To Ning snow road arch hand.

Ning Xuemo is smiling rather than smiling. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Luo." Still didn't get up.

Tianhuan couldn't see her sitting there lazily, and her buttocks didn't mean to be lifted. Her face was slightly taut, and she said, "Lord Luo is the Lord of heaven and earth. He said hello to you. Isn't it reasonable for you to sit like this?"

Ning snow Mo Mou light slightly a turn, glanced at the sky unreal not a glance, light mouth: "who are you?"

"The little fairy is the sister of the emperor of heaven. It's unreal."

"Your brother is going to bow down when he sees this seat. What are you? I'll poke at you when I see you. What else do you want to tell me? "

The sky is unreal:

Her pretty face blushed slightly: "Xiaoxian Xiaoxian is Lord Luo's fiancee... "

Ning Xuemo smiled: "Er, right? Congratulations. " "Don't say you are his fiancee. Even if you are his wife, he is not the Lord of heaven and earth at the moment. You should bow down when you see this seat!"

The sky is unreal: She has no words. I can't help pulling the sleeves of Luo jiuchen beside me: "Lord......"

It means to make him stand out for her.

In fact, Luo jiuchen has been staring at Ning Xuemo's face, expecting to see even a trace of loss from her face.

No! She was not at all disappointed.

There is a flash of dark light in his eyes. He looks at Ning Xuemo with a smile like a smile: "Lord, can you exempt her from this gift on the face of this seat?"

Ning Xuemo turns his glass and answers casually: "we always don't care about these common rites. If it's not your fiancee who asks for a gift from us, we don't care about her."

This little storm passed like this.

The conference officially began.

Tianhuanxing may say that she is the fiancee of the new Lord, but the new Lord does not contradict the relationship. Tianhuanxing has always regarded herself as the fiancee of the new Lord in the whole conference. All the people who came here intentionally or unintentionally flattered her. They gradually took her as the center and toasted her from time to time.

On the other hand, Ning Xuemo, who is sitting there alone, has no one to talk with her again. She is the center, and there is a big place around her.

It seems lonely, giving a sense of desolation.

As for Luo jiuchen, he is like a sun at the moment, attracting all the light to himself. No matter where he goes, he is a dazzling and invincible existence. Although he has not yet ascended the position of the Communist Party, he has the spirit of the Communist Party.

It can be said that he is the most complacent at this conference.

Ning Xuemo was drinking there, a little dark in front of her, a man stood in front of her: "a mo."

Ning Xue Mo looks up and sees a handsome face with a spring breeze: "Mr. Luo, what's up?"

Luo jiuchen sat down opposite her, shaking a glass of wine in his hand: "it's OK, come to see you for a drink."

Ning Xuemo hooked his lips and didn't speak. Her eyes are free to look at the sky, but she doesn't want to be jealous

Luo jiuchen stared into her eyes: "amo, if you like, this seat is willing to give you her aura."

Ning Xuemo smiled: "thank you so much, but I'm not rare."

Luo jiuchen sighed softly: "amo, why are you stubborn? It will be very hard for you to go on like this. Why don't you leave the sunshine Avenue and walk on the only wooden bridge? "

Ning Xuemo took a sip of wine: "maybe the single wood bridge is more suitable for me."