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    He was wearing the same black suit as Qiu Qi, but his body was much taller than Qiu Qi. Xia Wan was determined by the chaotic memory in his mind. This is Huo Lin in Qiu Qi's mouth.

    Huo Lin, Qiu Qi ...

    These two names are no strangers.

    Because this is exactly the name of the protagonist in the dog blood Yanmei novel he had just seen before going to bed.

    And this scene is the first small climax of the first half of the novel. The protagonist was hit by Qiu Qi and came to the small cannon fodder at the engagement banquet.

    ——The unfortunately, that small cannon fodder is exactly the same as Xia Wan.

    The cold alcohol is turned cold after the body temperature is hot, as if it was several times colder than when it was just dripped.

    Xia Wan had to face reality and worn his own books.

    Wearing it into a sophomore student who was in the same name as the same name as the same name.

    The original owner appeared very little in the book. In addition to the end of the engagement banquet, the protagonist was beaten, and the subsequent appearances were entangled with the protagonist's attack.

    It is a tool person who exists without Jin Jian, who has highlights the protagonist and has no charm.

    "You are the young master of the Qiu family, what is he? He is not worthy of dirty your hand." Huo Lin's warm voice came from his ear, and he said that he was calmly blocked between Xia Qiu.

    In his opinion, this is his biggest care for Xia Wan.

    "Really?" Qiu Qi laughed, "He grows like this, are you willing to break with him?"

    "Am I so superficial?" Huo Lin laughed, his voice was soft, "And I just met for a month, there was no love."

    Perhaps the other party's words were pleasing Qiu Qi, a pleasant laugh from the opposite side, and the sound of Qiu Qi's friends was mixed.

    In a noisy sound, Xia Wan couldn't help raising his wet eyes and glanced forward.

    There was a pair of ancient paintings in front of him, the landscape, and the willow branches new.

    Everyone knows that this is a engagement gift from Qiu Qi to Huo Lin, which is said to be valuable.

    "Do you know why you are not worthy of?" It seemed to notice his eyes. Qiu Qi smiled coldly, ridiculed and showed off his eyes to the painting, "This is something you can't afford in your life."

    A glamorous laughter sounded again in the hall, especially the friends brought by Qiu Qi, even fighting for him.

    Xia Wan hooked the corner of his mouth very lightly, and his eyebrows raised slightly, let alone, he really knew this painting.

    And he was also very sure that this picture brought by Qiu Qi was just a highly emitted pupae.

    Although he was not in good health before he came, he was no worse than anyone present, and he was naturally less than them.

    Especially at this moment, the memory fragments in his mind also let him know that the original owner did not come here for noisy, but was designed.

    As a result, he suffered such unbearable humiliation ...

    Xia Wan unconsciously twisted his fingertips-today he will completely break the damn gadget spell on the original owner!

    The door of the banquet hall was not closed, and the noisy sound overflowed from the gap of the slightly openness like a water wave, as if there was nothing.

    "What's the matter in it? So lively?" Shen Yan stood at the door and looked at the waiter next to him with a smile.

    "Shen Shao," the emperor is the industry of the Shen family.

    "Young Master Huo?" Shen Yan smiled slightly mockingly, then turned his head slightly to Huo Yu next to him, "What kind of Young Master Huo is he? Remember, this is the real Young Master Huo."

    The waiter was slightly surprised. He had been in the imperial capital for more than two years, and Huo Shao was the only one in the hall. Where did he come from?

    He couldn't help being curious, and quietly raised his eyes to look, but the moment those eyes touched Huo Yu, they couldn't help but freeze slightly.

    This Huo Shao looks really good.

    In the past two years of working in the Imperial Capital, although he has not read countless people, he has seen most of them, from young masters and young ladies to popular celebrities. Even so, the Huo Shao in front of him still made him amazed. a bit.

    The opponent's figure is slender and tall, and looks much taller than Shen Yan of 186. A light-colored windbreaker is simply draped over his body, and his gestures seem to be casual and natural, but he can't tell. of aura and alienation.

    You Qi's eyes were only slightly raised, forcing him to lower his head.

    "Young Master Huo." The waiter even lowered his voice.

    When he raised his eyes again, that Shao Huo had followed Shen Yan into the hall.

    When Xia Wan rubbed his fingertips slightly, the noise in the hall became much less. Qiu Qi's face was blushing because of the noise, and he hugged Huo Lin tightly like a bird, so loving?

    He smiled, feeling that the time had come, but before he could speak, a laughing male voice came from the door: "I just listened to it outside, let's open our eyes to what valuable things are."

    As soon as this voice sounded, everyone in the hall couldn't help but get up one after another, and a momentary chat was made: "Shen Shao, Shen Shao."

    Shen Yan walked over from the shadows with a smile, his eyes swept across the painting lightly, and then turned his head to look behind him with a half-smiling smile: "Come and open your eyes?"

    "Well." A very light voice, low, magnetic, with a little coldness.

    With this answer, the owner of the voice also entered the line of sight of everyone, and the flashing lights on the dance floor came from time to time, and the light and shadow flashed from the extremely handsome face.

    That face is very three-dimensional, like an oil painting with excellent texture under the changes of light and shadow, especially those eyes, which remind Xia Wan of the most exquisite portraits written by his mother, or the grandfather on his eighteenth birthday. The precious gem that he gave him.

    It is an existence that can be described not only by the word "beauty". The slightly hooked eyes and the slender and upward eye tails reflect the deep black pupils so deeply, like a bottomless vortex, only one glance can Involve people.

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