[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

The low-key black commercial vehicle was gliding in the night, Donghua turned her eyes sideways, the street lights on the side of the street formed a bright line, and the pedestrians were also drawn into phantoms. Inside -- her mother was sitting on the other side of the backseat.Two handbags with different styles are placed side by side in the middle, as if drawing an invisible Chu River and Han boundary.

A very famous noble lady in Kyoto prefecture held a tea party today, invited Mrs. Xiyuanji, and enthusiastically proposed to bring Miss Xiyuanji, who is rarely seen on weekdays.The family affairs of the Xiyuansi family have three rats and four eyes, and everyone in the upper class has long known that they are making troubles. If they emphasize bringing winter flowers, it is obvious to find fault.However, the lady's family and the Xiyuansi family still have a lot of cooperation in the follow-up. Mrs. Xiyuansi, who has been in the Tongqi business since she was born, reluctantly left behind her nobleness as a dancer after she got married. Holding his nose, he accepted the invitation.

But Donghua is also connected with her blood, very wisely not to have any communication with her mother-the eyes are the same, so as not to be caught by her sly and unhurried temper at times.

The driver, Yamamoto, was driving tremblingly. When he stopped in front of the hotel, he almost breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the driver's door reflexively, but slowly remembered that there were two people sitting in the back seat.

Donghua didn't let him be embarrassed, she picked up her handbag and got out of the car.

Yamamoto felt a little lucky and ran to Mrs. Xiyuanji's side, and helped her hold the car door. The woman with her hair combed slowly came out of the car, and through the roof of the car, she glanced at the girl opposite.

The evening breeze was not cold, and Donghua's dress only hung down to her knees. She waited for her mother to come with lowered eyebrows, and then walked into the venue with her.

The noble lady's family background is extremely superior, and it is said that she was a nobleman in Japan as early as in Honghua, so the decoration of the venue is also different from usual.

The lights were just right, delicate roses were stained with dew, clusters were blooming in vases all over the venue, and the clothes were fragrant everywhere, and the words in everyone's mouths were unhurried, elegant and amiable.

Although Donghua seldom came to such occasions, she did not show timidity. She followed her mother to meet several wives, and saluted like a robot. Finally, no one rushed to say hello, so she turned her head to her mother respectfully, "Master, I think the venue is a little stuffy, may I go to the balcony to get some air?"

Mrs. Xiyuansi didn't want to be stuck with her all the time, she wished she could kneel down quickly, so she waved her hand happily: "Go, just come back before the dance starts."

"Thank you, mother." Dong Hua slipped away, pressing the hem of her skirt.

It wasn't just a random excuse to hide from the quiet, she really felt a little uncomfortable, probably because she had a bad stomach after eating dinner, and now she just felt nauseated.Your Madam loves flowers and plants very much. Looking down from the balcony, she can see large expanses of flower gardens. She closed her eyes and rested for a while in the fragrance of flowers, feeling that the constant upward movement had finally stopped.

Dong Hua breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the venue, and saw several waiters were already cleaning up the decorations in the center, she knew the dance was about to start, so she straightened her skirt and went back to the venue.

The scent of flowers was suddenly replaced by a variety of perfume smells. Donghua was stunned and his face became a little pale. The first reaction was to think of a challenge video I saw on Youtube before. Mixing many perfumes together, what is the taste of the experiment? , Dong Hua thought painfully: Maybe it doesn't need to be such a big deal at all, just walk around the tea party.

When she glanced around, she found that her mother was serving a glass of wine with the noble lady who was the owner, and they were chatting face to face. Although they were all smiling, Donghua knew that their hearts had long been at war.

The girl withdrew her gaze lazily, giving up the idea of ​​telling her mother. She leaned on the corner of the table and sat down slowly, intending to wave for a waiter. In this way, the Xiyuan Temple family will become an undisguised topic of conversation, and those family affairs that are inconvenient to speak aloud will also be taken out under the guise.

However, she was very unlucky, the waiters in black and white suits had lined up in front of her just now, but now she couldn't see any of them.

Donghua blinked, but said nothing.

"Student Xiyuan Temple, what a coincidence."

Donghua, who was originally concentrating on resisting the discomfort, vaguely heard someone calling her surname, and looked at the source of the sound with a bit of confusion—I was the only "classmate" in the "Xiyuan Temple" present, so I should You are calling me right...

The dense mist covering the pair of dark gray pupils also dissipated all the confusion after seeing the person coming, and showed a bit of sharpness: "... Akashi-san."

Akashi Seijuro was wearing a complicated and formal three-piece suit, with a tie tightly stuck to his throat, and Fuyuka looked like he was about to feel a sense of suffocation, but he sat down next to her with a face of no feeling: "Yes Is there any discomfort?"

Donghua couldn't help but glance at him, Akashi Seijuro is a child of a big chaebol, it is quite normal to be invited, what really caught Donghua's attention was that the Luoshan school uniform was obviously a suit style, but Akashi wore a school uniform and Formal attire had two completely different feelings—the red-haired boy sat with his legs crossed, propping his head up to pay attention to her face, with an air of extravagance that was almost haughty.

Donghua straightened her back unconsciously. Even though Mikage Komaka formed a team with him, she still didn't dare to get too close to him. In essence, the name Akashi Seijuro can say everything , can’t be called fear, but definitely fearful. He is too smart, so smart that he can see through people’s thoughts and potential actions at a glance. Donghua already harbors a guilt of treating him as a tool person. It's a dilemma.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine, not uncomfortable." Dong Hua stretched her jaw line into a beautiful line and nodded to him.

Akashi couldn't deny it.

I don't know when, the noble lady also finished saying hello to Mrs. Xiyuansi's plastic sister flower, and came lightly.Donghua and Akashi stood up together, bowed their heads and greeted her: "Good evening."

Dong Hua only glanced at her, but also understood why her mother had to exchange hair with her gracefully—the lady had never had a child in her life, she looked much younger than her peers, and she was probably the most slender one, She gracefully gathered the shawl on her body, and smiled at them: "Both of you are rare guests, please enjoy the dance later."

"Of course, please take care of me."

The noble lady got a reply, and walked away with a satisfied scent of perfume.

After exchanging greetings with the noble lady, Donghua and Akashi met each other's eyes, and then sat back in their seats.

The elegant and soothing string music played, the owner was rich and powerful, and refused to stick to CDs, so he simply invited a small orchestra to perform live.Many men and women joined together, walked into the empty space in the middle, and danced to the music. Dong Hua rubbed her forehead, knowing that she had to dance one too.

When choosing a dance partner, Fuyuka instinctively staggered Akashi Seijuro's choice, and turned to look at other teenagers who were similar to her own age in the venue—it would be better if they were familiar with each other... Keigo Atobe?He always said that his dance steps were not gorgeous enough, Donghua pouted; his eyes continued to search, Ninzu Yushi?But his dance steps are too lazy and lingering. When Donghua is hugged by his back, she can't help getting goose bumps all over her body.

It seems that no one is a suitable dance partner.

Donghua unconsciously touched the pendant hanging on her chest—it would be great if Jingshi was there...

Just as the song was over, everyone in the dance music had already performed the curtain call ceremony, and Dong Hua absently applauded.

She was worried, and didn't notice that the person beside her who had been quiet for a long time had stood up. Akashi Seijuro walked up to her, bent slightly, put one hand behind his back, and stretched out the other hand in front of her eyes: "Miss Xiyuanji, can you please?" Do you do a dance?"

Donghua was stunned for a moment, and from the corner of her eye, she caught the scrutinizing eyes gathered around - the young lady of the Xiyuanji family and the young master of the Akashi family, the two together must be an eye-catching combination.

She had put Akashi out of the options just now, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to invite her to dance at this time, but she quickly recovered, and even raised the curve of her lips in a panic, and she gave her hand to his. In the palm: "My honor."

The next piece of music played, and they walked onto the dance floor with the music. Donghua felt the young man's dry and warm left hand gently clinging to her right hand. Her dress today was a little backless, so when Akashi's right hand hugged her, she was still weak. There was a layer of space between them, Donghua felt it, and thanked him in a low voice in the gap between footsteps.

The red-haired boy pursed his lips and shook his head, raised his left arm to let her turn around, Donghua suddenly smelled a clear fragrance of grass and trees, and the dull throbbing pain in his temple and the feeling of vomiting were immediately soothed a lot , It's just that the fragrance is far and near, of course Donghua knows that it is the smell of Akashi's body, but she knows how to measure, and after the freeze-frame movement, she gently broke away from his hand, took two steps back, and turned to bend over to him: "Thank you, Akashi-san."

Akashi Seijuro walked to the sidelines with her: "You're welcome."

Mrs. Xiyuan Temple naturally also saw the dance of the two of them, but Donghua behaved in accordance with etiquette, so she only applauded along with the crowd.Donghua noticed that her mother was sitting at the long table, so she turned her head and nodded to Akashi: "Akashi-san, I'm going to mother's side, and I won't be with you from now on."

"Please take care of yourself."

Dong Hua was applauded and welcomed by the noble ladies all the way. When she walked to her mother, her thin and tender earlobes were already stained with pink.Mrs. Xiyuansi glanced at her, and said without beginning and end: "Not bad."

Donghua has never taken her parents' words seriously since she was in elementary school, and she has never taken her praises or criticisms seriously, but this time she naturally didn't take them seriously, and nodded perfunctorily.

The girl took a small piece of macaron from the dessert tower, and casually looked in the direction Akashi left, only half of his back could be seen, and he probably went to greet his companions.Donghua took a small bite of the macaron and thought, "Akashi-san, you are such a good person—why didn't you pay attention in Teiguang before?"

The author has something to say:

Enthusiastic citizen Mr. Akashi

My bloody true colors are gradually revealed again, the eldest lady, the young master or something [cover your face]