Ha ha, maybe they are controlled by aliens.

Didn't NASA just take a picture of a beautiful woman on Mars?

It shows that there are human beings on Mars. When she was making a wish yesterday, they just passed by in a spaceship and helped her realize her wish by the way.

Ha ha, she must have saved the galaxy in her last life, so even the aliens came to help her.

Think of here, she no longer tangled, some things, don't care too much about the process and reason, as long as the result is satisfactory. To see Yang Xiaorui jump on a small apple is too much for her.

Her bright smile reflected in Rong Zhenye's eyes, lighting up his deep ink eyes.

He likes to see her smile, the beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, canthus pick, like the crescent moon rising in the sky, as well as peach cheek on the two charming dimples, cheerful and playful rippling, lovely to the extreme.

So, if you can win a smile, he will do whatever it takes.

After the music stopped, Yang Xiaorui quickly jumped down the stone steps and ran like a hasty rabbit to the darkest place to avoid being recognized. Yi again Xia Lian hurriedly chased up.

"Yang Xiaorui!" She yelled from behind.

The shadow in front is like being pressed the remote control key, which stops in an instant.

"Shut up and don't call my name!" She was almost screaming for fear of being heard.

"I thought you went to France?" And she turned up her lips with scorn.

"Don't be proud too early, you won this time, but there will never be another time!" She gnashes her teeth. The day when she is tired of playing is the day of her death. When the time comes, the old and new grudges will be settled together.

Yi Xia sneered again. Their war did not stop. Maybe there are more chances to fight in the future, but the winner depends on each other's fate.

On the way back, Yi Youxia was in a good mood and had the impulse to dance.

"Ice gourd, can you dance?"

"You want me to dance?" Rong Zhenye's charming smile is like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, eclipsing the lights, stars and moonlight.

"I want to dance. I don't have a partner. Do you want to join me?" Her thick eyelashes flashed playfully.

"You can think about it." He raised his pretty eyebrows.

In the rooftop garden.

The moon is as silver as water.

The night breeze is light, and the fragrance of gardenia is floating in the air.

Yi Xia plays another tango for Xia Yuhan, who has won four consecutive years in Donghua University and has never been a dance king before, so she tries her best to be a dance queen so that she can dance with him at the Christmas ball.

Tango is said to be a secret dance between lovers. In other dances, dancers smile. Only Tango has a serious expression. Dancers try to hide their feelings for each other so as not to be found by others.

At the moment, the two dancers look obscure, what they are hiding, maybe even themselves are not clear. Her slender posture entangles his tall and strong body. After a short gaze, she quickly turns her head and looks left and right. It seems that she is afraid that the other party will see the secret unconsciously from her eyes.

But there is one thing that is undeniable. They cooperate seamlessly. They have no verbal communication, no eye hint, and they can also know each other's next action. It seems that they are born to fit each other's soul.

After one song, there was still a lot of meaning, so I went on to dance several songs, changing different kinds, from waltz to Hiphop.

"Ice gourd, so you dance so well?" There was a little surprise in her sweet smile.

"You're good, too." He raised the perfect corner of his mouth and gave a leisurely smile.

"You're my second favorite partner." She is a light rotation, such as a butterfly dancing in the flowers.

His beautiful sword eyebrow slightly frowned, did not become the first, some mind, "who is the first? "Xia Yuhan?"