Chapter 63

Han Fei doesn't know that she has been analyzed up and down by the human spirit of the system. At the moment, she is looking at a certain direction with anger.

Damn it!

Male god, say good ignore these mediocre and vulgar powder!

Said the noble, cold and beautiful do not move the original intention!

You can't see beauty in your eyes!

You've always been indifferent!

Why do you want to be straight now! Hook! Hook! Staring at people!

Han Fei is not happy. The handkerchief in her hand has been torn and torn into strips. It is as simple as tearing vegetable leaves. She has not yet realized the small means of her resentful wife.

Li Xiangjun beside her couldn't help moving away. She looked at the handkerchief in Han Fei's hand and swallowed her mouth. This, Fei's sister's strength is really big. Fortunately, she holds her very gently, otherwise she must be like that cloth!

In his heart, Li Xiangjun raised Han Fei's position a little higher, and hinted that he would never do anything with sister Fei!

Outside, almost all the guests glued their eyes to Han Yan.

Beauty is not never seen, but such a pure beauty is rare!

Especially when Han Yan appeared, there seemed to be a smell of orchid in the air, which was fascinating.

"Host, enchanted fragrance has been enabled, please refuel

"Well."

Han Yan slowly glanced around, closed her eyes, and opened her eyes again, her expression changed. It was a noble expression like a celestial being.

Han Fei's mood is a little nervous. She looks at Han Yan straightforwardly, which is a kind of enchantment that even she can't help indulging in. Unconsciously, the faint orchid fragrance reached her nose and did not know it.

In a flash, a sharp pain came from her head, and then a strong smell came to her nose. Hanfei frowned and held her nose, trying to reduce the smell.

Just after taking a big breath, she smelled out the faint enchanting fragrance which was a kind of medicine which could make people lose consciousness and numb. But, how could Han Yan have such a fragrance?!

For the first time, Han Fei was wary of her cheap sister. Thinking of her own state before, even she could not completely distinguish all the ingredients. It can be seen that the mixing method is very clever!

Even Han Fei got hit, not to mention those people present. After sweeping past, almost all of the people showed their absorbed expression. Except for a group of men who were more vigorous and practiced martial arts and sat at the end of the table, they were still sober. Almost the whole scene was under the control of Han Yan.

This move, good cruel!

Hanfei subconsciously looked at the direction of the male god, praying that the male god would not be enchanted! Never be seduced!

However, there was a short, chubby man with a big belly. At first sight, he was a senior official whose body was hollowed out by a woman. At the moment, he was fascinated. Half of his body was lying on the desk and stretched his body to see Han Yan on the platform. His fat body was so light and easy to lift that he blocked Han Fei's vision of looking at the God.

Damn it!

Hanfei has the heart to kill him!

Asshole! Get out of the way! Return my God!

Han Fei is so angry that she can't see the figure of the male god all over the place. However, as soon as she thinks that the male god will show her infatuated expression to Han Yan like these smelly men, she will be furious and want to hit people!

The irascible Han Fei completely forgot that the silk ribbon she gave Qin Che was soaked in rare herbs, which was enough to resist the common miasma aroma. Even though the charm aroma was overbearing, after a few minutes, Qin Che's eyes were completely clear, but at the same time, the mood inside was dark.

It was a kind of anger hidden in the dark.

This burst of anger, a flash, no one saw.

Han Fei raised her toes. After paying the price of nearly twisting her feet, she could only see the top of the male god's head. She lowered her head in a daze and filled the scene of the male god drooling at Han Yan a hundred times.

Because even Hanfei has to admit Han Yan is very beautiful. That kind of beauty can still be seen in the crowd. Han Fei even thinks that if Han Yan is the person who accepts this task, maybe the male God has already conquered it. It is not like her now that she is so painstaking, jumping up and down like a clown.

A burst of smart music sounded. Han Yan slowly opened her hands. After she opened her hands, she saw that the long sleeves were hanging down, forming a scene of clouds rising into the sky, like a green crane.

There was a succession of breaths.

Han Fei clenched her fist. What a clever woman!

Her hands are light and her neck is up. Han Yan, who is full of spirit and shape, seems to be incarnated into a white crane flying with wings. Her figure with full charm is ethereal and ethereal. Her long dress is not like a burden, and there is no half of her hindrance. It is more like the tail feather, dancing.Han Fei scolded again in her heart. It's just a bird! Don't be confused by a bird!

Han Yan's enchanting smile made her dance posture suddenly fierce. The white crane, which was originally illusory and wanted to be immortal, instantly degenerated and became the spirit bewitching spirit. Her graceful figure easily twisted into enchanting posture. Her graceful and graceful dance steps seemed to step on the sharp point of human heart, provoking people's nerves one by one.

The crowd had already looked straight, reluctant to move a step. Even the Emperor Qin, who was not interested in the high platform, put down his glass and looked at the woman on the platform with an appreciative look.

The empress on one side took a look at the most noble emperor around her and Han Yan, who was very elegant on the platform. A look of unknown meaning was moving in her eyes, and her hands were clenched tightly.

When the music changed again, the enchanting dancing posture also followed. Han Yan bent down her waist, closed her eyes, and put her hands on her chest. A kind of sad and sad atmosphere slowly overflowed.

She gently fiddled with her delicate hands, with a lingering charm in her eyes and eyebrows, which filled her dance with emotion, as if she had a soul. The music was getting lower and lower. She squatted down a little bit and curled up in a group. People who were agitated would like to hold the woman on the stage into their arms and love them.

In the last music suddenly high, Han Yan slowly stood up, she finally opened her eyes, moist eyes seem to be with a look of despair, a drop of hidden tears hanging on her eyelashes, with the tremor slowly falling, this tear, like falling on the heart of the lake, rippling a circle of ripples.

The music stopped and the dance ended, and the whole scene fell into a dead silence.

Han Yan slightly breathed, quietly revealed a beautiful smile, opened the original sad atmosphere.

Coax a, a burst of deafening applause rang out.

This dance is unique!

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