Yi Mu was dressed in an 18th-century nobleman's outfit, and the flamboyant bow tie and overall color scheme did not diminish his good looks.
On the contrary, he completely toned down the overly ornate outfit.
His black hair turned white again, and with the crystal mask on, he looked like a little prince from afar.
Xiang Cong was dressed as a knight, with tall riding boots and a heavy sword, and his short hair was messy and unruly.
His slender figure successfully pulled off the leather outfit, perfectly showcasing his dashing style.
The two met outside the auditorium. Yi Mu had a pretty girl on his arm, and Xian Yanglan was standing next to him, trying to straighten her back.
Xian Yanglan stood next to Yi Mu and Xian Yangxin. Although she was beautiful, her demeanor was not presentable.
She saw Xiang Cong walking towards her from afar, and a look of joy appeared on her face, only to see him walk straight toward her side.
"Your Highness, you certainly have an extraordinary presence today. And who is this young lady?"
Although Xiang Cong was smiling, his eyes were sharp, slicing at Xian Yangxin.
Xian Yangxin is a guy with a brain that's thicker than a rope.
She felt a little shy when she saw that although Xiang Cong was looking at Yi Mu, he was glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
A handsome man's gaze is always pleasing to the eye, and being caught between two men is truly embarrassing.
"I am Yi Mu's fiancée, my name is Xian Yangxin, and you are?"
Yi Mu said with a blank expression, "He's the school's physical education teacher."
Xiang Cong grabbed Xian Yangxin's hand and gave him a gentlemanly kiss.
"My name isn't PE teacher."
"Xiang Cong, Deputy Director of the Special Inspection Department, nice to meet you, Miss Xian Yang."
As he said this, he glanced at Yimu, his tone tinged with resentment.
Yi Mu pretended not to understand the meaning behind his words; Xiang Cong had been acting increasingly strangely lately.
If Yi Mu hadn't gleaned from the script that Xiang Cong was a half-human, half-werewolf, he would have suspected that Xiang Cong was a vampire.
Several times, when he looked up, he would find that Xiang Cong's eyes were filled with hunger as he looked at him.
When Xian Yangxin heard about his second identity, the heat in his eyes lessened considerably.
Her family is one of the oldest living vampire families, and the patriarch despises the so-called civilian oversight agencies.
Every time it's mentioned, he looks disgusted.
The four entered the hall, and thanks to their outstanding looks, they became the center of attention as soon as they appeared.
Xian Yangxin took over Yi Mu's first dance; she was Yi Mu's fiancée, so there was nothing wrong with that.
Imur's second dance became the object of eager competition among all those who admired him.
Xiang Cong stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching the little brat embrace the girl in his arms and dance gracefully on the dance floor.
The romantic music of the waltz, the rhythmic beat, and the smug smile on the girl's face.
All of these factors combined to create annoyance, and Xiang Cong reached for his trouser pocket.
I was in a rush when I left and forgot to bring my cigarettes. So annoying.
Xian Yangxin had saved face enough, and after jumping until he was drenched in sweat, he finally let Yi Mu go.
Yi Mu politely declined the invitations from his other classmates.
He suspected that if he took another step with someone else, Xiang Cong's gaze would be enough to slowly torture him to death.
Yi Mu walked over to Xiang Cong's side and saw his embarrassed expression as he frantically rubbed his chin, knowing that he definitely didn't have any cigarettes on him.
That's how old smokers are; Yi Mu pulled a beautifully decorated cigarette case out of his pocket.
He can't smoke cigarettes that are too strong; chocolate and menthol cigarettes have a milder flavor.
But since only women smoke these two types of cigarettes, he was afraid of being seen and gossiped about, so he changed the packaging.
Yi Mu took out most of his cigarette, and Xiang Cong saw him too.
Xian Yanglan suddenly walked over, her face showing signs of rest, and mustered up great courage to invite Xiang Cong: "Teacher Xiang, may I invite you to dance?"
Yi Mu quickly shoved the cigarette pack back into his pocket, acting as if nothing had happened.
But Xiang Cong had already seen the flashy mahogany cigarette case inlaid with gold.
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