Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 157 Male God PK Male God 1
　Maybe it was because his brain was congested for a while, Gu Yimi and Zhao Zimo walked into the center of the dance floor together.

　In an uproar, the people standing by the edge of the dance floor sighed a lot when they saw another pair of handsome men and beautiful women.

　"It's a good show to watch now." Shangguan Ting said with an incomprehensible smile.

　And Ji Zefeng, who didn't know what was going on, when he heard the exclamation, turned his feet lightly, and met the man and woman directly opposite them.

　All of a sudden, Ji Zefeng's gentle and handsome face turned "shua" black, and his deep and dark smoky eyes, a mass of burning anger, began to start a prairie fire.

　I saw-
　A man was dancing on the dance floor with his arms around Ji Zefeng's woman! ! !

　And that damn stupid woman actually had such a bright smile on her face.

　Crazy rage, growing
Those deep and dark smoky eyes released a cold aura, and with the color of anger, they looked coldly at the man dancing with his woman not far away——
　Wearing a pure black Amani suit, he was the only man in this ballroom who could compete with Ji Zefeng's height!

The Italian high-end custom leather shoes on the feet are also a pair of limited editions in the world, which are very valuable.Even every button on the shirt can buy a pure red diamond!

And the man's stern cheeks, clear outlines, deep brows, and sexy thin lips without a trace of color are like a sinking temptation, which cannot be refused.

　I don't know what the man said beside Gu Yimi, but the stupid woman laughed even more happily.

There was no indifferent and alienated little face facing him just now, and a pair of big crystal eyes, like obsidian, radiant and eye-catching.

　Zhao Zimo took Gu Yimi's little hand elegantly and gentlemanly, and covered the slender waist like a willow with his big cold palm, and the two spun together to the light music.

　Ji Zefeng's face was so black that he wished he could rival Baogong's!The dance steps under her feet also became a little messy, not as suitable as before.

　Ji Zefeng never felt this way, as if his heart was tightly wrapped by a thin film.

It seemed that there was nothing, but it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Especially when seeing that man.

　He had to admit that that man was definitely not an ordinary son!
　Because, he is too familiar with the aura of a king!
Ji Zefeng is the existence of a king in itself, and that man actually has the air of a king, especially those cold and cold eyes with the power to penetrate people's hearts.

　For the first time, Ji Zefeng saw the black mystery, the bone-chilling indifference, the strong alienation, and even some irony from other people's eyes.

　Heart, unexpectedly unknown, for a moment, just a second, a burst of inexplicable panic, so panic.
　Just when Ji Ze was so arrogant that he was going to drag down that stupid woman who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, the music also stopped in good time, and the luxurious crystal chandelier once again illuminated the entire hall.

　Ji Zefeng stepped forward without hesitation, and walked straight to Zhao Zimo's side. His overbearing big hand pulled Gu Yimi, who was originally hugged by Zhao Zimo, into his arms. He hugged the woman's slender waist tightly, declaring that this woman was his!
(End of this chapter)