Wolf President【End】

Fei's anniversary, many celebrities came to congratulate.Especially the presence of the stars made this star-studded night bright and colorful.

In the city's most luxurious six-star hotel, the masquerade party started on time.

Accompanied by Song Wen, Fei Sijue greeted the guests with a smile, but glanced towards the door from time to time.

His outfit tonight is that of Jiu Lanshu in the comic "Vampire Knight".Wearing an elegant and handsome college uniform, with slightly long hair, matching his already fair skin, Jiu Landian is a beautiful boy.The handsome appearance overflowed with a touch of indifference and sadness, which made the women present obsessed and heartbroken.

Song Wen was wearing a black cloak, also in the shape of a vampire.At this time, Jian Luo walked over slowly.She was wearing a gorgeous pink princess dress, her long hair was curled into enchanting curls, she was wearing a crown, and she was wearing delicate makeup. She looked beautiful and generous.

"President, the guests are almost here, and the opening dance is about to begin. Do you... need a dance partner?"

Ignoring her hints, Fei Sijue looked down at his watch and frowned.

At this moment, there was a low whisper at the door.He raised his head, his eyes brightened.

I saw a little woman standing there.She was dressed in a long white dress without any decorations, her shoulders were slightly exposed, the skirt was drooping, her long hair was soft and vertically scattered on both sides, her face was full of classical atmosphere, no makeup was applied, only a red tear was painted on the corner of her eye mole.Different from the well-dressed women in the audience, she stood there quietly, like a clear spring pouring into the bottom of her heart, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

A smile slipped out from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help walking over, took her hand, turned around, and with gentle steps, brought this elf who fell into the world by mistake into the arena.

At this time, the music sounded, and he stroked her waist, "Can you dance?" He asked.

After thinking about it, she nodded, "However, she didn't dance well."

"It's okay, follow me." Pulling her in, she danced recklessly along with the melody.

The surroundings don't feel dumbfounded, what a beautiful and harmonious picture, for a while, no one stepped off the dance floor, for fear of destroying this wonderful painting.

His dancing partner is Long Yunxin...

Jian Luo squinted her eyes, digging her long nails into her palms, but she didn't feel it.

Being so close to him, it seemed like it was a year ago... no, it was four years ago... no, it was earlier, the day she fell in love with him.

Looking at her, he saw a lot in those eyes.No obsession, no shyness, everything is so natural.There is deep love, deep pity, and the anger of a little woman.

There was a sudden shock in his heart, and the hand on her waist pulled her closer to him, and pressed against her delicate body, the feeling of shock became stronger and stronger.

In this world, there is only one person who can bring him such a shock.

At this point, the song ends.

At the same time as the applause sounded, he woke up suddenly, pulled her, and left the stage without a trace. When people poured into the dance floor one after another, he pulled Xia Lan out from the side door, and walked along the corridor of the hotel to the corner where there was no one. place.

Suddenly, he turned around, fixed her between his arms and the wall, stared into her eyes, said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Xia Lan lowered her head, bit her lip, and said nothing.

Not allowing her to escape, not allowing her to pretend, he raised her jaw and forced her to look at him, "Tell me, who are you?"

There was a huge pain in her wrist, and the pain spread wantonly, traveling along the nerves of her whole body, causing her to suffocate.

Looking at her pale face, he narrowed his cold and charming deep eyes, "Tell me!"

She shook her head, but her hands suddenly grabbed his arms, so tight that her fingertips seemed to dig into his hard muscles.

Fei Sijue was startled, and pinched her small chin. Even though he was trying his best to conceal it, he still couldn't restrain the restrained emotions in his pupils, which were violently hitting like a beast.

"You are... Xiaolan?"

At the same time as he asked this sentence, his breathing stopped and his heart stopped beating.

He knew that this idea was crazy, beyond the tolerance of normal people, but he still blurted out out of his mind.

Could this woman who could easily capture his entire attention with just her eyes be her?

can you?

The wrist felt like it was on fire, stimulating the pain all over her body.Xia Lan gritted her teeth, knowing that this was Han Zixi's warning.

She is not afraid of pain, but she is afraid that he will hurt Andy!

Slowly, closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, then opened them again, looking directly at him, she shook her head, "I, no."

After finishing speaking, she pushed his arm away, and she turned and walked back to the venue.

"no……"

Fei Sijue closed his eyes, and leaned against the wall weakly, the bitterness on his lips reached the door of his heart.

He is crazy.

Xia Lan's phone strapped to her calf rang out, she hurriedly took it out, and answered weakly.

"Little sister, remember, you can't break the agreement! Within this month, you can only make him fall in love with you who is a stranger! Not Xia Lan!"

On the opposite side, Han Zixi's voice was suppressed and trembling, as if he was afraid that the treasure he was holding in his hand would just disappear.

Just a second away.

"I remember." Xia Lan said coldly, "Don't forget your promise! Also, you are not allowed to touch my son!"

"Hehe," he smiled, his smile was full of sadness, and he said quietly, "He is very beautiful, very much like you..."

Xia Lan couldn't listen anymore, it would make her heart ache beyond measure, she hung up the phone resolutely, gritted her teeth, "Baby Andy, wait for me."

After returning, the two stood far away from each other.

Xia Lan kept her head lowered in thought, no matter who she came to strike up a conversation with, they all had black faces.Fei Sijue, on the other hand, kept pouring himself wine, no matter who came to toast, he would never refuse.

"President, you're drunk." Jian Luo stayed by his side all the time, and said with concern, "President, I booked a room upstairs, and I'll take you there to rest."

Fei Sijue turned a deaf ear and kept pouring wine.

Handing the cup to his mouth, he raised his head and glanced at Xia Lan who was opposite him, and then he threw it away.Repeatedly like this, the eyes are already drunk and hazy, and the body is shaking slightly.

Seeing this, Jian Luo gave Song Wen a wink, and whispered, "Help me to help the president go upstairs to rest, so as not to cause trouble here."

Song Wen nodded, set up Fei Sijue, and quietly left through the side door.