On the dance floor, men and women in costumes dance to the sound of music.

Chu Mo stuffed the wine glass into Han Yicheng's hand, "I'll go, who is so arrogant?" ”

He opened his legs, and felt the urge to roll up his sleeves and do something.

"Look, doesn't that man look like Zeming?" Han Yicheng pinched the two cups with one hand and grabbed him with the other.

"Huh? What did you say? Chu Mo stared at the dance floor with wide eyes, the personable old man, his tall figure did look very young.

Moreover, the textbook-like standard dance steps also seem to have a bit of Jin Zeming's demeanor.

"Do you think he's a brother?" Chu Mo retracted his steps, snatched his wine glass from Han Yicheng's hand, and continued to drink to suppress his shock.

The three of them have always had the best relationship.

When he learned the news of Jin Zeming's death, he locked himself in the room and wept with his head down.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but their friendship with Jin Zeming is really closer than brothers.

"Is it brother? If it's him, I'm going to let him go and see his alpacas, I've been taking care of them all these years, and he's going to have to pay my salary. I can't do it for nothing."

Chu Mo said excitedly, looking at the tall figure, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"He doesn't remember," Han Yicheng said in a deep voice, "It's not time to disturb him, I'm just wondering what he's been through all these years!" ”

"Didn't Sister Xingchen tell you?"

Han Yicheng replied in a deep voice, "She doesn't know many details, because she, like Zeming, once forgot who she was." It was Brother Ze Heng who protected her with marriage."

"It's terrible that someone who has long since died is still alive." Chu Mo's throat choked, "Really, what power can erase everything?" ”

"So, you need to go to the country, be careful. This matter is definitely not that simple, because being able to give Zeming such an identity is amazing. ”

Chu Mo frowned slightly, and the fingers holding the wine glass tightened hard, as if he was about to crush the glass in his hand.

On the dance floor, Luo Xingchen's body was controlled by the man's hands, following his skillful dance steps, dancing.

"I think Miss looks familiar!" The man laughed and teased.

Luo Xingchen was still a little surprised, but when the man approached her, the familiar breath suddenly let her know who this man was.

The man's dance is very good, and Luo Xingchen is not inferior.

On the dance floor, they are undoubtedly the best couple.

On and off the field, eyes are on them from time to time.

"Really? Familiar? Luo Xingchen glared at him and deliberately stepped on him.

Jin Zeming smiled, skillfully took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear affectionately, "We all slept together, do you say familiar or not?" ”

"Megalomaniac," she turned her head and muttered in her mouth, "this is not the country of R, and this is in public, aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Is the news that His Excellency the President appeared at a ball in a foreign city a good thing or a bad thing for your national interests? ”

"For you, bad things are also good things, good things are still good things?" Jin Zeming touched the top of her hair with his chin and said softly.

Seeing a reluctant smile on Luo Xingchen's delicate face, his big hand tightened and pressed her soft body into his arms.

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