This is a dress prepared by Mrs. Lu. Bring a champagne gift to the stylist of Renyinglou.
The whole Song Dynasty looked at the red dress hanging nearby and said, Change it to that one.
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Four seasons hotel around 7: 00 pm
The birthday party held here tonight is a retired old head of Nancheng Military Region.
In the center of the lobby of the hotel stands a gold medal inlaid with 1k-Congratulations to Mr. Gu Shouye on his 10th birthday.
Family planning is one of the largest families in the city, and many guests will be rich or expensive tonight. Nowadays, Lu Jiaxian, a prominent politician, is in decline, but it is not difficult for Ge Wenjuan to get an invitation from her parents’ family because her father used to be the mayor of Nancheng and her brother is now a member of the municipal party committee of the municipality directly under the Central Government and the political circles have a seat.
Seeing that the party is about to start-
Wen-Juan Ge said goodbye to Lu Xishan, smiling and finally unable to keep her voice down. I said I would pick you up at school in person, but I just said I couldn’t do it now. How can I explain it when President Liu comes over?
Isn’t it time to wait? Lu Xishan frowned.
The words sound just fell and a touch of envy appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall, which instantly became the focus of the field.
Song Qingcheng’s attention went into the banquet hall without any panic. It seemed that she was the owner of the birthday party. She rolled up her hairpin, curled her hair, fragrant shoulders and clavicle with beautiful curves. The simple style outlined Yingying’s unbearable waist. She was thin, but the rich place was well developed. The resplendent lights reflected her long white legs with a bright luster.
Instead of giving people a gaudy feeling, this enchanting red dress has an elegant beauty.
Ge Wenjuan sneered, Lu Xishan, your niece is promising!
She chose a simple but elegant champagne dress. It’s very important and ordinary to wear at a grand banquet like this, and it will seem out of place, too outstanding and usurp the host’s role. People invite you to dinner, not to steal the limelight, but it seems that Song Qingcheng is not white.
Whether she is really not white Ge Wenjuan does not believe it!
At the banquet, many guests stopped talking one after another, especially the male guests, looking at the graceful beauty in the red dress, and wondering whose daughter this is.
Song Qingcheng didn’t notice these eyes and walked to Lu Xishan and Ge Wenjuan with a little smile. Uncle and aunt, I’m late and there are some traffic jams.
Lu Xishan eyebrows a loose it’s good to come
It didn’t take long for a young male elder brother to come over and say hello. His eyes fell on Song Qingcheng, Ge Wenjuan, and he pulled up the whole hand and smiled. He introduced Qingcheng, this is Guang Mao Tuan Xiao Zhou.品茶
Chou is always good. The whole city of Song stretched out a soft grip with each other and then loosened it.
Xiao Zhou always has a strong interest in her. She just wants to talk a few words, and a sneering woman comes in. Zhou Nan, you have to tell Miss Song how much money you have before you talk to others. You may not know that our Miss Song is good at watching dishes.
The other party’s volume is not low, which seems to be intended for more people to hear.
Lu Xishan and Ge Wenjuan don’t look well, but Song Qingcheng didn’t feel it. When she saw a face of provocation, Gu Qingwei smiled gently. It’s a pity that Miss Gu is hard and big, otherwise I will definitely eat well.
Poof-I don’t know who laughed.
Gu Qingwei’s face is blue and white. Song Qingcheng, don’t go too far!
Song city ignored her and said a sentence of sorry to manager Xiao Zhou, and greeted Liu Xishan and turned to wash his hands.
Once again attracted several men’s eyes to follow.品茶
Out of the banquet hall, Song Qingcheng asked the waiter about the path and went straight to wash his hands without taking a few steps. Gu Qingwei sounded Song Qingcheng品茶!
Looking back, a glass of champagne has been thrown at her.
Drinks slipped from the bar, and the dark wine stains were dizzy. Song Qingcheng looked at the goblet and was proud of Gu Qingwei’s eyes. How old are you still playing this trick?
Gu Qingwei looked at Song Qingcheng’s eye drops and still didn’t feel avenged. Even if you have done something to my brother, it’s too little to splash you ten times. Song Qingcheng’s face is really thick. We dare to come to the family birthday party. I warn you to get out of here, or this wine will be spilled once! Say that finish and leave angrily.
Song city in situ eye socket some acidity, she raised my hand to erase the wine going to wash your hands finishing instrument.
Just turned sideways but froze for a moment.
Not far from the aisle rest area, the man is dressed in a formal suit, elegant and steady, and he is looking at her side at the moment, and he has burned more than half of his cigarettes.
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Yu Tingchuan’s sitting posture can’t hide his noble and graceful legs at will. trouser legs faintly reveals half black socks and shiny shoes.
He cast a calm but far-reaching look.
So far-reaching, let the whole Song Dynasty have no scalp pins and needles.
YuTingChuan there should sit for a long time …
It happened that a waiter passed by with a tray, and her sight was blocked. She did not move, staggered her eyes and went to wash her hands.
Wash your hands
Song Qingcheng wipes her cheeks with paper towels in front of the washstand, wiping her wet broken hair and moving slowly. She will definitely look at the wall and look in the mirror. It is not a good thing that her facial features are exquisite and her nude makeup is elegant and beautiful, especially when you match the financial resources and the law.
Throw that crumpled tissue into the trash can, she took a deep breath, raised her wrist and took off the hair pin.
Seaweed-like hair is scattered, which seems natural because of over-hair. Although the long curly hair covers the white neck and shoulders, it also covers the wine stains on the chest skirt.
Compared with the beautiful and elegant temperament before, the whole Song Dynasty has a woman’s familiar amorous feelings.
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From washing hands, Song Qingcheng looked at the corridor rest area, where no one had only accumulated a few cigarette butts and ashtrays.
The birthday party in the banquet hall has already started.
Lujia was placed on the side of table 2.