Until a slender and graceful figure appeared out of the corner of my eyes.

Chuchu's pink cherry lips, which were applied with lip gloss, slowly curled up.

Chu Qing is here.

The fifth anniversary of the game player meeting for Zui Meng Jianghu, it is impossible for the game company to not invite a blue shirt folding fan.

With the relationship between peerless Fenghua and the blue shirt and folding fan, maybe the two had already agreed in private to meet at the meeting.

Chu Chu pushed Cheng Zhou, who was talking to an old friend in the game, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Brother Cheng Zhou, Sister Chu Qing is here, I'll go over."

Cheng Zhou looked in the direction Chu Chu pointed, and saw a girl in an elegant evening dress with long black hair tied up, and only two curly hairs with ink on her temples fell on her temples.

Unlike Chuchu, playful and cute, every move is filled with the beauty of luxurious temperament.

In the past, he had too naive personality and psychology to appreciate Chu Qing's beauty, and he prefers lively and innocent Chu Chu.

But now...

Cheng Zhou withdrew his gaze, looked at Chuchu beside him, and said, "Go."

He should not stay yesterday. He and Chuchu are already engaged, so he should take on the responsibility of a fiancé and her future husband.

"Brother Cheng Zhou, I'll go over and say hello to my sister first and come back soon." Chuchu obediently let go of Cheng Zhou's arm, held the hem of the evening dress, and walked to the side.

She held a white cell phone in her palm, and a reply was quietly lying inside.

From Xiezhe.

Xie Zhe said that he will be there tonight.

She said that no man would care that his girlfriend was on two boats, and it was obvious that Xie Zhe was here to catch the adulterer.

Chuchu put away her cell phone and raised her hand from the tray raised by the young waiter in a white shirt, black vest and red bow tie, and brought a glass of light golden champagne.

The slender high heels slammed on the marble floor and walked towards Fenghua step by step.

Two girls with 90% similar appearances appeared in front of everyone at the same time, which inevitably attracted attention.

"Hey, who is this?"

"How come there are two beautiful men?"

"It should be twin sisters. One of them is Yiren Chuchu, but I don't know who the other one is."

“…”

"Sister." Chuchu approached, raised the champagne with her slender hands, and took a sip to her pink cherry lips. "What about the master of folding fans in the blue shirt? Why, hasn't he come yet?"

Fenghua casually shook the red wine glass in her hand, lowered her eyes and said in an unknown way: "Don't worry, don't worry, you will see him soon."

Chuchu pretended to be surprised, "Have you ever met? The master of the blue shirt and folding fan must be as handsome as he imagined."

Even though he said this, there was no shortage of sarcasm in his tone.

Because in Chuchu's imagination, the blue shirt and folding fan are a dead otaku with irreconcilable appearance.

How handsome can you be?

The handsome here is completely antonym.

"You have known each other even before." Feng Hua was not annoyed when he heard this. He glanced at him with beautiful eyes. The unidentified brilliance in his eyes made Chuchu feel like a... jumping clown.

Chuchu was inexplicably ashamed and annoyed, so she ignored Fenghua's words.

until--

The boy in a pure black formal outfit and graceful and slender figure walked in along the red carpet at the door.
Chapter completed!