Chapter 50

Zhao Wanxi sincerely praised: "beautiful!"

Tonight, she is going to see Leng Jun's breakthrough with her own eyes. With such a beautiful woman in front of her, she doesn't believe that a man will not be moved. How can he explain his "broken sleeve habit" at that time?

"Miss Wanxi, dinner is ready. The seventh Prince and his guests have already taken their seats. They are waiting for Miss Wanxi."

"We'll be there."

Zhao Wanxi's dress tonight is extremely simple and elegant, for fear that she will steal the limelight of the dancer. When she leads Yuji and Lanji to the main hall, she suddenly sees an unexpected figure.

Leng junao sits in the main seat in front of the long dining table of Phoebe. The man sitting on his left side is Chu Changqing, who is in conflict with Zhao Wanxi.

It turns out that Leng Jun's noble guest is actually him! Zhao Wanxi's water eyes darkened in an instant.

"Miss Wanxi, please take a seat!"

The maidservant makes a respectful voice, and Leng junao and Chu Changqing's eyes are fixed on her at the same time. Zhao Wanxi puts her eyes on the seventh Prince Junyi's cheek, and sees the man's thick eyebrows rising rebelliously, with a meaningful smile at the bottom of her eyes.

He did it on purpose! Zhao Wanxi instantly felt the evil intention of the man.

With a calm face, Zhao Wanxi waved her hand and told the two dancers: "how can there be no dancing music when there is wine and food? You offer a song for the seventh Prince and Chu Duwei to help them enjoy the wine..."

Yuji and Lanji are enchanting and charming

With the sound of music, Zhao Wanxi walked to the dining table gracefully and sat down on the right side of Leng junao, just opposite Chu Changqing.

Zhao Wanxi's lips were bright red, and she glanced at Leng junao meaningfully: "I didn't expect that the guest in the mouth of the seventh prince was Chu Duwei..."

Leng Jun laughs and doesn't speak. The eagle's eyes are as deep as the sound of nature in the middle of the night.

At the moment, Chu Changqing's face is not good-looking. Since Zhao Wanxi cut Shangguan Yushu's cinnabar beauty mole, Shangguan Yushu has been in a series of small streams, and the whole Chu house has been covered with a layer of invisible haze because of the successive attacks, and everyone can't lift his spirit.

As long as there is a chance, Zhao Wanxi will be the culprit!

Chu Changqing's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the opposite Zhao Wanxi, his low voice and eyes were full of undisguised hatred: "how can you be here?"

With a smile, Zhao Wanxi had no sense of timidity: "isn't this the gift of Chu Duwei? I'm the mother's milk of my son, and I live in Qionghua palace. "

Leng Jun's sharp and deep black eyes stare at the two people sitting opposite each other. His eyes are attentive, showing unfathomable maturity and steadiness. His perfect face is angular, and his lips slowly outline a charming arc.

"The dishes are going to be cold. Please have a meal."

The seventh Prince's hoarse and mellow voice is as intoxicating as the mellow wine at the table.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes twinkled, and she said with a sly smile: "good wine and food, singing and dancing, tonight the seventh Prince and Chu Duwei really should have a few good drinks, not to get drunk."

Chu Changqing didn't answer with a black face, but Leng junao's eyes flashed a smile -

"Miss Wan Xi has a very careful mind. How can we live up to such good wine and food? We must not be drunk tonight, Chu Duwei, don't you think?"