Ye Fan's pupils dilated slightly, fixed on Song Chuyu's fair face, as if he wanted to see her through. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

is also a rare beauty, and compared with Pojun, this Miss Song's temperament is not inferior. Her appearance and makeup are definitely the best examples among everyone's ladies, her family background, her background, has already topped the sea, coupled with the summer and winter clothes that stand out from the crowd, it is very eye-catching, as soon as she appears, she has become the only focus in the eyes of men.

The combination of the standard oriental goose egg face, the high-tied classical hairstyle, and the delicate facial features gives people an extremely stunning feeling, especially a pair of eyes as bright as stars, sparkling, charming and powerful.

Stepping on high heels, the elegant and generous Song Chuyu walked towards the crowd, and behind her, there were also several personable men following, but when they looked at this side, they didn't look so friendly.

"Ah Sen, don't you want to introduce me?" Song Chuyu's voice is also different from ordinary people, hearing this kind of voice, it is reminiscent of the ethereal dream scene of the empty valley orchid and the flying fairy outside the sky.

Taiwanese beauties' tone is already glutinous, coupled with noble blood, natural temperament, and excellent sound quality, just listening to her is a great pleasure.

In addition, her relationship with Xie Senyang also seems to be quite familiar, calling the prince by his nickname, not every woman has this qualification.

Xie Senyang hurriedly stepped forward to match the two: "Sister Chu Yu, this is Mr. Ye from the mainland." Ye Shao, this is Miss Song of Qianyunxuan. ”

He had already mentioned Ye Fan's identity to Song Chuyu before, and now that the two met in advance, it was exactly what he wanted.

With Miss Song, a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as Mount Tai by her side, any festival between them will come to naught, right?

Song Chuyu handed out a friendly hand to Ye Fan, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and his posture was elegant and modest.

"Hello Ye Shao, I'm Song Chuyu. She said.

Pinched the woman's hand, the tentacles were slightly cold, Ye Fan met her gaze and smiled: "You are sick." ”

To put it mildly, the people in the hall stood like statues, forgetting the time, forgetting to speak, and all looked at Ye Fan dumbfounded.

The atmosphere became extremely awkward in an instant, whether it was Xie Senyang, the broken army, or even Miss Song herself, who was holding the soft wattle, all felt that her brain was a little short-circuited.

Who holds someone's hand and laughs at them when they first meet and says, "You're sick"?

It's not a greeting, it's a scolding.

"Who are you? How dare you be rude to Chu Yu!" The first to recover from the shock was not Song Chuyu, nor the people around him, but the most handsome of the men in suits not far away.

His reckless voice was a little stiff, and at the same time exposed his nationality and identity.

"Goryeo sticks?" Xie Senyang's group of princelings showed disdain.

These guys are already above the top, and they can't see others being more arrogant than themselves, and on the land of Taipei, it is not the turn of the Koreans to steal their limelight. However, with the presence of the prince and Miss Song, as well as the man possessed by the devil, these guys did not dare to interject at will, for fear of provoking fire.

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