National School Prince Is A Girl

Two minutes.

A minute and a half.

One minute.

30 seconds.

When Feng Yi took over the microphone in the host's hand.

The music stopped abruptly.

Everyone stopped the dance and looked in the direction of Feng Yi.

The light of excitement was beating in his eyes.

"Twenty-five seconds away, it's New Year's Eve, the lights are off at zero, are everyone ready?" Feng Yi is after all a long time in the circle, even if the mood is intricate, his smile Still very personable, like a successful person.

"Ready!"

Neat and unified answer!

Even COCO, who is not dancing next to him, held a big white rabbit and joined in the fun.

He had already thought about it, if he had no one to kiss, he would kiss his own rabbit.

The hardest part is Lin Feng. This year, he did n’t have to be a girl, and he could invite someone to dance. When he arrived at zero, he found that he was in the spade all the way. This guy, is it impossible for him to kiss the tiger?

Some fans noticed his eyes, and Yunhu also bowed his head.

Instantly I felt pink bubbles everywhere.

Bo Jiu and Xue Yaoyao didn't know what happened, so they exchanged glances across the crowd.

Fortunately for Bo Jiu, the god at least let go of her waist, so that she could empty her hands and take the third photo with her mobile phone.

"ten."

Feng Yi held the microphone, and his eyes bright began to count down.

Soon people followed.

"nine."

"Eight."

"Seven……"

Bo Jiu also participated in the collective New Year's Eve during the fifth session.

That atmosphere is different from your own New Year.

Everyone seems happy.

If one person's happiness is shared with another person, it will become two happiness.

So many people's happiness will spread a kind of excitement.

So Bo Jiu didn't realize what was wrong with it.

Until the countdown to four, Feng Yi suddenly said: "Everyone pay attention not to kiss the wrong person."

Kiss the wrong person?

What do you mean?

Bo Jiu noticed something, and raised his eyebrows.

Wu Zhen's face over there was instantly white, and he whispered to Han Susu next to him: "What does it mean that Feng Yi didn't kiss the wrong person?"

"When the lights turn off at zero, everyone who dances must kiss his partner." Han Susu looked at Wu Zhen's expression: "This seems to be the way the emperor's party has always played."

Kiss your partner?

Wu Zhen was annoyed: "Why don't you tell me such an important thing!"

"Sister Wu, you can rest assured that Brother Qin never participated in this game, he will come back after the countdown." Han Susu is not the first time to participate, and he understands the process of previous years.

Not only did she think so, all the players also thought so.

So nobody cares about Qin Mo here.

Only after Bo Jiu heard the news, the intuition will be withdrawn.

It's still late.

She just walked long legs.

The "0" word in Feng Yi's mouth suddenly fell.

Bo Jiu only felt his wrist was dragged back.

The lights went out instantly, replaced with countless candles, and fell into the wooden window mixed with starlight.

The swaying candlelight is looming, slowly swinging circle by circle, like the pulse of a person.

"Brother Mo, is ..."

I haven't finished Bo Jiu's word yet.

People saw that the tall, sturdy man, who was tall and handsome, lowered his head suddenly!