Endless Pampering Only For You

Ye Sijue stared at Anne's back with a certain smile, and he sank all at once.

Immediately, he followed.

Tian Yunxin was left behind, and she was stuck in place, still unable to recover for a long time.

It wasn't until the Duke of Berg finished speaking that the sound of the performance sounded again, and she shook her head.

When she subconsciously found the position of Ye Sijue, she clearly saw that Ye Sijue's gaze was almost fixed on Anne's body, and the look was like a deep pond.

Do not know why, Tian Yunxin shivered unconsciously, an indescribable chill struck his heart.

She stepped back subconsciously and didn't dare to go forward.

In the center of the banquet hall, a pair of guests hug and dance.

Aniel stood beside the dance floor, and could clearly see the sight shot from the back. It was hot and cold, making her seem to be in an ice-fire dual-sky situation.

Her heart trembled, her little hand tore off Chris' clothes, and the whole man leaned over to him.

"Chris, I'm a little ..."

She wanted to say she was a little uncomfortable and wanted to leave first.

But the next second, a figure with a strong sense of presence came up and said a hand to her, "Miss Anne, can you invite you to dance?"

The deep blue eyes locked her eyes deeply.

Anneton took it, and wanted to refuse, but the etiquette she accepted from childhood prevented her from refusing to exit.

"I……"

"I happen to have something to tell you, just think of it ... how old is it?" Ye Sijue smiled, but the whole person's breath was a bit tricky.

Annie's heart was beating very fast, and while hesitating, Ye Sijue reached out her hand, took her little hand, and almost brought her into the dance floor with a strong force.

She panicked and turned to Chris with help.

Ye Sijue frowned, and Meifeng had a cold look, and a spin turned her around, preventing her from looking at her so-called fiance.

"I don't allow you to look at him!" He clung to her ear, his voice cold and domineering.

Anel's spine stiffened at once.

He said very quietly, only the two of them could hear it, but the sudden strength came to her, and her heart flinched.

"You ..." She had a sore throat.

Ye Sijue's big hand clasped her thin waist, tightened, followed the dance steps, and led her to the middle of the dance floor, away from Chris' sight.

Aniel was more nervous, subconsciously trying to escape.

She didn't know why, so she felt the night prince was terrible.

She knew clearly that he was angry and very angry.

In those days when he was with him in China, she had never seen him look so angry.

She didn't know what to do and what to do with his anger.

"Mo Xiaomeng ... oh no, should I call you, Princess Anne? How about, do you not know me if you change your identity?" This sentence seemed to be squeezed out of Ye Sijue's teeth .

His voice was cold, like a thousand years of ice, splashing on her cheeks, a bit cold.

Aniel did not dare to look into his eyes and kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Or was he thinking about how to escape from him?

Ye Sijue's eyes had a deep coldness.

He stared at her little face, staring all the time, and didn't talk.

The two seemed to be confronting each other, to see who succumbed first.