The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 51 The Noble Ball (9)

When she appeared in the eyes of everyone again, the audience was in an uproar.

All the women showed naked eyes of envy and jealousy, and Cai Ling who had been following Wen Qiyang was so jealous that she was about to burst into flames.

All the men stared in amazement, and some even forgot to move and raised their hands in the air stiffly.

"This girl is so beautiful." Zhu Pei's eyes were full of admiration, and he was amazed.

"Yes, it's really beautiful." Han Haibo also smiled, with a strange light in his eyes.

Zhu Pei poked his friend's shoulder and joked, "You are a master hunter, you won't fall in love with him, will you?"

Han Haibo rolled his eyes, this brother is good at everything, but the brain is a bit too simple, similar to a single-celled organism.

"I don't have time to meddle in here. Didn't you see that it's all a mess. You think I'll be hit by Yang and Han!" He leaned close to Zhu Pei's ear and whispered, his eyes flicking from time to time Wen Qiyang and Yan Jinhan.

Zhu Pei sighed softly.

In all fairness, he doesn't dislike Qu Qingge, and even admires her a little. They are used to being superior, used to being respected or even feared by others, and used to obeying what others say.Very few people, especially women, can be so strong and brave in front of them without being pretentious or flattering.

If Yang or Han, one of them fell in love with this girl, he should be happy to make it happen, but if two friends fell in love with the same person at the same time, it would be really troublesome.

He squeezed his temples, and looked at the girl in front of him again.

Qu Qingge wore a white off-the-shoulder silk dress with a long skirt that dragged on the ground, a light blue necklace on her white jade neck, and long black hair hanging down her back, covering her bare back .

The golden light sprinkled on her body.

As if surrounded by sparkling streamers.

Beautiful but not gorgeous, delicate but not charming, like a noble and majestic peony, or like a pure and white lily, she walks along, as beautiful as a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, with an indifferent expression, sacred and inviolable.

Yan Jinhan slowly walked to her side and stopped.

He stared at her, a light flashed in his black eyes.

He leaned over and kissed her forehead.

This kiss is cold.

Qu Qingge was stunned for a second, then looked up at him with a faint smile.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, as if there were only the two of them in the whole world, this world was pure, transparent, and beautiful like a Platonic fairy tale.

Yan Jinhan stretched out his hand.

Qu Qingge put her hand into his palm.

She stared at him, just once, let her be self-willed this time is enough, no matter whether behind this glitz is a dream that is easy to break, and whether this short-lived tenderness is a poisonous poppy, if you want to fall, you must completely Let's fall capriciously once.

After the twelve o'clock struck, she was still herself.

In the corner, the goblet was shattered, mixed with bright red blood.

The picture kept stinging his eyes, like a poisonous snake constantly gnawing at his heart.

Since when, her flowery smile only blooms to Han;
Since when, she was cold and silent to herself.

After smiling wryly and feeling cold, even happiness seemed so lonely.

Wen Qiyang closed his eyes in pain.

It would be great if he could hate it!
However, he doesn't hate her. If he really hates her, it proves that he doesn't love her enough.

Not cool enough, don’t know how to let go, but love in pain——

He can only hate himself.

(End of this chapter)