Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

On such a banquet, there was a smile on his lips, and an incomparably gorgeous light flowed in his faint eyes.

Lowering his eyes, his tone was calm: "It's me."

Only two words.

These two words, which are no longer normal, made the man's palms break out in cold sweat, and the chill all over his body became heavier and heavier.

"Prince... What are your orders?" [

As soon as his words fell, the whole person was suddenly kicked out of his heart, and fell to his knees.

"Prince, is that what you can call him?"

He snorted lightly, scaring the man so much that he curled up on the ground and dared not say anything.

At the banquet, someone finally noticed the **** here, and stretched out their heads one after another, looking over.

Jin Yu stood there in a daze, looking at the man in front of him who was more beautiful than a woman, tilted his head, thought for a while, and then suddenly jumped in front of him.

"I know you, your name is Fickle, don't you?"

Her voice is crisp and sweet.

Called the fickle name.

Everyone present widened their eyes, looking at this newcomer in the entertainment industry, and unconsciously sweating for her.

However, everyone was disappointed.

Baoqing actually smiled slightly, stretched out her hand very gently, explored her clothes, looked at Jin Yu's eyes, with a deep smile, and nodded: "Miss Seventh of the Jin family, I also remember you .”

Everyone's eyes widened.

The prince is not angry?

What is the origin of that woman?

"It's really great, I finally met someone I know." Jin Yu pulled out a bright smile, and shouted thank God loudly from the bottom of his heart.

My sister has gone abroad, my father and brother are also very busy, and my mother visits work all day long, so no one can take care of her.

So, now that she finally saw someone other than her family, she had an impression of her, she immediately bent her lips and smiled.

Fang still walked over, she stretched out her hand naturally, encircled the flinty arm, and asked in a slightly low voice: "Prince, do you know him?"

"Hmm." Bo Qing calmly withdrew his arm from Fang Yiran's hand. [