Ye Si Jue looked at Anil's back steadily, and the handsome face that was still smiling politely sank all of a sudden.

Immediately, he followed.

Tian Yunxin was left behind, she was stunned in place, and she still couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

It wasn't until Duke Berg had finished speaking and the music sounded again that she came to her senses.

When she subconsciously found the location of Ye Si Jue, she clearly saw that Ye Si Jue's gaze was almost fixed on Anil's body, and that look was like a deep pool.

I don't know why, Tian Yunxin trembled unconsciously, and an indescribable chill hit her heart.

She subconsciously took a step back, not daring to step forward.

In the center of the ballroom, pairs of guests hugged and danced.

As Anil stood next to the dance floor, she could clearly feel the gaze coming from behind, scorching and cold, making her feel as if she was in a situation of ice and fire.

Her heart fluttered, her little hands tugged at Chris's clothes, and the whole person leaned towards him.

"Chris, I'm a little ......"

She wanted to say that she was a little uncomfortable and wanted to leave first.

But in the next second, a figure with a strong presence walked up, stretched out a hand to her, and said, "Miss Anil, can I invite you to dance?" ”

The deep blue eyes locked her eyes deeply.

Anielle paused, wanting to refuse, but the etiquette she had received since she was a child made it impossible for her to refuse as soon as she spoke.

"I ......"

"I just have something to say to you, so I'll take it as ...... How about reminiscing? Ye Sijue smiled, but the whole person's aura was a little treacherous.

Anil's heart was beating so fast that when she hesitated, Nightlord reached out and grabbed her little hand, almost with a strong force that led her onto the dance floor.

She panicked for a moment and turned to Chris with a pleading gaze.

Ye Sijue twisted her eyebrows, her eyebrows were cold, and she turned around and turned her, so that she was not allowed to look at her so-called fiancé.

"I don't allow you to look at him!" He was attached to her ear, and his voice was cold and domineering.

Anil's back stiffened suddenly.

He spoke so quietly that only the two of them could hear him, but the awe-inspiring power that came over her face made her heart wink.

"You're ......," she choked in her throat.

Nightlord's large hand tightened around her thin waist and followed the dance steps, leading her to the middle of the dance floor, away from Chris's sight.

Anil was even more nervous, subconsciously wanting to escape.

She didn't know why, she felt that the Lord of the Night in front of her was terrifying.

She clearly understood that he was angry, and angry.

In the days she spent with him in China, she had never seen him so angry.

She didn't know what to do, what to do with his anger.

"Mo Xiaomeng...... Oh no, should I call you, little princess Anil? How about it, is it a change of identity and you don't know me? This sentence seemed to be squeezed out of Ye Sijue's teeth.

His voice was cold, like a thousand years of ice, and it was a little cold and raw on her cheeks.

Aniel didn't dare to look him in the eye and kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Or are you wondering how to get away from him?

There was a deep coldness in Ye Sijue's eyes.

He stared at her little face, kept staring, and didn't speak.

The two seem to be facing each other to see who will give in first.