At this banquet the sound of music suddenly began to mambo.

Sometimes bursting, sometimes brisk music sounded, the scene suddenly rejoiced.

Wen Xinya wearing a Suglan plaid shirt, covered with a small vest, wearing jeans hot pants underneath, will be slender Yuru, perfectly shaped long legs fully exposed.

At this moment, she slowly walked into the dance floor, taking off her vest while walking, and her body danced with the rhythm of the mambo dance, such an enthusiastic dance, which instantly infected all the young people present, Everyone screamed and applauded!

Wen Xinya tossed off the vest into the crowd!

A fierce scream broke out in the field, and several boys rushed to grab the vest, which was eventually grabbed by Xu Chenyu!

Xu Chenyu instantly entered the dance floor, unbuttoned the suit button while walking, took off the suit and threw it into the crowd, and then swayed and danced in a Wen Xinya manner.

Shouts, whistle, bursts of sound.

Mambo is like this. It is enthusiastic and mysterious. It is an expression of enthusiasm and freedom. It allows people to break through the constraints and allow their inner feelings to be revealed naturally.

Just now, Wen Xinya is a butterfly who has just broken the cocoon, so now this free-spirited Mambo completely reflects her freedom and unrestrainedness after breaking free.

Then, more and more young people joined the dance floor, swinging freely and releasing their passion! Shows youthfulness and vitality.

Twisting the waist and swinging it is romantic and hearty, this dance has a strong contagious effect, the scene atmosphere is too hot, and the sound of music is even higher.

The atmosphere in the field was extremely high!

People in the older generation looked at young people with such youthful vitality, and couldn't help expressing their emotions: "It's still good for the young people! Such a sweat and enthusiasm will be released freely and freely!"

Wen Yuya hid in a dark corner, like a dirty Cinderella, watching everything on the dance floor, those boys and girls swinging their bodies, surrounded by Wen Xinya, a fanatical and passionate dance, but strange With restraint and implicitness, the dancers do not touch each other, but they can also express their passion.

There was nothing in her mind, only countless warmth and elegance left!

The Wen Xinya that the stars hold the moon.

The Wen Xinya that attracted much attention.

That noble elegance is Wen Xinya.

That bright, Wen Xinya.

The sweetness that made everyone scream madly.

No matter which kind of Wen Xinya, make her jealous and mad to go crazy!

The sound of a curse sounded in her head again: "No matter how beautiful the jade is, it's just a plaything ..."

She suddenly covered her ears, screaming wildly, the whole person curled up in the dark corner, like a little pitiful abandoned by everyone!

"I'm not a plaything, it's not a plaything, she's a warm toy ..." Wen Yuya murmured constantly, as if only in this way could she feel better.

At this time Xia Ruya walked to her side, and gently pulled her arm: "Yuya, how did you come here, I found you for a long time."

Wen Yuya waved her arm subconsciously, her body curled even harder, and screamed wildly: "Go away, you walk away ..."

Xia Ruya found her state was not right, and hurriedly said, "Yuya, I am Ruya, you look up at me!"

Wen Yuya's excitement then eased. She slowly lifted her arms, raised her head, and saw Xia Ruya looking at her with anxiety, "such as Ruya!"

Xia Ruya looked at her and said, "Yuya, why don't you go and dance together. I watch the scene is very lively. All the young people are on the dance floor."

Xia Ruya's voice is very light, but it carries toxins, just like a ********. It penetrates the surface of the skin little by little, penetrates into the cells, and then follows the cells into the blood, and then from Blood flowed to the extremities.

Her eyes penetrated the crowd and fell on the figure held by the stars. How capable she is, no matter when and where she is, she can be so attracted to the public, like a huge mountain, no matter how they are However, she could not reach her height, and whatever she did was futile.

Because, she always has the ability to turn their method of dealing with her into a sharp sword against them, piercing their hearts fiercely, and twisting their hearts, making the knife that was very happy and slow, Make pain endless.

Wen Yuya followed Xia Ruya's gaze, and her eyes were full of resentment: "Slut, **** ... Wen Xinya, I will make you die! Don't die well ..."

At the end of the dance, the young man who twisted his hips on the dance floor was still interested. It felt like this was the most unrestrained banquet they had ever attended.

Wen Xinya because of the passionate high dance just now, her body is a little hot, her cheeks are red, like a blooming enchanting peach flower, the branches are stretched, and she is burning.

At this moment, Wen Yuya walked towards her with the wine, and the smile on her face was sweet with a strange twist, which was weird to the extreme.

Warm and frowning, today's banquet has been tortuous, and I don't know what else will happen to her.

"Sister, today's banquet was so wonderful. I heard a lot of people praise her sister like your aunt Mo." It is better to be a short-lived ghost like her, and her mind was vicious.

The smile on Warm and Ya's face became thin, and there was a glazed luster flowing in her eyes, but when she looked in carefully, she was sinking like a mighty abyss! A suffocating chill erupted: "Who will you call my mother's aunt? My mother's name was cleared in the first place, how can you tolerate the sulking of your little three's superior towing oil bottle nurse?"

Wen Yu's eyes widened suddenly, and her pretty eyes were filled with the pungent leak: "Sister, you call my mother Aunt Ning."

The thin smile on Warm and Ya's face suddenly became bright, just like ice cubes in the sun, reflecting the bright light, and the light was so beautiful, it was just dazzlingly cold: "My lady Wen Jia, She should be honored to call her aunt Ning. "

Before, she did not become the real Miss Wen Jia. She did not dare to tear her face with Ning Shuqian's mother and daughter, because Yang Chongguang's death has made her feel terrified. Her understanding of Ning Shuqian was not as good as she thought. That deep, but now she is back strong, and instead of tearing her face, she becomes mother and daughter Ning Shuqian, so she is not as jealous as before.

"Sister, you're too bullying!" Wen Yuya blushed, and the flames of anger were rising in her eyes, staring at her like this, as if to burn her.

"What if I just bully you?" The Wen Xinya eyes were full of mockery and scorn, and the mother and daughter looked at her with this look in the last life.

Wen Yuya was so angry that she trembled and took another glass of wine because she didn't pay attention. The bottom of the goblet touched the edge of the tray. Her hand was blocked. Swaying out, the purple-red wine was spilled on the Wen Xinya body.

Wen Yuya was terrified: "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Wen Xinya, with cold light flashing in his eyes: "Stay away from me. Today's banquets cannot tolerate you as a foster daughter."

She gave her a warm and cold look and turned on the second floor!

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