"Little fool." Having already come out of the haunted house, Nangong Minye carried Lan Huanmeng to the dressing room, and then helped her change into a set of clothes.
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"Well..." Lan Huanmeng slowly opened her eyes, and then blocked the piercing yellow light with her hands.
"Let's go...it's time to go to the dance." Nangong Mingye looked at the watch on his hand, and then took Lan Huanmeng there.
The night filled the entire sky, and the pale moon was covered with a layer of white gauze and vague white frost. The starry sky was full of stars. The center point of St. Grant's Academy, which was the dance venue, almost everyone was there.
, looking at the food inside the gorgeous door, Lan Huanmeng's eyes shone. In the center of the door, you can see something like a fountain made of 99 cups.
Nangong Minye pulled Lan Huanmeng in, and the two of them became the focus of the dance scene, while Lan Huanmeng lowered her head. She didn't want to be instantly killed by the sweet and bitter social atmosphere.
Nangong Minye also noticed something was wrong with Lan Huanmeng, and then loudly said to the staff: "The game can begin." Although he said it to the staff, it seemed that he was saying it to the public.
Immediately, the staff took out more than n bottles of wine, and then poured it into the tower made of 99 wine glasses. The crowd also went to do their own things, not daring to look at Nangong Mingye.
and Lan Huanmeng.
But someone came up to him elegantly and held up the hem of his skirt. "Mr. Nangong, this is so rare. I thought you wouldn't come today." The corners of Mi Lanlan's mouth were curved very wide, and her eyes were narrowed into a straight line.
.She held the wine glass elegantly, which contained a coquettish blue cocktail.