Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 160

Mo Yi reached out and unbuttoned the neckline, and a large piece of skin between the neck and the collarbone was exposed to the cold air in the room. For a long time, the complexion was white and dazzling among the loose cloth

Just then, he suddenly realized something, stopped the movement in his hand, and turned to look at Wen Yan.

Wen Yi looked back at him naturally, as if nothing was wrong—if he hadn't kept his eyes drifting into Mo Yi's open neckline, Mo Yi might be more convinced of his innocence.

He raised his eyebrows gently and said flatly, "Avoid it?"

Wen Yan's eyes brought undisguised disappointment and unfortunateness, and a substantive line of sight circulated around the little half of chest exposed by Mo Yi, and then he reluctantly walked out the door.

When heard the door of the room closing, Mo Yi lowered her head to continue the action she had not completed.

Only two buttons were released, and he stopped again.

Mo Yi closed her eyes hard, then slowly took a deep breath, and said, "Smell?"

The room was quiet and there was no half figure in the sight. Mo Yi held his arms in his hands and sighed helplessly:

"I know you are."

A slight wave floated in the air in front of the bed, a human figure slowly appeared in front of him, Wen Yan frowned tightly, staring at Mo Yi with an inconceivable look, saying, "What the **** ..."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze successfully blocked Wen Yan's next words in his throat, he raised his hands as if surrendering, then turned his head and walked out of the room.

The door panel closed to make a slight collision sound in the quiet room.

Mo Yi didn't move, but slowly said, "Hiding in the bathroom doesn't count."

As soon as his voice fell, he only heard the sound of opening the door close to the door, the sound of footsteps walking outwards and the sound of real closing the door sounded, and the room returned to silence.

Mo Yi reluctantly raised his hand and squeezed the bridge of his nose, and then finally began to change clothes.

Ten minutes later, Mo Yi finally put on a whole set of heads. He turned his neck and pulled his fingers into the bow tie awkwardly, so that the neckline was loosened from the state close to the skin—even He is very unaccustomed to this kind of dress, but he also has to admit that this suit is completely tailored according to his figure, and fits his body no more, no less.

He tried to turn the joints of his limbs, then he shouted, "I'm fine."

Mo Yi's aftermath didn't go away, and the sound of opening and closing the door came instantly. He hadn't responded yet, and only saw Wen Xuan walked up to him.

Wen Yan abruptly took his steps a few steps away.

There is no expression on his face, and the deep-looking face is like a sculpture, but every inch of muscle is hidden with faint tension, and the light-colored eyes are hidden under the high eyebrow arch, watching Mo Yi tightly.

Mo Yi was a little stunned by his expressionless stare, so he half-joked and half-seriously opened his arms and asked:

"how about it?"

Wen Yan's throat moved, pale gray eyes flashed with inorganic shimmer, and said dumbly:

"I regret."

Mo Yi didn't expect that Wen Yan would react like this, and couldn't help it. "What?"

Wen Yan stepped forward slowly, reached out and held Mo Yi's shoulder, and gently patted the dust that did not exist on the smooth shoulder line of the dress.

"I don't want you to wear this suit-unless it's in front of me."

Mo Yi shook her head, reached out and patted Wen Yan's palm on her shoulder, and said helplessly, "Don't make trouble, this is a copy request."

Wen Yan narrowed the distance between the two of them, and his slightly cold lips fell down, exchanging a short kiss with Mo Yi.

He rested Mo Yi's forehead against his forehead, a rare annoyance in the dull and low voice:

"……I know."

Mo Yi couldn't help laughing, rubbing his palm on Wen Yan's cheek and rubbing hard, watching his pale pale face be rubbed with a trace of physiological blood color, then stepped back and said positively:

"Speaking of business-I'm ready now, what about you?"

Mo Yi is a player in the copy, so the copy will prepare a dress that he can put on, but Wen Yi is not, and he wants to mix into the dinner, at least he must wear a dress, so that others will not be too surprised. .

Wen Yan's complexion returned to normal, and he chuckled: "Don't worry."

After speaking, he carefully observed Mo Yi up and down, then raised his fingertips slightly, swept gently in the void, the thick white mist visible to the naked eye seemed to be squeezed out of the air, and followed his movement frantically. A few seconds later, the mist dispersed.

A dress almost similar to Mo Yi's style appeared on Wen Yi's body. The smooth lines of his clothes showed his wide shoulders and narrow waist line properly. The color of this dress was slightly darker than Mo Yi's body. There were only a few details changed throughout the body.

Wen Yan tucked his sleeves up, looked up at him, and Shen asked, "How?"

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at him. He frowned pretentiously, and looked at him up and down for a long time. The whole body Wen Wen looked stiff because of tension, and the corners of his eyebrows brought a little smile:

"very nice."

Wen Yan's nervous face finally relaxed, and a smile drew from the corners of his lips, and he walked forward with long legs.

Before waiting for his kiss to fall, Mo Yi reached out and held his chest against him, widening the distance between the two, looking at him thoughtfully, and then slowly asked:

"Just ... this style?"

Wen Yan's gaze flickered a bit. He pretended to calm his eyes and replied, "... only you can refer to it."

——So it was made as a couple?

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes, staring at Wen Yan with great confidence, watching the other party's erratic eyesight, or looking at himself, the pale ears hiding in the black hair gradually stained with pale blood.

Just then the door was knocked gently.

Mo Yi let go of Wen Wen's loss, turned and walked towards the door of the room. After opening the door, the maid standing outside took the afternoon tea and saw her pale and stiff face. There was still no expression, but he bowed deeply at him, and then said in a polite manner: "Dear guests, please follow me."

After speaking, the maid was the same as last time and took the lead in turning and walking outward.

Mo Yi and Wen Yan glanced at each other, and also followed them.

I do n’t know if it ’s their illusion. The lights in the corridor seem to be a little brighter. The maid walks in front of them in a slow manner. The corridor in front of them doesn't seem to go to the end. He followed quietly, observing the details along the way.

The maid seemed to take them on a path that they had never walked before, and the sight before them became increasingly unfamiliar.

Mo Yi was not surprised by this-after all, he found the side hall through the sound of the piano, and the hidden door in the side hall found by a flashing figure. There are obviously many hidden doors in this house. And dark channels, without triggering a certain condition can not be turned on, even invisible to ordinary people.

The road ahead is becoming more and more spacious, and the fragrance of fragrant and fragrant flowers has been heard from not far away. In the warm and dark corridors, melodious music can still be heard faintly.

Finally, the maid in front stopped and reached out to open the door in front of her. The floral melody that suddenly became clear instantly came to her face, as if she was showing her life with her life.

The maid bowed slightly and made a please gesture.

Mo Yi and Wen Yan slowly walked into the open door.

This is an extremely gorgeous banquet hall. The lights illuminate the entire room. There are bands playing in the orchestra. Although they also have a pale and stiff face, the music is melodious and cheerful.

The curvy marble statues are scattered randomly throughout the room, or delicate silver plates are held in curved or raised arms. Fruits and rich pastries cut into delicate shapes are placed on the silver plate. The color is Beautiful and seductive, but no one is seated at the huge long table in the middle for the dinner.

Mo Yi's gaze swept roughly in the hall, and glanced at a few familiar faces-players had arrived, all wearing evening dresses, ladies' long skirts dragging, and exposed necks and arms on both sides. With jewellery, men wear smart dresses, straps and straps on waistcoats sparkling in the light.

It looks as if a Victorian dinner is really coming up.

Mo Yi pretended to be walking around the room unintentionally, looking for all the corners where the mirror might appear, and still found nothing. He frowned slightly, stretched his hands in concealment, slightly messed up his horns, and then held up There are wine glasses on the tray in the marble statue.

Mo Yi walked to the corner of the room like this, and naturally asked the waiter standing there:

"Well ... do you know where I can look in the mirror? I think my hair looks a bit messy."

The waiter looked at him with black eyes, ignored Mo Yi's curled hair, and answered politely and distantly:

"Sir, your hairstyle is perfect."

Mo Yi's face had a perfect smile: "Thank you."

He turned around, the smile on his face slowly disappearing like ripples on the lake, and the dark eyes narrowed, calmly watching the amber-colored undulating liquid in the wine glass in his hand.

Wen Yan reached out and helped Mo Yi squeeze the raised hair down.

Mo Yi absent-mindedly thanked him, then took a sip of the wine in the glass, and frowned a second because of its spicy taste.

Wen Yan calmly took the wine glass in his hand, changed the next glass of fruit wine from the tray next to him and stuffed it into his hand.

Other players came to the banquet hall one after another. For a time, the room where there was only music was filled with low whispers, and the haunted housekeeper appeared in the dark corner of the room. .

Mo Yi broke free from his own thoughts and took the seat with other people-

The dinner began.

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