Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

Chapter 1131 Sorry, It's Me Who Gets The 88th Number

Peng Yunxi: "..."

Sure enough, Xiao Fengyi's goal is really Ming Shao.

After the light hit the body of the dark realm, the beautiful and elegant Xiao Fengzhen seemed to have reacted. With a host's help, she smiled and slowly walked towards the direction of the dark realm.

And Ming Yu was also in the envious eyes of everyone, holding a cup and one hand in his trouser pockets, looking at the woman who was walking towards him indifferently.

What a bad luck!

Anyone can win, how can they win?

At this moment, the underworld simply wanted to scold his mother.

Xiao Fengying stood gracefully in the same aperture as the underworld, and everything around him looked at the man who was imposing and elegant and timid if he did not exist.

"Mr. Ming, I'm really sorry, I'm going to disturb you for a while."

Xiao Fengzhen was very knowledgeable. He did not directly force Mingyu to reply, but said it in a roundabout way.

The other men were so envious of Mingyu that he wanted to fly.

In their opinion, Xiao Fengyi has done this for a girl, and Mingyu will definitely agree.

And in the eyes of others, these two people are so right.

One is Huaxia ’s most promising young entrepreneur, and the other is Huaxia ’s youngest government official. Whichever one of these two people goes out alone is a dragon and phoenix, not to mention the combination of the two.

When thinking this way, the hearts of those who have not been drawn are getting sour.

In front of Xiao Fengyi and Mingyu, they understood what is God's darling.

However, the unexpected situation appeared.

In the face of Xiao Fengyi's personal invitation, Mingyu always maintained the posture just now, without agreeing or refusing.

Seeing men as beautiful as the gods, Xiao Fengying's heart was constantly drumming.

Had it been too happy after a brief brain short circuit?

Isn't she saying something wrong just now? Hades hasn't thought back.

"Mr. Ming, I picked your number. Could you please dance with me?" Xiao Fengji, who thought Mingyu didn't hear clearly, tried to say it again, and Xiaoshou took the initiative to reach out to Mingyu. .

Other jealous people can't stand this kind of behavior of ignorance.

"Fuck, do you have a hair? Such a good opportunity, Shao Ming can't really grasp it?"

"That is, the girls have offered their hands. Does he still want to refuse? If he refuses, he will not explain it all his life."

"It's so happy that I can't make it, but after all, I am the Minister of Economy. If I were to change it, I would be too excited."

In the tumultuous conversation around, Xiao Fengxuan, with his head down and waiting for the reply from Mingyu, suddenly felt weak.

When he looked up again, the dark-colored pupils shrank obviously, his eyes were obviously puzzled, and his eyebrows looked at the boy holding his hand in front of him.

The watched Peng Xixi smiled elegantly and shook the invitation letter held in the other hand towards Xiao Fengyu and other people. "Sorry, the person who got the number 88 is me."

With a scorn of rushing across Xiao Feng's dark black pupil, it was so fast that she couldn't catch it, and then she recovered into that elegant woman again.

Hearing that, Peng Xixi smiled lazily, and the preciousness inherent to him cannot be ignored, "I don't mind."

(End of this chapter)