Chapter 34: Take off his mask

Mr. Bo?
Luo Zheng stepped in, and the name "thin" was not too common.
In an instant, she thought of Bo Hancheng.
Bo Hancheng, her bodyguard lord, can give birth to a little joy just by thinking of his name.
It is a pity that he cannot be reunited with him earlier.
I really want to know what he would look like seven years ago!
Thinking about this, Luo Zheng did not look back, but intended to put down the glass and then leave here.
But at this moment, another voice sounded, with an old smile: "Han City, my granddaughter rarely invites you, why don't you dance and go?"
"Snapped--"
At the next moment, Luo Zheng's palm trembles, and the wine glass falls to the ground, making a clear sound.
The red liquor spreads and flows on the ground, like a blooming enchanting flower.
For a time, some people noticed and looked at her strangely.
Luo Zheng didn't have time to pay attention to the others, just because his mind was blank, as if something was blooming, his heart was beating randomly, and he would jump out of his chest.
Hancheng ... Hancheng ... Hancheng ...
The last name is Bo, the cold city, the cold city!
Without hesitation, she turned around in a panic, looked up at the stage, and walked slowly down the stairs beside Luo Tingxue, slowly walking down a man with a noble breath all over her body, wearing a mysterious mask on her face, which was dangerous, deep and difficult Measurement.
It's him--
With only one glance, Luo Zheng recognized him as the man he met before!
Grandpa called him "Han City", even if the person has the same name, but the unique feeling given will definitely not deceive people ... At this moment, Luo Zheng completely stops thinking, can't listen to any words, can't see anything, and has a full body and mind Let him fill up.
So, the girl struck the bright red dress, and in the shock of everyone, quickly passed through the crowd, aimed at the position of the man, and ran up the steps step by step.
"Mr. Bo, I listened to my grandpa saying that you are going to work at Beijing University and still teach art! It just happens that I have an art major and I am fortunate to be your student. Teacher Bo, in Beijing University in the future, I hope you can teach me a lot--"
Luo listened to Xue and smiled politely, slowly reaching out.
Because her heart was tied to the man, she didn't see Luo Zheng rushing towards the stage.
While in the audience, there is a heated discussion:
"Who is she? Why did you come to power at this time, understand the rules!"
"That is to say! This is Princess Luo's birthday, what is she crazy about!"
"Make her crazy, grabbing the limelight and being so anxious, will definitely be kicked out of the prom!"
...
Looking at Luo Zheng rushing to the stage, everyone showed various eyes, disdain, disdain, ridicule.
As for Bo Hancheng, when he heard the discussion, he glanced at Luo Zheng with a light glance like the abyss.
Luo Tingxue followed his gaze and immediately raised her eyebrows. Who is this girl? What do you want to do on stage? !
"This lady, the ball will start right away. Just wait below, you don't need to come up."
No matter how displeased, Luo Tingxue still keeps upbringing, polite reminder.
However, Luo Zheng turned a deaf ear and continued to run up the stairs and finally stopped in front of Bo Hancheng.
She was wearing a fox mask and her eyes were filled with mist, like a sky full of stars ... Because she ran too fast, her mouth gasped slightly, her pink lips closed together, exuding silent temptation.
Look again, a red dress reflects the snow-white skin, even across the mask, it is amazing.
Undoubtedly, she is a stunner.
Ignoring everyone, Luo Zheng looked up at Bo Hancheng, and at the same time reached out slowly to cover his mask.
The purpose of her move was obviously to take off his mask.
Originally, Bo Hancheng should step back and avoid, he could not tolerate the touch of strangers.
Just inadvertently, he saw her arm wrapped with white gauze, apparently because of injury.
No wonder it feels familiar.
It turned out to be her, interesting little thing—