My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

And those ladies/communities who are still on Yang Long's side, like the ugly ducklings, now lowered their eyes in inferiority.

And Mary lifted her arrogant neck like a proud white swan and walked past these ladies.

Diao walked in front of Yang Long, Yingying fell back, gave a salute, and said apologetically: "Mr. Yang, sorry, I'm late!"

Immediately, he reached out with a smile and gave an invitation.

"I wonder if Mary has the honor to be your female companion tonight, dancing with you?"

"My God! Miss Christine took the initiative to send an invitation to Mr. Yang!"

"Gosh! My goddess is inviting other men!

"Oh no! My goddess!"

"I don't know if Mr. Yang will agree or refuse?"

"You must refuse! You must refuse! Certainly...

The eyes of the men present looked at them in full glance, and many men saw that this scene had broken their hearts.

Yang Long raised a slight subtle arc in the corner of his mouth, and got up from the sofa.

Immediately, just like the most perfect aristocrat, the most elegant gentleman, he lowered his body slightly, took Mary's palm, and shallowed the back of that hand.

"It's my pleasure to be invited by Miss Mary! With a magnetic voice and a man's charming smile,

It was like a warm charm, and it fell into Mary's heart.

The gleaming beauty of the water suddenly swelled with soft and sweet happiness.

The corner of the mouth was filled with a beautiful smile, and he held the gentle palm of the man tightly, and the gentle, natural and detached man slowed her down.

Slowly bring to the dance floor.

At the banquet, the melodious piano sounds lingered.

"Miss Christine turned out to be Mr. Yang's dance partner!

Such a beautiful lady missed me!"

"Casino Queen, Christine! I didn't expect this pearl of our rice country to be picked by Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang is really a blessing! I'm afraid there will be no more moving woman than Miss Christine tonight. At the banquet, the woman is also the face of a man.

Women's face, temperament, identity and status are higher, and men naturally have more face.

The natural beauty of the woman is inspiring, and the snow-white evening dress will bring Mary's figure and temperament to the fullest. Like the angel in myth, the men present are intoxicated.

Prostrate.

In the envy and heartbreaking voices of countless men and women, Yang Long and Mary led each other and stepped onto the dance floor.

The man Yushu was in the wind, and his white suit shone like a prince.

The woman's world-famous appearance, a snow-white dress, dazzling like a princess.

The moment they entered the dance floor, they undoubtedly became the focus of the audience, the center of the dance floor.

In the soft piano sound, Yang Long's left hand held Mary's right hand, and the right hand held her up. The white suit wobbled with a straight posture, and the white dress danced with the graceful waist. .

Slide, swap, turn right, turn naturally, every movement is so precise, so in sync.

The footsteps are dotted with elegant romance, and the skirt flutters and shakes the elves of the music.

The gorgeous dance capital instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Many men and women dancing on the dance floor couldn't help but gradually slow down and stop their dance steps, and handed the dance floor to the handsome man, Junyan.

On one side, he looked up and watched warmly.

Yang Long's dance steps are graceful, beautiful and precise, Mary's graceful grace, graceful and gorgeous, this is like a pair of graceful flying dances, so that everyone present can experience the wonderful visual enjoyment, without admiration and envy.

"Did you notice the tone and look of Miss Christine and Mr. Yang! Did they know each other before?"

Apart from marveling, an elite man wearing glasses analyzed and speculated.

"Not sure, maybe they know, after all, in that sniper battle,

A man next to him sighed enviously.

Suddenly, a voice burst into surprise.

"No, it's not like this, they know, they already knew!"

A man looking at the phone stood up and looked at Yang Long in the dance floor, shouting loudly.

"Mr. Yang, he, he is the world gambler who runs the Venetians!"

"The people in the picture at the door of the Venetian Hotel are Mr. Yang and Miss Christine!"

"Stop the gods!? Isn't that the world-renowned Chinese blocking the emperor dragon emperor?"

A man next to him shook his head in a trance, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes straight, and burst with a burst.

He grasped the scalp with both hands and stared at Yang Long, "Chinese

!? Dragon Emperor!? Yang Long!? Vomit to buy Ga!"

"Not just a financial arrogant, Mr. Yang is still a blockade wizard in the precious world! God! This is amazing.

Because Yang Long and Mary were in intimate contact, the identity of the blocking god suddenly burst out, and in the outfield of the dance floor, a storm broke out.

Everyone, with remarkable respect and shock, looked enviously at the man on the dance floor/yang who was very favored by God. Not all said that God would open a window for him when he closed a door!

Identity, temperament, appearance, wealth, finance, blocking technique, racing...

God didn't close the door for Yang Long, they didn't know, but God only opened a window for him!

I'm afraid I opened all the windows for him!

And in the middle/centre of the dance floor, the dance steps whirl and enjoyable.

Yang Long and Mary have been fully integrated into the music.

The mood of the music is sometimes quiet, sometimes agitated, sometimes brisk, and sometimes slow.

And their posture also changes with the melody, sometimes quiet like a virgin, sometimes like a relief, sometimes like a fire, sometimes like a mountain.

They are like a pair of pearls, playing musical spring.

Enjoying dancing, singing and dancing, relaxed.

The body and mind are free to jump, slide, spin, and fly in the music. When the music is about to come to an end, Mary, who is in the Yang Long Bad, tiptoes,

Like an elegant white swan, under the sway of Yang Long, it spun out gracefully.

And when the music is about to end, it is like a smart elf, as Yang Long's arms are recovered, and he quickly turns into Yang Long's bad.

At the moment when the music ended, Mary stopped spinning and poured into Yang Long's bad like a weak willow.

And Yang Long's strong arms steadily encased the warm jade that fell into the bad.

A romantic waltz ended successfully under the perfect interpretation of the two.

Wow!"

In the huge banquet hall, applause suddenly sounded like thunder.

All the guests present raised their palms and applauded gratitudely for this pair of perfect and natural pairs.

Thank them for bringing this perfect beauty.