Witch's Blood Game

The classical wall clock on the wall, half a head taller than the moon, struck seven times slowly.

Ming has already changed into a dark blue suit, the color of which is dark blue which symbolizes the highest power.However, Yue felt that his attire made the birthday party look like a government press conference.

"Can you change into a suit? For example, this beige one." Yue couldn't help but suggest.

Ming indifferently looked at the girl who looked like a fairy in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and decided to change from the dark blue suit to a beige one.

The costumers standing aside stared straight at their eyes, and couldn't believe what they saw——

The young master actually changed his decision because of this young lady's words. This is definitely something that will never happen 300 years in the future or 300 years in the future!Even the master and madam couldn't do anything about him!

However, Ming didn't realize the abnormality of his behavior, and only felt that he would be happier if he accepted Yue's proposal.

When he came out of the dressing room, his whole body changed color from inside to outside, becoming more sunny and innocent.

"You remind me of a big banana..." Yue's mouth was half hooked, "It's not what it looks like."

Ming glanced at her blankly, "You'd better be honest tonight, don't say what you shouldn't say, and be careful to ask for trouble."

Yue stuck out her tongue playfully, isn't it just a banquet, is it necessary to get so nervous, won't let me leave your side for a while, won't let me talk for a while, cut!

"Where is Second Miss?"

"Go back to the young master, the second lady's car will arrive in about ten minutes."

Nodding clearly, this ghost girl, if she is not late, she is definitely not her!

"Let her go directly to the hall." After Ming said, he took Yue's hand on his own initiative, "Let's go there too."

Feeling the temperature coming from his hand, Yue's face turned slightly red.

She has always disliked boys touching her casually, but why now this "dislike" seems to have become "unaccustomed"?

"Hey, let me go, follow you, I won't get lost." Yue muttered.

But Ming didn't obey her intention, on the contrary, the strength of the handshake became more domineering.

"Call me Ming." Ming's bangs covered his eyes, which really gave people the smell of death, domineering and irresistible.

"...Ming..." Yue called out this word hesitantly because of his deterrent force.

"Little wild cat, what's your name." It was clearly a question, but it seemed like an order.

"Moon... Zhishui Xuanyue."

The hand was squeezed even tighter...

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