Mo Hen sat in a dressing room in the school and sighed helplessly. Looking at the dazzling clothes in front of him, he felt powerless.
She originally had no good feelings for these dances and planned to escape from the job, but she was caught by Ciel who had just left the house and was brought here. After arriving at school, they said that they could not let each other know their identities, so everyone
Everyone was assigned to different dressing rooms.
Mo Hen looked at the time, stood up, and picked a dark-colored long-sleeved dress. The skirt had no pattern at all, but the design was good. The long floor-length skirt gave Mo Hen a more slender feeling, and the silk
The material is made of fluffy princess sleeves on the shoulders, shallow V-neck, and bell cuffs.
She put on a pair of black flat shoes that resembled dance shoes. They were tied up with long ribbons and intertwined with each other to reach above her calves and below her knees. They looked like retro dance shoes from ancient Greece.
A string of not very dazzling necklaces hung around his neck, a silver chain with a silver skull in the middle. Finally, he picked up another silver necklace, only showing his right eye, while the left eye was covered with carved blue roses and embedded in it.
An exquisite mask with gold rim patterns and a few black feathers on the temples.
There is a small crown with feathers on her long dark hair.
Dignity, sexiness and majesty are all integrated into one body. There is no stunning feeling, it is very plain, but it is fatal beauty.
In this way, no one can recognize her.
After changing clothes, Mo Hen started walking towards the dance venue.
The splendid door was open. Mo Hen put the invitation letter in his hand into the hands of the students outside the door and walked in.
Beautiful music, exquisite food, perfect etiquette and self-cultivation. Everyone danced on the dance floor with elegant steps.
This is another scene I have seen countless times.
Mo Hen didn't even look at the people on the dance floor. He picked up a cocktail brought to him by the waiter and stood alone in a deserted corner. His dark eyes looked at everyone indifferently, as if he could understand everything.
"This beautiful young lady, would you like me to dance with you?" A few dozen minutes later, a boy wearing a dark blue suit vest and dark blue British shorts came over, wearing a mask, and followed
The ink mark also shows only one eye, which is only a few centimeters higher than the ink mark.
Mo Hen smiled indifferently, with a hint of understanding, but the man didn't seem to notice, and just smiled distantly.
Count Charles, it seems that your butler's makeup skills need to be improved.
Mo Hen put his hand on Ciel's hand. The moment their hands touched and held Mo Hen's hand, Ciel suddenly raised his head in shock and looked at the girl in front of him seriously.
Mo Hen still smiled indifferently, exactly as usual.
Charles finally laughed out loud and stretched out his hand again: "I'm so rude, beautiful lady. This time, please allow me to sincerely invite you to dance with me."
Mo Hen also put his hand on his palm again. "It's an honor."
They didn't reach the end, and started dancing directly in the corner. When the song ended, the man seemed to be still unfinished.
"It seems that Sebastian's makeup skills really need to be improved. You can recognize him at a glance." Charles joked with a smile.
"Maybe. Don't you recognize me too?" Mo Hen smiled faintly.
"Not really. If you didn't give me your hand, I think I would never recognize it." Charles shrugged helplessly.
"Okay, ma'am, I wish you a pleasant evening." After saying this, Charles walked to the dance floor again.
After finishing a cocktail, the dance party has come to an end.