roccoschili Chapter 274 Dinner
Chapter 274 Dinner
Chapter 274 Dinner
Chapter 274 Dinner
Golden Hour Farnia Road, this is a sky-high road leading directly to the CBD section, with iron-gray glass curtain walls of skyscrapers on both sides, and overhead ball cage tracks extending in all directions.
These buildings were built in the sailing era of Dreamland, and are products of the same era as the metal tracks that lead directly to the twelve Dreamlands. Although they are old, the limestone on the surface is still intact, and each black glass curtain wall is glowing.
After the heavy rain washed away the entire city the day before, it gave people the illusion that the air was exceptionally fresh. The sun shone in from the gaps between the high-rise buildings. Security personnel from the hound family stood on both sides of the long and slender streets, and there was a hint of coolness in the wind. .
At the end of the road stands a huge circular building, with no windows on the towering walls, which are entirely pure white veined marble walls.
There are no street lights near the building. Only the golden lotus flowers hanging dozens of meters in the air glow with a warm yellow light. The huge billboards on the skyscraper curtain walls are like light sources, completely lighting up the city.
Pinocchio Opera House.
In the era when pop music was popular, the opera house was completely labeled as one of the aristocratic interests. It seemed that except for those aristocrats, no one was willing to sit in the opera house and enjoy music while waving money.
People often evaluate the opera house as a place where nobles show their taste. It is an old-era building that is completely incompatible with popular music. The opera house belongs to the glory of a long, long time ago.
Today's young people can go to movie theaters or the largest shopping malls for dates. To listen to music, they can buy a CD or purchase a membership on the software to listen to whatever they want. The elimination of opera houses is inevitable.
There are no hot rock songs in the opera house, and there is no two-dimensional music filled with house style. Only those elegant music can attract the attention of the opera house.
But in Pinoconi, the opera house is completely like a public entertainment project, especially today, as if the opera house has been suddenly pulled back to its most glorious era.
Various high-end cars parked at the door one after another, and the ball cage carrying guests overhead also slowly stopped. The luxury cars almost jumped out one after another, with red taillights flashing in turn, far away. It looks like a long and thin river.
The heavy car door opened, and the girls with gorgeous skirts like March begonias chuckled and stepped on the red carpet and entered the opera house. The men in black tuxedos or night dresses held the hands of their female companions, implicit yet proud. Smile and walk on the red carpet.
The black limousine slowly stopped in front of the Opera House. The receptionist from the Iris family walked down the steps and accepted the two exquisite invitations handed out through the car window.
"Mrs. Jingliu, Miss Bai Heng." The waiter from the Iris family bowed slightly to show respect for the guests invited to the banquet.
The driver got out of the car, with his back straight and the badge of the hound family on his black suit. He walked around to the back of the car and respectfully opened the back seat door.
The guests coming and going around stopped and cast a surprised look. They were all curious about how noble it was for a member of the hound family to be willing to be a driver and ride a horse.
Judging from the names, it seems that the people coming here are a mother and daughter, but I don't know where the husband of Mrs. Jingliu is a hero or a business tycoon.
As the sword and shield of Pinocchio, the Hound family seldom dispatches personnel to provide special protection to certain people, let alone let them work part-time as drivers. However, among the guests invited today, there is actually a Hound family member. The person who acts as the driver is also considered the only one.
The driver opened the rear door and stretched out the girl's calf. The calf lines were slender and beautiful, and her complexion was fair and dazzling. But then everyone had a look of surprise on their faces. It was not a strapless and backless dress. Not a floor-length gorgeous gown.
The two guests walked side by side on the red carpet, looking in all directions, like a condescending queen scanning everything.
It's not a dinner dress or long skirt, but a robe that looks like a battle armor, and one of them even has a sword hanging on his waist.
It seems that they are not here to attend the dinner, but to cause trouble. They may pull out their swords and bully them in the next second, saying coldly, "It is an honor for you to die by my sword." "
The waiter from the Iris family lowered his head and bowed slightly, walking in front of the red carpet to guide the way. Jingliu and Bai Heng followed the waiter on the red carpet and walked through the passage between light and darkness, staggering their positions and whispering something.
"They are looking down upon others!" Bai Heng muttered unwillingly.
"Ok?"
"Why are you Mrs. Jingliu and I am Miss Bai Heng?" Bai Heng muttered nonstop, "Is this the so-called temperament of a wife? I can be considered a half-married fox, right? You shouldn't call me Mrs. Bai Heng?"
"A person who has disappeared for so many years suddenly appears and says that he is a married fox, and she is still married to him. Do you think it will be credible?" Jingliu said softly.
"But we already live together! He even hugged me, isn't this also okay?"
"What an innocent fox. Bai Lu also slept with him on the same bed. Do you want to call her sister?"
The smell of perfume lingered in the air. Several different scents of perfume were mixed together. The smell was indescribable and made people frown.
They walked out of the passage between light and dark, and were suddenly exposed to an open space, as if there was golden light in all directions.
The waiter bowed again to express respect and left. The panoramic view of the opera house hall was spread out in front of Jingliu and Bai Heng. The air of luxury hit their faces. The surrounding pillars were inlaid with various gems and painted in luxurious gold.
Giant crystal chandeliers hung one after another on the dome-shaped ceiling, and the walls, which were reflected in warm sunlight by the lights, were engraved with musical note-like patterns.
The invited guests all seemed to know each other and gathered together in small groups. Waiters from the Iris family stood in every corner of the hall holding trays with goblets filled with red wine and whiskey on silver trays.
"I know, of course I know." Bai Heng sighed faintly, "But I feel very frustrated. Being caught first by a junior other than Xianzhou, telling the truth will really bring shame to the fox tribe."
"According to unofficial records, our predecessors of the fox tribe can make the monarch of a country so fascinated that he is willing to make fun of the princes!"
Jingliu didn't say anything. He raised his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. The time was five forty-seven in the afternoon. There were still thirteen minutes before the dinner started, but the hall was packed with people early. It seemed that everyone All arrived early.
Every invited guest was wearing a gorgeous dress, and even small accessories like pendants on the chest were carefully selected. It was not a matter of piling up brands, but the taste in dressing.
People like Jingliu and Bai Heng are almost the only ones who attend in casual clothes. Everyone who attends a banquet of this level will want to dress more glamorously, especially those noble ladies who want to stand out from the crowd and stand out. I want those young men or princes to kneel down under my pomegranate skirt.
If it were placed in Dragon King City Story, Jingliu and Bai Heng could not even step through the door of the opera house. The waiter outside the door would stop them and say kindly that they will not be entertained if they are disheveled. If they were more presumptuous, it would probably be a mocking expression. Where did this country bumpkin come from?
But this is a dinner party held by the Iris family, and those mindless plots can only happen in the story of the Dragon King.
During the dinner, even if a beggar wants to come in to eat and drink, he will just be stopped. The waiter will gently give him some food or money and take him away, instead of kicking him over and constantly spraying beggars from his mouth. Genealogy.
There were businessmen or travelers in the crowd who had visited Xianzhou, and they couldn't help but feel quite familiar with Jingliu and Bai Heng's outfits.
It was as if I had heard or witnessed it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for the moment. I just felt like my mind was buzzing, as if it was something very important.
"They...were they stunned by my beauty?" Bai Heng touched his chin, feeling the gazes gathering from all directions, his tail swayed from side to side unconsciously, scanning Jingliu's skirt rhythmically.
"Should I praise you, or should I hit you?" Jingliu took a glass of red wine from the passing waiter's tray and took a sip, "The longer you stay with someone, the more shameless you become. It’s getting thicker.”
"Thank you for the compliment. This is what we call husband and wife." Bai Heng scratched his head and smiled.
Jingliu sipped the red wine and was too lazy to answer Bai Heng's words. He clearly thought Bai Heng was cute before and was an innocent fox who blushed whenever he was teased. But now it seems that he has been led astray by someone, including not only Jiang Fan, but also It’s all thanks to that trash little ghost star.
"Two beautiful ladies, is this your first time attending the Harmony Ceremony?" A deep and cold voice came from the side.
Jingliu drank the wine calmly, without even looking back, but Bai Heng's eyes suddenly lit up, he glanced at the tail of Jingliu's skirt and his ears stood up unconsciously.
Jingliu lowered his eyes slightly and took in Bai Heng's expression. It was a precursor to Bai Heng's thoughts of teasing others. Every time she showed such an expression, it meant someone was going to suffer, or at least she would be embarrassed in public. At worst, it will bring disgrace.
Bai Heng is indeed an innocent little fox, but that is in terms of love and emotion. Compared with teasing people and his evil spirit, he is not inferior to Jiang Fan, or even worse.
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