The radian of lips is evil and enchanting.


    Close at hand, the atmosphere of ambiguity is gradually approaching


    For the first time, she saw a different side of Guanmo. Such Guanmo is strange to her and unfamiliar to her.


    Dark black fundus, flashing a trace of red, strange red silk.


    Leaning to a suitable place, Guanmo stops and looks at Yunxuan. The smile at the corner of his mouth deepens and asks jokingly, "is Xiaoqi confessing to me?"


    Yunxuan came back, heard Guanmo''s words, and gnashed his teeth in anger. He knew that he would take the opportunity to make fun of her. He stretched out his hand and pushed his handsome face away. He said angrily, "can''t you be more serious?"


    Guanmo looks at Yunxuan innocently and asks: "how can confession be improper? Well, Xiao Qi told me, "what is serious?"


    Yun Xuan rolled his eyes, swept away his doubts and said solemnly: "I''m asking you, why can''t I break through lingzun? Can''t break through the threshold of the spirit stage? "


    "This one?" Guanmo felt his chin and thought seriously. He said, "it should be lack of stimulation."


    "Exciting?"


    "Why don''t I lose a little and make out with you to stimulate you?" Tube Mo a pair of aggrieved tone, smile on the face but betrayed him.


    "Yun Xuan said nothing.


    "I mean it." Guanmo looked like a gentleman, "this may soon break through the threshold of the spirit level."


    "Not serious." Yun Xuan despises Guan Mo, but he thinks in his heart, when to find some stimulation? Maybe we can really break through the threshold of the spirit level.


    On the top floor of xianggela Hotel, the grand banquet hall is decorated in a high-profile but not vulgar way. The intoxicating aroma of wine wafts everywhere, setting off the clear blue sky. The whole banquet hall is full of laughter.


    A lot of noble gold stood beside the fountain, competing with each other and flattering each other. A group of noble young people stood on the other side, holding high glasses, with false smiles on their faces and chatting. What they talked about was nothing but romantic and funny things.


    A beautiful girl stands among the girls. Her beautiful red dress sets off her beautiful figure. Her facial features are beautiful. She has a pair of peach blossom eyes like a fox. When she squints at random, she immediately catches people''s heart and soul.


    Looking around those girls flattering praise and deliberate empty hold, let the girl''s vanity suddenly expanded, look a little proud.


    "Miss Haitang, my name is Bai Shaoming. I wonder if I have the honor to have a drink with Miss Haitang?" A handsome young man came to begonia with a cup of blood red Buka wine in his hand, and his eyes did not hide his admiration and amazement for Begonia.


    Begonia took a look at Bai Shaoming and looked more and more proud. He raised the glass in his hand, touched it with Bai Shaoming''s glass and sipped it gently.


    See Begonia did not refuse Bai Shaoming, many noble youth quickly picked up their glasses, came to Begonia''s side.


    Begonia one by one in return, the corner of the mouth raised a proud smile, sure enough, no man can resist her beauty.


    All the noble youths around expressed their admiration for Begonia. They hoped to fight for an opportunity to have a closer contact with her. For a moment, Begonia was surrounded by many handsome men and beautiful women, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding guests.


    "Isn''t that Miss Haitang of the HAIs?"


    "It''s so beautiful!"


    "It''s really worthy of being the first beauty of the Hai family!"


    Hearing these people''s discussion, Begonia''s vanity is more satisfied.


    In fact, after Yunxuan became famous in the first World War of hunting ground, Begonia hated her even more. So this banquet, she would dress up so carefully, not only to show her style at the banquet, but also to win back all the glory belonging to Yunxuan.


    Since the first World War in the hunting ground, Zhan Yunxuan has become the word of the street. Her light not only covers Jing xunger, Bao YingYing and herself, but also covers the light of the recently famous "Seven Nights".


    On the other side of the banquet hall, close to the exit, the crowd is not as busy as that of Begonia.


    A young girl was standing at the door of the banquet hall, wearing a pure white off shoulder skirt. The material of the skirt was as white as transparent. The sunlight covered the skirt, slightly reflecting, but not revealing.


    A head of seaweed like ink hair spread over her shoulder, the girl''s eyes as indifferent as the sea, scarlet lips slightly curved a radian, eyebrows hanging a shining crystal, dazzling.


    With delicate facial features, indifferent expression and elegant posture, the girl is as beautiful as the princess in a foreign legend, holy and proud.


    The girl stood there alone, standing quietly. No matter what eyes anyone cast at her, she could not shake her calm heart.


    "Which daughter is that?"


    "I haven''t seen it. Is it my first time here?"


    "I''ve never seen such a beautiful girl."


    Intermittently, the sound of discussion spread word by word into the girl''s ears, but the girl seemed not to hear it and stood quietly.


    Hearing these discussions, Begonia involuntarily frowned, seemingly inadvertently glance, in fact is looking for people''s mouth of the girl, the door of the white immediately attracted her eyes, see the girl''s face, beautiful features can not help but some twist: "is she?"


    Hearing the sound of crabapple gnashing his teeth, the noble youth and noble gold around him couldn''t help but wonder. They quickly looked up and followed the eyes of crabapple. When they saw it, they suddenly became dull.


    Good, beautiful girl!


    Of course, her appearance is unparalleled in the world, but the cold and proud temperament on her body and the indifferent expression on her face are more attractive and deeply unable to extricate herself.


    Such girls, even if they don''t speak, are undoubtedly the focus of the audience.


    Some aristocratic daughters can''t help but gloat when they see the girl''s face and the twisted face of the Begonia. They can''t help but look at her as if she is superior and self righteous. Now that such a beautiful girl has come, isn''t she angry?