Go Through My Demon Host

In the next second, Chu Yan approached where Luo Xier was.

Luo Xi'er looked at Chu Yan who was getting closer and closer to her, ecstasy flashed in her eyes, her heart was beating thumping, and she proudly thought that Chu Yan must have been overwhelmed by her charm, so she changed her attention.

She shyly stretched out her hand,

Seeing Chu Yan walking towards Luo Xi'er, the other noble daughters could only regret that they missed the opportunity to strike up a conversation with Chu Yan first.

Unfortunately, the next second.

Luo Xi'er closed her eyes, waiting for Chu Yan to pull her up.

Chu Yan passed Luo Xi'er in one step without stopping. Walk towards Ranbai.

It turned out that at the slightly offset position behind Luo Xi'er was Ran Bai.

His slender and beautiful fingers stretched out in front of Ranbai, his voice carried the unique low-pitched magnetism of a teenager, seductively tight,

"Dear Baibai, can I ask you to dance?"

Ranbai looked at the bony hand stretched out towards her, and smiled slightly.

Putting her slender hands on Chu Yan's, her pale pink lips curled slightly,

"of course can."

The smile on Luo Xi'er's face instantly became very stiff, and she stood there to walk or not.

There were murmurs of chatter and jeering all around,

"Look, I'm pretending to be emotional."

"Let me just say, how could Young Master Chu fall in love with her?"

"It's a slap in the face this time."

"That's right, fortunately Young Master Chu didn't take a fancy to her."

Luo Xi'er heard the ridicule and ridicule around her, the expression on her face was slightly gloomy,

"Young Master Chu, what do you mean? Didn't you agree to dance with me?"

Because he was in a bad mood because of the ridicule around him, his tone was a little bit sharp and aggressive.

Chu Yan blinked innocently, and clenched the slender and beautiful hands in his palms. His hands fit together perfectly, and his fingers intertwined, transmitting a trace of heat.

"When did I say I want to dance with you?"

The boy's tone was innocent and suspicious, as if he didn't know when he promised the woman in front of him.

Luo Xi'er's complexion instantly became embarrassing.

Indeed, Chu Yan never promised to dance with her from the beginning to the end.

It's all because of her self-indulgence.

The taunts around her made Luo Xi'er's face flush twice.

Not ashamed, but angry.

He stomped his feet, gave Ranbai a hard look, turned around and left.

Ranbai blinked innocently,

What are you staring at her for? Did she do nothing right?

You can get shot while lying down, it's only because Chu Yansheng is so beautiful.

Well, that's a forgivable reason.

The first dance of the banquet, of course, must be performed by the protagonist of the banquet,

The young man's thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered tender words,

"Bai Bai, please."

The lips dyed white and light pink are slightly raised, the quiet and pure eyes are as clear as the blue sea, and there is a gentle and restrained smile, and the light-colored lips are lightly parted.

The voice is extremely clean and pleasant, cool and gentle.

"Honored."

Chu Yan gently led Ranbai to the center of the dance floor, and the music waltz of the live banquet began to play.

The two danced to the sound of the waltz,

After several rounds of spinning dance steps, the moon-white skirt that was dyed white also danced lightly, forming a graceful and gorgeous arc.

Chu Yan embraced Ranbai's waist, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes focused on Ranbai.

Bai Bai at this moment is really beautiful, like a fallen angel, making him think, hide Bai Bai.

The dance of the two is gorgeous and elegant.

Whether it's beat or rotation, they are all tacitly in harmony.

Like a match made in heaven, flawless.

It amazed the eyes of countless people and confused the hearts of countless people.

At the end of the music, countless applause sounded like thunder.

Such a handsome man and quiet woman, like a natural couple.

However, this picture of a match made in heaven hurt one's eyes.

In the corner, Mo Qianchen, who was dressed in a white brocade suit, clenched his hands tightly.

The originally delicate face looked a little ferocious, and there was a strong jealousy and resentment in those beautiful eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the couple in the middle of the dance floor.