A drunkard?
Shen Ze was hugged too tightly, and when he struggled to move, he felt it was even tighter.
"Let me go! You bastard!!"
A familiar voice. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a figure in the crowd.
It was a feeling, his sixth sense that he had developed while secretly observing Azawa over the years he grew up.
From the moment he saw that figure, he kept staring at that person in the crowd until he came to the bathroom.
Shen Ze raised his foot and kicked the person in front of him hard, trying to break free from his restraints and embrace.
"Let our young master go!!"
Four bodyguards came up the stairs and rushed over when they saw the strange man hugging their handsome young master.
During the struggle, the mask on Ji Hanjun's face fell off, revealing his entire face.
That extremely aggressive face broke into the eyes, with long eyebrows slightly raised, handsome features, and deep gloom in the eyebrows and eyes.
Like the wild and untamable.
Shen Ze was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had seen it in the newspaper.
Ji Hanjun was suppressed, the person in his arms disappeared, and his eyes were filled with violence, but he immediately suppressed it the moment his eyes met Shen Ze's.
"Azawa."
A slap landed upon the face.
Ji Hanjun was hit on the side of the face, and the violence in his eyes completely dissipated, replaced by excitement and deep fascination.
That's it.
His Azawa is back.
The person in front of me was wearing a mask, so I couldn't see his entire face, but I could see his beautiful, rippling eyes and bad temper.
This is his Azawa.
He would never mistake his lover, not even if it was just her back.
Shen Ze shook his hands, and with the bodyguards around, his bad temper immediately came up.
He walked forward and looked at the person in front of him with a savage tone.
"You think you can call me by my name? Call me Master."
The joy and excitement in my heart almost burst out, and my once cold heart beat violently again.
Shen Ze always felt that this person's eyes were so strange.
Wouldn't a normal person be angry and annoyed when being beaten? Why was this person so happy?
The crazy and sticky eyes seemed to be glued to him.
It made him quite unhappy.
Is this person a pervert?
"Don't look at me like that, or I'll dig out your eyes."
The young master's voice was vicious and threatening, and his whole body exuded the pampered spirit of a spoiled child.
To others, these words might be vicious, but to Ji Hanjun, they have no lethal power.
cute.
I want to hug you tightly.
"Master is so cute when he's angry."
A hoarse and low voice reached his ears, and Shen Ze's ears suddenly turned red. This person actually said that he was cute.
What a pervert.
Chen Ze was a little angry and didn't want to stay with this pervert, which made him feel weird.
An indescribable sense of familiarity.
"You pervert, I won't bother with you at my sister's banquet today. If I catch you being a hooligan again, I'll break your hands."
And a mouth.
He's not cute.
Shen Ze waved and left, and the bodyguards followed Shen Ze obediently, even turning back to glare at Ji Hanjun.
Back in the banquet hall, Shen Ze blended into the crowd again.
In the crowd, he saw his sister hugging one person in her left hand and another in her right hand.
"Qiqi."
When Shen Qiqi heard the voice, she hurriedly let go of her beautiful sister, ran over with a smile and hugged his arm.
"There are hooligans at the party. Be careful. Arrange a few more security guards and have the wine waiter tell the other girls to be careful."
"Hey brother, there are no hooligans here. The people here today are all from the upper class. Only invitations can enter."
Shen Ze looked around and saw no trace of the gangster, but he couldn't underestimate him.
The lights in the hall flickered, falling on the men and women dancing couples on the dance floor.
Shen Qiqi ran off to play again.
The bodyguards' mission is to protect the young master and young lady and to observe them in secret.
"Good evening, young masters and ladies. The game of choosing a partner for the masked ball has begun. Turn off the lights and find your destined partner in the darkness. Put on your masks, as this is the bond between fate and destiny."
The host stood in the middle of the dance floor, holding the microphone, looked at his watch and snapped his fingers.
The entire hall fell into darkness, and the crowd even began to riot.
"The game begins, everyone."
Shen Ze didn't like the dark, and he didn't even know there was such a game. He was a little scared of being deprived of his five senses.
"Exciting!! Wuhu!!"
"Handsome guys here, be careful not to get caught by my sister."
“Damn it, someone kicked me!!”
"Ahhhh, someone kissed me, I'm a man."
"Someone touched my butt! I'm a man too, can a grown man be more reserved?"
"Excuse me, I'm a woman, I touched it."
Feeling the crowd surging around him, Shen Ze stepped back. In the darkness, no one could see each other.
Suddenly, a big hand grabbed his wrist tightly, and the person standing behind him had a familiar and powerful aura.
"who?"
The person behind him didn't say anything, but let go of his wrist.
Are you gone?
Shen Ze thought so, but the next second the mask tied behind his head was untied from behind and fell off.
The moment the mask fell off, a strip-like object suddenly stretched out from behind and covered his eyes.
Before he could take the thing off his eyes, he felt dizzy and was lifted up.
"Why the hell are you carrying me?!"
"Who are you!!"
"You're looking for death! I'm going to break your hand!!"
There were too many noisy voices around, and Shen Ze's voice was drowned out by the crowd until he was led out of the hall.
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