When the music started playing again and the lights dimmed, Zhixing sighed helplessly, "Do you have to be so high-profile?"
"Since you can't keep a low profile, then show it to them with a high profile. Otherwise, some people will be disappointed." Yan Shengjie said lazily, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the arc perfect, and his cold and charming handsome face was covered with a layer of blur and allure.
of luster.
Looking at him like this from a distance, Ji'er was stunned. She never thought that such a simple and satisfied look would actually appear on his face...
Master Jie has always been so arrogant and surly, but Zhi Xing felt relieved and simply leaned against him gently, murmuring, "Jie, am I getting old?"
After all, five years is a long time. For a woman, time is like a butcher's knife.
Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes lazily, "There are so many wrinkles, how can you see them?"
"You -" Zhi Xing opened his eyes in anger and puffed out his cheeks. He raised one corner of his lips and reached out to pinch her bulging cheeks. The force was not strong, but it hurt her a little.
"It's going to hurt!"
"Hello,"
"what?"
He glanced at her casually, "Have you ever heard that beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"
Her pretty face suddenly bloomed, Zhi Xing lowered his head, pursed his lips sweetly, his face was slightly red, and he asked playfully, "Then I am Xi Shi?"
Yan Shengjie couldn't help laughing, and actually laughed out loud, which made several couples on the dance floor widen their eyes curiously. They didn't know what these two people were talking about, which could make the prince laugh so happily!
Quietly, they all approached this way.
He couldn't remember how long it had been. It seemed that since he woke up and regained all his previous memories, he had never been so happy.
As expected of the cat he loved to the core.
Qing leaned against the wall, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking at the center of the dance floor. Seeing the two people acting unscrupulously, he really began to admire that man.
He knew clearly what they wanted to do; he knew clearly that they were using that woman as bait. After covering it up once, he no longer put in the effort and instead achieved the truth openly.
It seems that the result is developing towards the result they expected, but he understands that Yan Shengjie is not that easy to deal with! If he dares to declare his feelings for Tao Zhixing in public today, he will definitely not be afraid of them taking advantage of him!
Qing's eyebrows were slightly raised.
After all, what other cards does that guy have that he hasn’t revealed yet?
At this time, Kule came over, stared at the other side, and slowly said, "Qing, I think we should be ready to sign the contract after the dance."
He raised his head respectfully, "Yes, Commander!"
"You know what to do." Culler was very satisfied with the result and turned around to find Congressman Mike again.
Qing cast his gaze there again, and the crease between his eyebrows began to deepen.
After three dances in a row, Yan Shengjie let go of Zhi Xing, but it was still at her strong request.
Under the dim light, she glanced at Qing, who was always staring at this place. He whispered in her ear, "Tell him that next time, he won't suffer disaster just by touching you."
Zhi Xing was startled, then suddenly realized, "You pricked his hand because..."
Yan Shengjie smiled and put his fingertips on her lips, blocking her words. He turned around, stared at the fingers that left the lingering traces of her lips, and gently covered his lips...
When he walked to Ji Er, facing her sad and accusing eyes, he picked up a glass of champagne and took a sip as if nothing had happened.
"Z, I am your princess." From the corner, her painful voice penetrated his eardrums.
Yan Shengjie's half-closed eyes fell lightly on her, "I know."
Two crystal tears slowly fell down Ji Er's beautiful face, "I have been waiting for you for twelve years! Isn't it better than her five years? In order to keep my innocence, I have used every method!
I pretended to be crazy, I pretended to be sick, I... did not hesitate to make myself dirty and smelly... I finally wanted you back, is all you gave me such cruel injuries one after another?"
Yan Shengjie put down the cup, walked up to her, stretched out his hand, lifted her chin, and patiently wiped away the tears on her face with a handkerchief. To outsiders, it seemed like he was giving gentle comfort. But there was determination in his eyes.
, but Ji Er saw it clearly.
"I can let anyone down, but I can't make her sad, even if everyone in the world hates me."
He spoke in an understatement, and even had a faint smile on his lips.
The movements of his hands stopped and he looked at her eyes that were red from crying. He said calmly, "I feel really sad. You can leave."
Ji'er opened her empty eyes, almost thinking she heard wrongly, "Z, do you know what you are talking about? Are you trying to drive me away?"
Yan Shengjie straightened up, his eyes calm but full of mist, "After I finish what I should do, there will be no more Prince Lannon in this world."
Ji Er stood up and grabbed his shirt excitedly, perhaps because she was afraid that others would be suspicious, or because her good upbringing did not allow her to do this.
After several attempts to regain her composure, she slowly let go of her hand, lowered her head, and said word for word, "As long as I am here, you can play the role of a prince well." She took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to raise her head, and went up.
She took a step forward and stared at him, "Z, let's do the things in front of us first." She smiled, her tear-filled eyes were so strong that it made people feel distressed, "At least, please do what a prince should do to his princess.
You should fulfill your responsibilities."
Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes and turned around, looking for the direction of Zhixing. By chance, she turned around when his gaze came towards her...
Zhixing told himself that he had his own things to do. If he didn't talk about it for the time being, she wouldn't ask, including the princess in his name.
Suddenly a handkerchief appeared in front of me, white, with a plum blossom embroidered on it.
Zhixing was stunned for a moment and raised his head.
As if to explain this behavior, and to ease her emotions, Qing said slowly, "Although the embroidery from Suzhou and Hangzhou in China is very expensive, I can lend it to you."
Taking it silently, Zhixing tilted his head and looked at him, his bright eyes making Qing a little irritable, "What for? Are you moved?"
"Young Master Qing, are you a bad person?"
He frowned and sneered, "Miss, your view of right and wrong is really simple. Why, didn't he teach you that the more bad people are, the more they behave like good people?"
Zhixing lowered his eyes and shook his head, "I would rather believe in my own feelings."
She picked up his handkerchief, wiped her nose vigorously, and then stuffed it directly into his arms, "Thank you."