My Invincible Twin Babies

Song Weiyu chuckled, and the laughter was crisp and charming.

The arc of her chin is beautiful and attractive, and the color and shape of her lips are fascinating. A white mask carved with vines is covered on the mask. A little tall nose shape can be seen, and the exposed black eyes are bright and flashing.

"Come on."

Song Weiyu gently raised his hand and put it on Lin Zimo's outstretched palm.

Even if you can't see the whole face, you can guess that you are a top beauty just by looking at your body shape and temperament.

They attracted the eyes of the vast majority of the audience, including the eyes of a tall man standing in the corner of the hall.

The man wearing a gold mask shook the wine glass gently in his hand, and the red liquid swayed on the transparent glass wall. He leaned lazily against the wall and locked his eyes like an eagle on the woman in a silver white dress in the middle of the hall.

She turned a circle lightly. Her long skirt, which was as smooth as running water, gracefully drew a circle in the air, which complemented the glittering and translucent calf skin. Her waist line was thin and elegant, and her body lines were like the beautiful silhouette written by an art master.

The greedy and amazing eyes around him focused on Song Weiyu and stared at her.

The man looked up and drank the red wine in the wine glass. His eyes seemed to capture the jumping spirit. His muscles were tight and seemed to be enduring something.

Song Weiyu noticed a strong sense of existence, but he didn't find anything unusual when he looked around.

She frowned. Before she could understand, her attention was attracted by Lin Zimo.

The other side.

A woman in a pure white dress came to the man and took off her exquisite mask. Her facial features were beautiful. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the man shyly. Her cheeks were slightly red. She looked very shy and said, "would you like to take off the mask for me?"

Many of the participants in this masked party are men and women who want to find a beautiful encounter. If the other party takes off the mask, they want to have a wonderful night with you. If they are accosted, they will also take off the mask.

The woman obviously took a fancy to the man. She couldn't help but put away her reserve and took the initiative to chat up. She even took off her mask and showed her beautiful face first.

And the man she likes does have fascinating capital. The man's height is nearly one meter nine. His temperament is mysterious and cold. He is wrapped in a pure black coat and robe, which is full of abstinence clothes with buttons buttoned under the Adam's apple. Black boots set off the perfectly lined calf more charming.

Although the thin exquisite gold mask covers most of the face, it still fails to hide the perfect facial lines of the other party.

Seeing the woman chatting up, many people around looked at it coaxed. Some men looked at the tall man favored by the woman jealously and said in a sour tone: "it's really lucky that there is such a beautiful lady."

But the man turned a deaf ear to everything around him, and his eyes under the mask still fell on the silver figure who was talking to Lin Zimo.

The woman who didn't get a response immediately couldn't hang up, and a little anger appeared in her eyes. She has always been very proud of her appearance, boasting that no one can resist her charm, and has never met anyone who ignores her like this man.

In fact, she came to the masquerade Conference on a whim. She was just relaxing in the resort. She had nothing to do. She was invited to attend the masquerade party. Unexpectedly, she was attracted by the man as soon as she entered the door. She never liked to let go of what she liked, and she was confident that she could win the man, so she put down her reserve and took the initiative to come forward.

The woman repressed her anger and looked down his eyes to see the dazzling woman in the middle of the hall.

Her face was not hanging. It was almost dark in an instant.

There is always a struggle between beautiful women. When she entered the door, the whole audience focused on her, which made the woman very proud, but I didn't expect that as soon as the long skirt woman in the middle of the hall appeared, everyone's attention was attracted by her!

When the woman gritted her teeth, her expression suddenly changed, like a cockfight. When she saw the same, a smile like a spring breeze appeared on her face. She put on the mask again and left as gracefully as she had come.

She has self-knowledge, men are not interested in her, and she won't make her failure too ugly.

Song Weiyu and Lin Zimo finished a dance and went to most of their physical strength. She waved to Lin Zimo and signaled that she was going to have a rest. Lin Zimo smiled helplessly and accompanied her to the nearby rest area.

She sat down on the sofa, breathed a sigh of relief, quietly pinched her calf, and began to regret why she chose a pair of 12 cm high heels.

"Light rain." Lin Zimo suddenly said to song Weiyu.

"Well?" Song Weiyu looked up in doubt.

"Do you know the tradition of masked parties?"

"The tradition of masked parties?" Song Weiyu asked curiously, "what is it?"

"At a masked party, if you want to express your love for someone, you take off your mask. If the other person likes you, she will take off her mask for you." Lin Zimo looked at Song Weiyu with a wrong eye and said slowly.

Song Weiyu had never heard of such a tradition, shook his head, "I know it for the first time."

"I..."

"Ah --"

As soon as Lin Zimo's words were exported, they were cut off by song Weiyu's actions.

A waiter suddenly knocked over the tray in his hand. Several glasses of wine on the tray fell on Song Weiyu's body without bias. Most of her skirt was wet.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. Are you okay?" The waiter apologized quickly, and his expression was almost crying.

Song Weiyu saw his apologetic expression and couldn't say anything serious. He could only wave his hand to the waiter who kept apologizing: "forget it, it's just a skirt. I'll just wipe it."

Lin Zimo frowned and got up. He took off his coat and covered song Weiyu's shoulder. "There's a lounge upstairs. I'll take you there and ask someone to bring you clothes."

Song Weiyu shook his head. "I'll go to the bathroom first. Anyway, the time is almost up. I'll go back directly later."

Lin Zi Mo wanted to confess, but he was suddenly interrupted by an accident. He was not in a good mood, so he had to prepare for the next time.

Song Weiyu goes to the bathroom first, and Lin Zimo waits for her in place.

At the corner at the end of the corridor, the waiter who just knocked over the wine was standing beside the tall man in black with a flattering face, "Sir, I did as you asked, you see..."