When the servant passed by, Yu Lanzhi could hardly stand. When the other party came over, Yu Lanzhi subconsciously leaned against the other party and said, "it's so hot!"

People who can work in such a big family have never seen anything salty. When the servant saw this situation, he immediately realized that the young lady was afraid of drinking something she shouldn't drink.

He clenched his teeth and subconsciously glanced at the place where Yu Xiujie stood on the second floor. He saw Yu Xiujie's cold eyes staring at the direction of him and the young lady. Sen was as cold as being stared at by a poisonous snake. The servant jumped in his heart and immediately helped Yu Lanzhi to the second floor. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still didn't dare to mess around under Yu Xiujie's eyes in the end.

Yu Xiujie was like a king above. He watched the woman being sent to his lounge. He proudly hooked his lips, drank the wine in the cup, called his confidants, and asked the other party to go to the hall on the first floor to take the Chaojing with a specific mask to Yu Lanzhi's lounge. After arranging this, he turned leisurely and walked to his lounge.

At the same time, visitors in the hall on the first floor pushed cups and changed lamps, exchanged smiles and found dancing partners for themselves.

After Chao Jing drank that glass of wine, he vaguely felt something wrong. He calm his face and scolded in his heart. Damn it, Yu Lanzhi, a smelly girl, dared to design herself.

Fortunately, because of what happened in Xicheng before, he has also done a lot of drug resistance training for this kind of low-income drug. Although he feels that his body is gradually heating up, he can still carry it.

Chaojing endured the discomfort of his body and walked out with big steps.

As a result, just as he was about to walk out of the hall on the first floor of the villa, his eyes suddenly flashed, his nose moved slightly, and subconsciously looked at the woman wearing a black evening dress and a white mask two steps away.

As soon as his footsteps stagnated, he subconsciously turned to the other party and shouted in a low voice, "eleven!"

Although his behavior seemed to be tempting, his tone seemed to be very familiar.

Mo Xi didn't intend to take part in such a boring activity and find herself a dance partner. She just wanted to stand quietly in the corner. When the dance was over and everyone took off their masks to communicate, she went to renza designer and asked some questions about fashion designers.

But what she didn't expect was that she didn't look for others, but others found herself. Well, as soon as Chaojing's voice came out, she immediately recognized the person's identity: "Chaojing?"

Chaojing heard Mo Xi's voice and was slightly relieved. His voice was hoarse: "well, it's me!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help approaching Mo Xi again. The breath he exhaled seemed to be heated, with an unspeakable heat: "11, help me, I'm a little uncomfortable!"

Mo Xi stared at Chao Jing's familiar eyes. Before he knew what was wrong with him, he heard a voice behind Chao Jing: "Sir, if you're uncomfortable, I'll take you to the lounge specially prepared for guests!"

Hearing this, Chao Jing's eyes flashed a gloomy cold. The next second, he directly bullied his body forward and pressed his face on Mo Xi's shoulder. Mo Xi was about to push him away when he heard Chao Jing burning Hot breath, uncomfortable hoarse voice: "eleven, I was designed, help me!"

Chaojing said that, immediately stepped back and turned to look at the man: "thank you!"

He was going to leave, but how could he be willing to leave when he found Mo 11? Moreover, he believed that as long as Mo 11 was there, the designer would never succeed.

Thinking of this, he didn't suppress his physical discomfort any more. He leaned directly on the visitor and asked the other party to hold himself and walk to the lounge.

Mo Xi's face under the mask was very gloomy. As soon as she saw the appearance of Chaojing just now, she knew that Chaojing was designed by someone.

However, she was inexplicably angry. The man knew he had been designed and dared to follow up. He was clearly determined to eat. Under such circumstances, he couldn't help him!

Mo Xi kept a calm face and quickly followed up at a distance.

Yu Xiujie's confidant took Chaojing directly to Yu Lanzhi's lounge.

As soon as Chaojing saw the lounge, he immediately remembered the scene of the last MoSi year being locked in the lounge. Yu Xiujie's confidant just opened the door. The next second, a cruel light flashed at the bottom of Chaojing's eyes. He raised his hand directly and knocked Yu Xiujie's confidant out with one palm.

Mo Xi's footsteps froze. The next second, she saw Chao Jing look like she was dying. She turned against the wall and took off her mask with an unspeakable tide on her face Hong: "eleven, help me get people in first!"

Mo Xi hesitated, and finally walked over with a cold face.

Mo Xi looked at Chaojing leaning against the wall, looking like dying, quickly bent down, pulled the shoulder of the person who was stunned, and pulled the person into the lounge.

After finishing this, she stood up and looked at the king: "do you want to come in and slow down?"

Chaojing was blindfolded and looked particularly hooked. He hooked his lips and smiled. His breath was unstable: "it's to slow down, but... If you don't go to the lounge, who knows if there's a trap waiting for me!"

Mo Xi was stunned: "then you..."

The next second, Chaojing suddenly grabbed her hand, closed the door of the lounge and went directly to the room not far away.

Chaojing's hands seemed to be burning, and Mo Xi was restless. Before she could figure out how to deal with the current situation, she was held by Chaojing and dragged directly into another room.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Xi was pressed directly behind the door by Chaojing.

Mo Xi's heart beat faster. She deliberately coldly said, "Chaojing, what are you doing? Let me go?"

Chaojing tightly imprisoned Mo Xi in his arms. His voice was hoarse and low, as if with a little pitiful flavor: "Xi, I have been designed, and you are cruel to me!"

Mo Xi was speechless: "then you should have left directly just now!"

Chaojing raised his head with unspeakable feelings in his eyes. His eyes were deep and dark: "I didn't know who designed me, so it's too cowardly to leave!"

Mo Shiyi said, "can you find out who designed you now?"

Chaojing suddenly grabbed Mo 11's hand, pressed her hand on his chest, stared at Mo 11 deeply, and breathed hot: "so I hope you can help me!"

Mo Xi breathed and stammered: "I... how can I help you?"

Now she could easily push away the Chaojing, but she felt like she was fixed and couldn't move.

As soon as she finished her words, the next second, Chaojing kissed her directly: "that's good..."

Mo Xi's lips were blocked, and she suddenly opened her eyes.