Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

Xia Bing pursed her lips, and accepted it with peace of mind: "The prince is indeed a high-profile person worthy of his reputation."

Fickle but silent, her smile is bright and moving, like summer flowers, brilliant and dazzling.

He got up slowly, stretched out his hand, and smiled, "Xia Bing, let's dance together? Qiao Mu is here."

Xia Bing naturally understands the meaning of fickleness.

Immediately stood up gracefully, and put his hand into the fickle palm. [

Let this youthful man lead him, step by step, onto the dance floor.

On the dance floor, a lot of people.

A melodious tune was played, and once Boqing entered the dance floor, everyone must be inferior.

The man's every move, every movement, standard, just right, set off waves of sexy and beautiful wind.

His dance steps are gorgeous, obviously no different from those of ordinary people, but it has a lazy and erotic flavor.

Jin Yu accidentally saw Boqing dancing. The man lowered his head slightly, his hair covered his eyes, so he couldn't see his eyes, but from his demeanor, there was a touch of tenderness.

He also lowered his head slightly, and moved closer to Xia Bing's cheek, as if kissing.

Jin Yu secretly saw such a scene, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he quickly jumped away his eyes.

However, in her brain, it was clearly engraved, the act of treating Xia Bing so affectionately.

In the brain, the words floated up and down at 08:30 tomorrow night, the top floor of the palace, I will wait for you.

The tone of that sentence was also so soft and tender, just like the way he looked at her.

Just as she was thinking wildly like this, suddenly, Qiao Mu took her fingertips, spun around, and let go.

The next second, her fingertips were held by another person.

Then, her body was firmly brought into another person's embrace.

In an instant, she exchanged dance partners with someone else.

Jin Yu blushed immediately, smelling the pleasant scent of jasmine, raised his head slightly, and glanced at that gorgeous and fatal face like a thief.

[End of today, continue tomorrow. I have something to go out during the day. I stayed up late last night to write until [-] o’clock, and rushed to update chapter [-]. Then everyone was not active, neither voted nor left a message. I lost fifty or sixty thousand before~~~~ Hey, it’s so sad~~~~~]