Chapter 550 Wipe Your Drool

The voice of Hu Xuerou's words was neither too loud nor too soft, a volume that could easily be heard by others.

But at this moment, no one listened to what she had to say.

It's just because everyone who saw it in the audience couldn't help but let out a voice of amazement, which attracted people who were focused on their mobile phones and couldn't help but look up.

The man on the big screen, just a pair of straight long legs, made people watch for a long time.

Then, he moved up and continued to look.

The moment I saw the face, my eyes lit up, and after I saw who it was, it turned into emotion and pity.

But that didn't stop the crowd from continuing to watch intently until they walked the entire red carpet, conducted an ultra-short interview, and then quickly walked into the infield.

Just then, everyone immediately retracted their gazes in a concealed manner, what should they do, and never look around.

Hu Xuerou looked at the man who glanced at him lightly, then moved away quickly, and sat down again to shake Nanyue's hand.

"Sister, this is not only the best among humans, but also the best among demons... Look, when do you get tired of it, tell me?"

Nan Yue looked at her expressionlessly, and there was a vague pressure in the air: "Wipe your drool."

"Ah?" Hu Xuerou subconsciously raised her hand to touch her mouth, but she only touched her own smooth skin without any water stains.

Immediately, Nan Yue sneered: "Go back and sit down."

"..." It's terrible, it seems that I still can't talk nonsense, or I will be scared out of something, and it will be over.

Hu Xuerou immediately faltered, obediently held up the hem of her skirt, and stooped to the back seat.

As soon as she left, Nan Yue once again looked at the man who was standing upright and watching Wei Jun talking to the staff indifferently.

What he is wearing today is not too special, a very common black forbidden, slim-fitting long coat, black trousers, lining his whole body is very slender and straight.

The focus is on his makeup and hair today, which is completely different from the past.

What's more, it even came with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He vividly reflected his indifferent temperament, coupled with his makeup, at first glance, it made people feel that he was the kind of enchanting and gentle scum that often appeared in novels.

If he plays a big villain, the audience will definitely fall in love with him.

This kind of Sheng Jingheng was truly unprecedented.

Thinking that he did this specially, not entirely to attend the party, but maybe more, to meet her after the end.

Nan Yue couldn't sit still anymore, and wished that the party would end here and the show would end.

But he was very clear in his heart that the party had just begun, the red carpet hadn't finished yet, and there were still two hours of the party.

Just as she was thinking, the man suddenly turned his gaze and looked straight at her.

Nan Yue couldn't look away for a while, after being caught by him like this, it was too late, so he simply looked at him openly.

The two just looked at each other across the crowd. After a while, a smile flashed in Sheng Jingheng's eyes, and then he walked towards her.

Sheng Jingheng walked to Nan Yue's side and took a seat. On the other side, Wei Jun and the staff member didn't say anything more, but dispersed separately. Presumably, they had no objection to where he was sitting.

Smelling him, the familiar breath was mixed with a faint fragrance.

South Vietnam is beginning to subconsciously distinguish which fragrance comes from what.

"What are you thinking?"

A deep male voice rang in his ears, and Nan Yue suddenly came back to his senses, and then shook his head.

Sheng Jingheng didn't believe it: "Then why didn't you call me?"