The O that wants to mark the A

At that time, Luo Can sat absent-mindedly in a booth by the dance floor to rest after dancing with the few daughters her father had appointed to maintain a good relationship.

He taught Si Xia to dance waltz and tango for a while before, and he wanted to ask Si Xia to dance a few at the dance, but the smashing of the stage lights ruined everything.

Thinking of Sixia's leg injury, he lost the interest in having fun, and forced a smile to order a cup of PussyFoot.

Unexpectedly, just after taking a sip of the wine, a girl in a long black dance dress with slightly curly hair appeared at the table and extended her hand to him.

The girl wears a black gilt mask on her face, revealing only her eyes and mouth.The wine red lips are beautifully shaped, the jaw line is also very beautiful, the neck is slender, and the waist is straight, like an elegant and seductive black swan.

The other Alphas around her unanimously approached her: "Little cat, are you in such a hurry to find someone to dance with? The president is very tired tonight, do you want to dance with us?"

Hearing the words, Black Swan turned his face sideways, blinked his peridot-like eyes behind the mask, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes were full of arrogance, but he didn't speak.

Startled by those green eyes, Luo Can immediately took that white hand, and slowly led her towards the most inconspicuous corner by the dance floor.

Luo Can whispered: "Shouldn't you be recuperating in the ward, why did you come to the dance dressed like this?"

"Of course it's because the skirt won't squeeze the wound." There was a cold light in the eyes behind the mask, and the empty hand was put on his arm, and the bracelet studded with dozens of black diamonds was on his arm. Under the lights of the dance floor, it looked like a black stream, sparkling with sparkling light, and a faint smell of mocha penetrated Luo Chan's nose again, "Aren't you going to check and accept your teaching results?"

Knowing that dancing might hurt Sixia's wounds, but facing Sixia who said seductive words and was extremely beautifully dressed, he couldn't say a word of rejection.

After whispering a few words to the person playing the music, Luo Can finally led them into the dance floor.

There were quite a lot of people on the dance floor. Seeing the student president enter with a dance partner, everyone automatically gave up a space for them.

Luo Can smiled at the people around her, then embraced the slender waist tightly wrapped by the gown, and brought her face close to the other person, his forehead almost touching the mask: "Is the injury on your leg okay? "

"They pulled me into the dance floor, and you still ask these questions." Sixia followed his dance steps and slowly backed away, turning around, with a faint smile that seemed to be sarcasm or disdain on the corners of her lips, "I specially chose A slow music, should I thank you?"

"Why did you come here?"

"Heh." Si Xia sneered, "The president is really contradictory. He said that it was you who wanted to get closer to me. Now I take a step towards you, but you want to ask some boring words."

"I'm really concerned about your leg injury." Luo Can's lips rubbed against Si Xia's cheek nonchalantly, and her dance steps were smaller than usual, "Are you really not in pain?"

"It hurts, of course it hurts. High-heeled shoes also grind your feet, and every step you take is like being cut by a knife." Si Xia suddenly tightened her left hand and pinched his arm. "It's about ten times more painful than this."

After he finished speaking, he lifted the other party's right hand slightly, and Luo Can's sleeve naturally moved back half a point, revealing the light blue restraining bracelet.

"You said you would remember not to hurt me when you wear the bracelet, but I never got hurt when I was by your side." Sixia looked at the bracelet with a bit of resentment in her tone, "I'm not a mermaid princess. Dance with the prince in pain, sooner or later, I will beat you up and give you back all these injuries."

At that time, Luo Can didn't think that what Sixia said would come true, nor did she think that she would be tightly entangled with the other party. What was in her heart was only the distress for Sixia and a sense of satisfaction that she was valued. , so he coaxed softly in his ear: "Don't worry, I promise I won't let you hurt in the future."

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Si Xia turned her head, staring at him with green eyes behind the mask.

"If you don't believe me, why bother to dance with me?" Luo Can felt that she had the chance to win, she smiled brightly, and then coaxed him nicely, "Be good, I won't make you feel bad."

"I hate people telling me to be good, or judging me that I am good." The light in Zhou Sixia's eyes dimmed a little, and then suddenly brightened again, as if he had thought of some good idea, "Say, if I kiss you on the dance floor right now ,what happens?"

Luo Can was stunned when she heard this, and the hand on the opponent's back froze.

The public school has not yet reached the point where it can tolerate the students of the elementary department being marked in public. Of course, even if the public school can turn a blind eye to him, his father will not let him go.

Zhou Sixia stared into his eyes, raised her chin, stretched her fair neck, opened her mouth slightly, and leaned towards Luo Can.

The red lips are like a black magic rose placed in the ice and snow, spreading its petals and gradually approaching Luo Can, without stopping.Just when there was only a thin line between her lips, Luo Can suddenly changed her dance steps, causing the person in her arms to stagger away from her.

Then, Si Xia laughed out loud.

"Look, I'm not under your control." Zhou Sixia quickly suppressed her smile, and kept dancing with Luo Can as if she was away from her, without any gesture of kissing again.

Luo Can understood - he was playing tricks on himself on purpose.If he really did what he said, his mask would be forcibly removed before leaving the door of the banquet hall.

It's really a rose with teeth and claws, and it's a murderer because of its beauty.

But Luo Can couldn't get angry.Because Zhou Sixia's smile is really good-looking, with a charm that doesn't match that of a young girl, she is extremely beautiful.

Although half of the smile was covered by the mask.

Although this smile is only for a short moment.

But it is the real PussyFoot, with soft cat claws with sharp nails, scratching Luo Chan's heart gently and softly, as sweet as if a cannon made of roses hit the heart.

Even if I recall it now, it is still the sweetness that cannot be melted away from the bitterness.

"Mr. Luo, your gift."

Luo Can's thoughts were pulled back to the banquet hall where the voices of the waiters were coming and going.He turned his head to look at a square and flat goose-yellow gift box in the waiter's hand, but did not take it immediately: "Who gave it to you?"

"It's a gentleman sitting in the booth on the east side. He claims to be the owner of the Cherry Pavilion, but he didn't disclose his name. He said that you will know it after seeing the painting... Oh, and he also said that you are invited to taste it alone."

Luo Can didn't pay much attention, and asked the waiter to deliver the things to the Luo's driver's car, and stayed in the banquet hall for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.

On the way back to school, he called his father to report the results of today's sniffing, and when he was about to finish speaking, he remembered that someone gave a painting today, so he took off the strap on the gift box while talking on the phone. Thinking about seeing it first, if the painting itself is in good condition, I will take it back to have a professional appraise it, and if it is of high value, I will give it to my father.

When he opened the box, he remembered what the waiter had conveyed, and suddenly felt that the giver of the painting was very mysterious—shouldn't ordinary people present gifts with their own hands?Even if he was too busy to get away and send someone to see him off, there was no reason to hide his name.And the other party was obviously an unfamiliar face, because the waiter didn't recognize the other party either.

For a moment, he suspected that what the other party gave was a bomb or a contraband, but then he thought about it and felt that his idea was absurd—not to mention how light the gift box is, but this capacity can't hold anything other than paintings.

Slowly opened the box cover amid doubts, and the first thing that caught the eye was a plastic picture frame with the back facing up.He pressed the picture frame with one hand, turned the box upside down and took it off, just now he saw the picture clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, his body seemed to have been electrified, numb from head to toe, and his hairs stood on end.

"Hello? Why didn't you talk all of a sudden?" Luo Yinchuan urged when he heard him suddenly silence on the other end of the phone.

Luo Can stuffed the painting back as it was, covered the microphone and said to the driver, "Turn around!"

[The author has something to say: It is different from the original chapter with the same name and has been changed. 】