On the side of the dance floor, a young girl with black hair hanging down like clouds was swaying in her Crimson long dress as she looked forward.
Her face was so hot, burning red.
Her originally delicate and beautiful eyebrows were now dazzled by the Crimson.
Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, and her bright eyes were filled with tears. Her red lips were even more tender and alluring.
Compared to when she first entered, she was less delicate and cute, but more enchanting and mature.
Looking over, the little one who had become more beautiful really looked like the woman who had been carried away by young master Bo just now.
Everyone subconsciously held their breaths, as if they were afraid of disturbing her.
Even Duan yuanxun could not help but look fascinated.
As for the young girl standing by the dance floor, at this moment, she felt as if there was a raging flame burning in her heart.
