Following the order, the man hugged the unconscious Bo Jinghan and turned into a shadow. He used the darkness around him to hide himself in it, and soon disappeared from Mo Ji's sight.
Seeing Bo Jinghan being taken away, Mo Ji looked into the distance and stood there for a long time.
As the noisy discussion downstairs ushered in a new climax, he came back to his senses, reorganized his emotions, turned around and left, and walked downstairs in the direction he had just come upstairs.
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The banquet hall on the first floor——
The bright woman in a bright yellow cheongsam was like a peony in the morning sun, bright and delicate. She pushed a four-story cake tower and walked into the dark hall where she could hardly see her fingers. Slowly, slowly,
Walking towards the champagne tower that was shot through by someone earlier.
The appearance of this woman attracted almost everyone's attention.
Maybe it's because of her stunning appearance, maybe it's because of her enchanting figure, maybe it's because of her outstanding temperament, maybe it's because of the light she brings, or maybe it's because... she appeared too suddenly!
But her appearance undoubtedly pushed the banquet to a climax!
"Eh? Cake tower? Whose birthday is it today?"
"Oh God, I don't want to know whose birthday it is today. I just want to know whether the sound just now was a gunshot or a little surprise tonight..."
The woman who was furthest away from the light and shadow shrunk her neck, saw the approaching woman, heard the question from the woman next to her, and looked at the male companion next to her, whose eyes were almost staring straight, and couldn't help but feel angry.
He pouted and turned his gaze to the brightly colored woman again with a bit of resentment.
It seemed that there was an indescribable sour smell spreading in the air.
The aroma of wine almost overwhelmed the room!
"Hey, you! Look at your little potential. Aren't you just a gold-rimmed guy who comes out to show off and make you sad? You're not afraid of losing your identity!"
Seeing the woman's little thoughts, the feminine woman who was on good terms with her, and had been raising her chin proudly, glanced at the man in the center of the field, who almost pulled out the eyeballs of all the men.
The beauties all squinted their eyes with disdain and sneered coldly.
He stretched out his hand to pull back the woman whose head was about to burst into acid water, and subconsciously pressed the back of her hand to steady her mind and prevent her from getting confused.
But that woman was born with a sour temper. Even if someone reminded her like this, she still couldn't get angry and pinched her male partner's hand hard to call his attention back, which made her feel a little relieved.
some.
But before the jealousy in this room subsided, a commotion broke out from the crowd in that room.
One after another, the scene that was originally thought to be a climax has once again reached another commanding height——
"Ah, look! That cake...that cake has the word 'Dian' on it!"
The person who screamed was a man.
He has yellow skin, black hair, dark brown eyes, and softer facial lines, typical of an Asian. Above, he was shouting in a panic. In his eagerness, his brain circuits simply couldn't handle turning, so he used penetration.
The local accent in my heart.
Many Chinese people present obviously understood what he meant. They were all shocked and looked up at the cake tower.
If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to notice it. But if you look carefully, don't tell me, the pen standing upright under the candlelight is just the word "Dian".
