At the thought of that scene, people couldn't help but beat a cold spirit and remind themselves in the bottom of their hearts.

If you can flatter Xi Muhan as much as possible, even if you can't, you can't be his enemy.

It's a big deal. Just take a detour.

If you can't make trouble, you can always hide!

These are the ideas of the men present. As for the girls, they all look at a room upstairs with envy.

Yu Qiqi is enough to make people envious and envious. Now he is pursued and spoiled by Xi Muhan, such a handsome, handsome, rich and handsome boy. How many years has he been blessed?

The host glanced at the watch and saw that the time was almost up. He laughed.

"Now, let's have a little couple who are blessed by Cupid!"

When the voice falls to the ground, the flash light on the host goes out instantly.

The next second, the flash lights up again, and the two lights fall on the two European hollowed out carved doors above the spiral stairs on both sides of the hall.

Click——

The door on the left was opened first, and a white suit came out slowly.

People look up at the figure of that wipe handsome, eyes move with him.

Xi Muhan's two slender legs are wrapped in white suit pants. He takes an elegant step, like a Gentleman coming out of an ancient mural, to another door.

Stand in front of the door, the dark pupil staring at the door.

All the patterns carved on the door are engraved on the black eyeballs.

If you look carefully, you can see that Xi Muhan actually wants to see the villains through this door.

The display screen on the rostrum of the hall suddenly lights up, and people in the hall can't help looking sideways.

It shows the number of countdown.

The host said, "let's wait for Miss 77 to appear."

five

four

three

two

……1

Xi Muhan's eyes are staring at the screen, and his heartbeat slows down bit by bit because of the decreasing number of numbers jumping out

At 1, the crowd excitedly went to see the door on the right,

The door is still.

The crowd frowned.

The numbers are all over. Why don't the door open?

Is the door broken?

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

The host's laughter suddenly rang out, "just a joke with you, now the countdown really begins."

“……”

People are all black.

Isn't the host a psycho?

Xi Muhan glanced coldly at the host below.

Despite the darkness below, he still accurately captured the host's figure.

Feeling the chilly sight on his body, the host shrunk his neck.

I can't blame him!

It was his future father-in-law, Shen Feiyang, who asked him to do so.

He's really lying down with his gun down.

This time, there was no prank, but the countdown turned positive.

1,2,3,4,5……

The door didn't move.

And the numbers on the screen continue.

6,7,8……11,12,13,14

Just as we continue to count up without expectation, the number on the screen stops at 14.

With a click, the white door opened from inside.

"We counted the time twice, and the time finally stopped at 14. It's Valentine's day on February 14. Isn't that a great idea?"

The host tried his best to mediate the atmosphere and defend himself, but no one went to see him, and he was the only one standing on the rostrum chatting.