"Honorable Dark God, since you are so powerful, can you give me your honor and take me home with Xiu's one?"

Hoddle raised his eyebrows: "What?"

The girl's smiling face: "Teleport, use magic teleport to take me home... No, take me back to the banquet hall."

Fu Yue originally wanted to ask Hoddle to take her home directly, but then she thought about it, this time she was having a banquet with the Duchess, and it was hard to explain why she disappeared out of thin air.

The black **** slowly opened his lips.

"Why?"

Fu Yue: "You make me frivolous."

Hoddle: "..."

Fu Yue glanced at him and continued: "I remember once I didn't know who said that the gods have no low desires and would not have this kind of impulse..."

The words are not finished.

The girl's red lips were covered by the angered darkness god.

"To shut up!"

The girl blinked innocently.

Hoddle was defeated.

In the end, Hoddle sent Fu Yue back to a corner of the banquet hall, and Xiu's was here.

The entrance is a magnificent hall.

Fu Yue almost didn't react. She pinched the skirt of her skirt and was about to go forward. After two steps, as if suddenly remembering something, the girl turned her head with a smile.

Shakes his paw at Hoddle.

"Bye~ the noble dark god~"

Hoddle hugged his arms, his pale face heavier and heavier, staring ugly at the girl who was walking away.

Little things with no conscience.

Seeing that Fu Yue's figure was no longer clear, Hoddle withdrew his gaze lightly.

The corners of the black clothes flashed and disappeared.

...

Fu Yue returned to her seat. Not surprisingly, her good sister Andrea came to pick her up again.

Andrea said strangely: "Oh, our eldest Miss Cloya will still play the scene of missing? Sister, where have you been, is it possible that you went on a date with which gentleman?

Andrea's words actually have something in them.

Putting Fu Yue off.

It implies that she is actually a shameless bad woman who can date men casually.

Fu Yue didn't kill her at all.

Andrea also wanted to force Lailai, the duchess sitting next to them suddenly put down the wine glass in her hand, and the wine glass fell on the table with a loud noise.

The Duchess gave Andrea a cold look.

"Andrea, your etiquette class is really unqualified. Your performance today disappointed me too...I will try to tell your father about your situation."

Andrea's face was pale.

Fu Yue curled her lips without a trace.

After speaking, the duchess turned her head again. She looked at Fu Yue with a very indifferent expression, nodded gracefully, and softly said, "Don’t go out for a long time during the banquet. It’s not good and it’s easy to misunderstand. ."

Fu Yue nodded naturally.

She picked up the white jade wine glass on the table and was about to look up and take a sip, and then she saw Charles sitting in the male guest seat opposite.

Prince Charles's smile was a little unclear.

Looking at Fu Yue was very uncomfortable.

The other party also raised the wine glass and touched it against Fu Yue in the air.

Fu Yue: "..."

What's wrong?

The banquet soon ended, the hall of Yixiang Temple gradually became sparsely scattered, and Fu Yue followed the Duchess and left the gorgeous castle.

Before getting into the carriage, she was stopped by Charles who had run over.

Fu Yue turned her head: "Prince Charles? What's the matter?"