This time,

Qin Ruiqi wants to do it himself.

He closed his eyes, not daring to reveal the stunning hatred in his eyes, for fear of being noticed by a person as sharp and sharp as a forensic doctor.

final,

Drink all the wine.

And on the other side,

A slender man had just separated from a lady, and came to the bar counter with a glass of wine. He sat lazily next to him, holding his chin and smiling at the figure beside him.

"Brother Heng." He wiped his lips and a little lipstick on his fingertips. It was touched when he was just kissing. The young master looked at the handsome and abstinent figure in front of him: "Don't you go and have fun?"

Wen Heng leaned against the bar, tall and long legs, straight and noble, but was particularly low-key, with a faint expression. He took a sip of the wine in the glass, and felt a little impatient when he lowered his eyes: "Don't go."

The young master shook his head a pity, and looked at the gentle look of the young man when he was drinking, and couldn't help but say that he could really pretend. He touched his chin, "Wen Chen, what's going on in your house?"

"Not very good." Wen Heng looked at him coldly, his fingers with distinct joints shaking the glass, and the black cufflinks were delicate and slightly cold.

"Hey, I heard about what happened last time, and it hurt Wen Chen a lot. Look at Mr. Wen's black face." The young master was excited, "I said Brother Heng, you are so amazing. I will teach me both ways another day."

"roll."

The young master was embarrassed and had a heartache.

After pausing, he said, "But I will definitely not be willing to do that in Wen Chen, as it is a disaster."

"I can't keep him." Wen Heng lowered his eyes casually, and the wine sparkled, reflecting his dark eyes. His thin lips gently stretched out the gentle curve, which was so noble.

If Wen Chen doesn't fight or rob,

Wen Heng didn't care about such a small person.

But Wen Chen wanted to fight.

It's really annoying.

The only person he doesn't like is except.

The young master gave Wen Heng a thumbs up.

Wen Heng looked calm and drank the wine in the glass slowly. The Adam's apple rolled in a sexy curve, and the movements showed a little bit of a slut, making the face blush and heartbeat.

night.

Neon lights flash, and you are intoxicated by luxury.

Zero.

The lights of the Masked Dance went out at that moment, and the bar was completely trapped in the darkness, and it was impossible to see any pictures around it.

The next second when the lights went out, the sound of the music sounded, pleasant and pleasant, flowing gently in the dance party. The colors of the music were extremely rendered and played in the heart.

This is the zero-point ceremony of the Masquerade.

Turn off the lights.

music.

In the darkness, the strange gentleman and the lady are destined to be together and dance gracefully.

Because I knew about such a ceremony in advance, no one panicked at the moment when the lights were turned off, but accepted it happily and then enjoyed it.

Such darkness is undoubtedly the best cover.

Qin Ruiqi's eyes were always locked in Ran Bai. He could hear the sound of his heartbeat almost jumping out of his chest. There was a sharp dagger hidden in his sleeves, step by step...

The figure of the forensic doctor gradually approaches in the darkness.

Getting closer.

The figure is not far away.

Qin Ruiqi's throat moved, and a dagger in his sleeve slid out, and no one noticed the flash of cold edge in the darkness.

"Dear Miss, are I lucky enough to invite you to dance?"

The clear and lazy voice suddenly fell, without any warning, and the affectionate and elegant tone seemed to be the sound of the bell in the bell tower, and the ritual music of the church.

Qin Ruiqi's movements suddenly stopped and looked at that scene.

The forensic doctor stood there, his expression was indifferent, and his blood-stained white coat was set off with an abstinent temperament, like a demon doctor walking out of hell, lowering his eyes slightly and looking at the hand that reached in front of him.

The joints are long and cold, as beautiful as bone porcelain.

A diamond ring on the tail finger reflects a lustrous and cold luster, making it look seductive for no reason.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the figure in front of her.

The young man was tall and tall, and the vampire costumes were the gorgeous and elegant mysterious colors of vampires. He was wearing a dark black cloak, with a blood-red color on the inside, which was loose and elegantly hanging behind him. He was wearing a black dress with a stand-up collar, with a burgundy luster, light gold patterns, and roses. He wore a blood-stained white shirt, unbuttoned two buttons, vaguely revealing his collarbone, and a silver brooch was pinned, reflecting a cold and confusing luster.

He stood in the darkness, his mysterious and noble temperament, and his contradictory charm.

Waltz's music flows in the darkness,

The doctor looked at the young man and after a while, he put his fingertips on the man's outstretched fingers.

"Thank you," he said.

The young man's fingers were cold, as if there was no temperature. He gently held her fingertips, and the cold temperature was instantly transmitted like ice.

The two danced along the rhythm of the music, with surprisingly consistent steps. It was clearly the first time they danced together, but they were like a partner for many years, with such a natural and elegant lingering meaning.

"Sir, it's really unexpected." The two were very close. Ran Bai looked at the murderer's appearance indifferently, his voice was low and cold, and only Weiran could hear it clearly.

Such a blood clan dress is complicated and retro, like a dark night vampire that came out of the Middle Ages. His skin is white, with a translucent cool white feeling. Against the backdrop of the clothes, it is even a bit sickly pale, but the lips are bright red, as if it is covered with rose juice, and its thin lips are soft and seductive, like the girl's favorite rouge color.

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran smiled at the girl with gentlemanly elegance, his voice was cold and romantic: "Thank you for the praise."

He held her hand and rotated it several times together.

It's not like dancing, it's more like a silent game.

Evenly matched.

Qin Ruiqi was not far away, and his face became increasingly ugly.

I don’t know if it was unintentional, but every movement and rhythm of the young man blocked his sight just right, and he couldn’t find a chance to start. Qin Ruiqi gritted his teeth and suppressed his irritable mood to look for opportunities.

"What are you doing here?" Their conversation voices were tacitly pressed down very low. No third person except the other party could hear it. Ranbai's tone was plain: "Are you participating in the dance?"

"How could it be?" The young and elegant vampire noble smiled at her gentle and treacherously, as if it was bewitching, and the tone had a unique texture when it was lowered: "I will naturally come for you."

The two of them rotated again in the rhythm, tall, half-down with their eyes. The light brown eyes were looking at Ranbai's blood-stained doctor uniform in a dim and unclear manner. It looked like a bloody depravity. His eyes became darker, like the late night with heavy fog, making people unable to see the emotions in it, but the precipitated color was deep and beautiful. Looking at him, it seemed like he was staring at the abyss.

"I've blocked you for you." Weiran's tone was affectionate and lingering, and a soft whisper like a lover, but a little weird and unreasonable gentle. His cold and slender hands, like a bone porcelain, were gently placed on the doctor's slender and thin waist. He seemed to be smiling, and his light-colored eyes seemed to be brewing for thousands of years of fine wine, which was weird and intoxicating: "How do you plan to repay me?"
Chapter completed!