Lu Chengyu opened his mouth at this time: "Count Hill is here, I, the host, didn't find out in time, and I'm very sorry for the neglect." His dark eyes looked at the woman beside him, and his voice was deep, "I'm also sorry for accidentally scaring cynthiaxiǎo jiě just now." ”

Nanfeng naturally knew that the steps handed over by Nanyan at this time were good for each other, so he had to mention a smile: "I am the one who should apologize, I'm sorry, I misunderstood Chairman Lu." ”

Li Nanyan took away a broken hair on her cheek, not too intimate, but it could easily feel that the relationship between the two was not ordinary.

Nanfeng lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm tired, Ciel, I'll go over there and rest first." ”

"Okay, stop drinking."

This farce came to an end here, Fu Usheng immediately cleaned the ground, the music played again, the onlookers dispersed, some re-entered the dance floor to dance, and some gathered not far away, still paying attention to the movement over there.

Li Nanyan took a glass of red wine from the tray of waiters passing by, shook it lightly in his hand, and looked sideways with a smile: "Although Cynthia is casual, she is not a person who does not distinguish between importance and importance, Chairman Lu, next time you must be 'careful', don't scare her again." ”

Lu Chengyu also took a glass of wine, and there was a coldness on his face that had not completely faded: "Count Hill cares so much about Nanfeng, I think that Nanfeng has been taken care of by Earl Hill abroad all these years, Lu should give you a glass and express his gratitude." ”

Although he knew that he was taking care of himself to get closer to Nanfeng, but Nanfeng was still his rightful wife after all, what could Li Nanyan refute?

He just smiled and took a sip of red wine, the sweet wine liquid entered his throat, as if teaching him to think of something, and looked at Lu Chengyu: "I heard that Chairman Lu has his own red winery in France, I think I should know red wine very well, I don't know if I have heard of Russian Crimean red wine?" ”

Lu Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what his purpose was for abruptly raising this question?

Li Nanyan raised the wine glass slightly, and under the light, the transparent glass and scarlet wine seemed to be shining, and he said: "Compared with French red wine, Russian red wine is not very famous in the world, but the history of Crimean red wine can be traced back to the 4th century BC, which is 22 centuries earlier than the current French first winery, Lafite." ”

"Legend has it that when the Crimean red wine was made, the iron-winged bird, which should have flown south in the first month, landed on the roof of the winery overnight, and some people believed that the iron-winged bird was called by the Crimean red wine, because the iron-winged bird is the patron saint of Barbera grapes, the raw material of red wine, which is a blood-related calling. To this day, Russians are fond of iron-winged birds and Crimean red wine, as a reminder of the wonders of fate. ”

He put down his wine glass and looked back at Lu Chengyu: "For me, Cynthia is the iron-winged bird that broke into my world by chance, and she and I have a fate that is like blood. ”

Lu Chengyu's dark eyes were deep, and then he was darkened by two points: "The story of Earl Hill is very beautiful, but Lu knows that legends like this are often artificially exaggerated, just like something, what is false is false, and no matter how beautiful it is, it cannot become true." He steadied his voice, and finally returned to his usual calmness, "Lu has no interest, and he ruined Earl Hill's interest, I'm sorry." ”

Li Nanyan just raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, the same thing will have different opinions in the eyes of no one, I understand it very well, and I never think about it, as long as the person I care about has the same opinion as me." ”

Did he want to say that Southwind felt the same way as him?

Do you think there is any constant fate between them?

Lu Chengyu clenched the goblet, and the green tendons on his fingers were faintly floating.

Two men, one black and one white, each holding a glass of wine, stood smiling, and at first glance it seemed that they were having a good conversation, but the person concerned knew that there was a dark wave raging between them.

……

Nanfeng sat on the sofa next to him, drank a glass of ice water sent by Yu Chen, and then locked those uncontrolled emotions again, and then looked at the two men, pursed his lips, and walked over.

Li Nanyan found her for the first time, and naturally put his hand behind her waist, looking at her with concern: "Have you rested enough?" After all, today is Lu's ball, and we, as invited guests, can't be lazy and sit all the time. ”

Nanfeng has regained his usual smile: "I'm fine." ”

"Then let's go dance, it's your favorite tango."

"Okay."

Li Nanyan signaled to Lu Chengyu again, and then entered the dance floor with Nanfeng.

Nanfeng didn't glance at the man opposite the whole time, but Lu Chengyu's eyes were fixed on their departing figures, and he didn't even notice that Yu Xiao came to his side.

The tango is faster and more enthusiastic than the waltz, and it is sometimes called the 'secret dance between qing rén', because the two dancers, whether they themselves are lovers or not, have to play the role of lovers after entering the dance, the man is cold and handsome, the woman is seductive, and the two are seamlessly intertwined like vines and green walls, and the two are intimately entwined like vines and green walls.

Nanfeng's dance was originally very good, but now it is driven by Li Nanyan, retracting and releasing freely, and the dance steps are becoming more and more smooth.

They swirled in the middle of the dance floor, the skirts of the south wind flying, like swans about to spread their wings, and one of her hands was tightly held by Li Nanyan, making people feel that he was the only thread holding her.

The guests all stopped involuntarily and looked at them in admiration.

At the end of the dance, Nanfeng was bent by Li Nanyan's arms to lower her waist, and the support of her whole body was on his arms, bent into a soft arch arc. Li Nanyan leaned down to look at her, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air, which made people read the taste of affection.

Li Nanyan suddenly stretched out his hand and took off the miàn ju on Nanfeng's face......

Sheng Yuchen was around the dance floor, and after watching this dance, he remembered the dance he had with her at Aszhou Nián, and the conversation he had with her.

- You are so afraid of the cold, how can you like Moscow?

- Maybe it's because there is faith there that allows me to endure the cold.

So...... Is this man her faith?

For his sake, is she willing to endure the long winter in Moscow with no end in sight?

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