With a familiar breath and those blue eyes, Yun'er turned around and fell into the blue ocean.
"you...."
"We meet again, little beauty!" Riche, wearing a white European-style tuxedo and holding champagne, slowly walked towards her.
The elegance was seductive, and Yun'er felt dizzy for a moment. Her fingers were bent stiffly on the cold bar. As his sultry breath got closer and closer, her body tensed and she stepped back, her head filled with confusion.
His name jumped out quickly, "riche?"
"Hmph!" Riche's thin lips were slightly opened, a smile on his handsome face, and he touched her lips with his finger, "But I allow you to call me by my name, Erqi!"
"You said it last time!" Yun'er found it difficult to connect the image of that popular lover with the current elegant man. To her, Riche was like a mystery, which gave her quite a surprise.
"Well, the feeling you give me... is very beautiful..." Shang Erqi's charming mask has a poppy-like heart. His fingers caressed Yun'er's chin. The delicate touch of the touch made him linger.
He reminded Yun'er obliviously.
"Please be more respectful!" Yun'er rudely slapped his big palm away and clenched her fist angrily, "Don't think that you are really a millionaire, not all women will like you!"
What kind of person is he always touching her? This guy looks very annoying. The feeling he gave her before must be an illusion, an illusion!
"I don't care about other women, but you must like me!" The curve of Shang Erqi's mouth became wider and wider. Today, the old man finally did something right. He found the heroine of the dinner.
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"Crazy!" Yun'er couldn't figure out what these men were thinking. Why did she meet so many serious men recently? Oh, she had a headache!
Lifting her feet, preparing to ignore him and walk back, Xu Xinlan ran towards the exit hurriedly, "Yun'er, Yun'er, Senior Lan Hao is here, come in quickly!"
He glanced behind Yun'er inadvertently, and the next moment, his eyes widened, "ri... riche?"
Turning around gracefully, showing her idol style in every gesture, Xu Xinlan looked at Shang Erqi who was passing by her, and involuntarily pinched Yun'er beside her, "Am I right? It's Riche, right?"
"Oh, my god, I'm really going crazy!" Yun'er painfully slapped Xu Xinlan's little hand away, smelling the faint masculine scent in the air, followed Shang Erqi and re-entered the hall.
As gentle music played, there was a sudden commotion at the door. Yun'er followed everyone's gaze and her pretty face suddenly turned red.
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
Ou Chengyun and his little lover?
Oh, she really wants to find a hole to crawl into now!
Yun'er covered her face with her hands and was about to find a secluded place to hide when she saw a handsome figure in a black suit who looked like an ancient Greek god walking towards her, holding a white noble dress at her elbow.
Jenny captured everyone's attention at once. He automatically gave way to a path in the middle, as if he were a high and mighty king, exuding an aura of nobility.
Yun'er listened to her own heartbeat beating faster than one. She wanted to walk away but couldn't take a step forward. When Ou Chengyun stood in front of her and stopped, she held her breath.
However, in just a few seconds, the tall body hugged the woman beside him and slowly walked onto the dance floor. Those two figures almost burned Yun'er's eyes.