[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

The venue this time was no different from the previous one, except that there were staggered cups of wine, fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, everyone was well-decorated, and they held wine glasses to talk about some seemingly elegant topics.

And after Donghua knew that this was a blind date meeting in disguise, she couldn't even raise her spirits.

Although her mother hated marriage, she had to put on a smiling and amiable mask to chat with other noble ladies. Donghua sat alone at the long dining table, lost in thought.

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?" the speaker said, sitting down beside her.

Donghua recognized the person's voice, looked sideways, and nodded to him: "Mr. Atobu, good evening."

"Ah, good evening." Wearing a well-tailored suit, Keigo Atobe raised one leg, and the suit trousers were pulled back a section, revealing his bone-shaped ankles wrapped in black socks, looking so extravagant .

"Did you come from Tokyo? It's hard——ah, thank you."

The boy with short blond hair handed her a glass of non-alcoholic champagne. Hearing this, he frowned, with a little impatience in his eyes: "There's nothing you can do on this occasion, right?"

"Well," Dong Hua took a sip of the light golden wine, nodded expressionlessly, "so come and hide by my side."

"..." Keigo Atobe twitched the corners of his mouth, and glanced at her sideways, "Don't say that I benefit from the reciprocity."

Dong Hua raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

After a while of silence, Atobe Keigo put his head on one hand, raised his eyes and asked her: "Do you have a partner? Let's pair up later?"

She didn't answer the first question, and asked softly without turning her head: "Don't you think my dance steps are not gorgeous?"

"I don't think so," Keigo Atobe replied seriously, "As far as the whole audience is concerned, you are the most gorgeous one."

Donghua straightened the braids that hung down to her shoulders, and shook her head with a half-smile: "Thank you for the compliment, but I have a partner."

"Who? Yuuji?" Atobe Keigo said, reflexively looking for the figure of Ninzu Yuuji.

"No." Before he found it, Donghua shook her head in denial, "It's Akashi Seijurou-kun."

"Akashi-kun?" Keigo Atobe was taken aback for a moment, and then understood again, "Ah, I forgot, you two are in the same school."

Donghua only found out yesterday that even though Akashi is currently participating in the national competition, he has to rush back to Kyoto to participate in this dance. He also knows the nature of this dance, so he called in advance.

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"Hello, is this Xiyuan Temple?"

"It's me, Akashi-kun, what's the matter?"

"Excuse me, it's tomorrow's dance party. I'll probably go a little later. If possible, can I ask Xiyuan Temple to be my dance partner?"

Dong Hua blinked, she didn't expect him to come back to participate, so she couldn't believe it: "...Okay, no problem."

"Well, thank you very much then."

Atobe Keigo fiddled with his bangs. Originally, his idea was to invite Xiyuanji Donghua. Not only would she have no other thoughts, but her behavior was in line with his aesthetics, but he didn't expect to be preempted by the appointment.

Dong Huahuan glanced at the venue, and saw all the reserved and fiery gazes of the famous ladies and daughters looking in this direction. Her eyes suddenly paused. She didn't know what she saw, and a smile appeared on her lips: "Mr. Atobu , are you looking for a dance partner who won't pester you?"

Atobe Keigo was inexplicably laughed at by her: "Yes."

The smile on Donghua's lips deepened, and she pointed to the door, Jingwu Atobe followed, but his brows furrowed immediately, and he turned to look at Donghua in disbelief: "Are you forcing me to say something that is not gorgeous? "

Beside the door, a figure in formal dress approached, and was passing the invitation card to the waiter for inspection. After the inspection was correct, the visitor turned around with the corner of his skirt, and saw Xiyuan Temple in the crowd almost at a glance. Dong Hua, she raised her hand excitedly to say hello: "Dong Huahua——"

The person who came was Suzuki Sonoko.

I don't know if it's because of a natural incompatibility or something, Suzuki Sonoko and Atobe Keigo will fight when they meet, although the family headquarters are in Tokyo, they don't have the false politeness of everyone's children, they only see each other sincerely. Eye.And the final outcome of the fight will only be Keigo Atobe sarcastically saying "not gorgeous" according to the mole of his tears, and Suzuki Sonoko recites the Greek myth of daffodils strangely.

Suzuki Sonoko strode to the long table with the hem of her skirt in her hand, but her eyes suddenly touched a certain golden head. The happy expression on her face lasted for two seconds, and then she withdrew instantly. Suzuki Sonoko rolled her eyes neatly: "No wonder This venue made me so uncomfortable."

Keigo Atobe raised the corner of his mouth and laughed, and picked up the champagne out of sight and out of mind.

Although Suzuki Sonoko didn't get along with him, she didn't have the habit of flirting regardless of the occasion. Seeing that Atobu didn't speak, she turned off the fire and sat on the other side of Donghua, chatting excitedly with her.

"Why did Yuanzi come to this kind of meeting?" Dong Hua tilted her head.

"Uncle, I must come," Suzuki Sonoko waved his hands, and changed into a shy girlish face, holding his heart, and said intoxicatedly, "But my heart will always belong to Lord Kidd!"

"Humph—" Keigo Atobe suddenly sneered.

Suzuki Sonoko's expression froze again, she drooped the corner of her mouth, and raised an eyebrow: "Why, what's your opinion, Master Atobe?"

Donghua is too familiar with this expression, usually this is the beginning of her temper with the eldest lady, Donghua quickly pressed her arm: "No, he has an itchy throat."

"I didn't—" Keigo Atobe had just uttered a half-voice before his arm was held down by Donghua.

The girl had a warning in her eyes: "You have."

Atobe Keigo:"……"

When the three of them were in an inexplicable stalemate, the young man's slightly transparent and clean voice sounded behind him, and the sound quality was so clear that it made people feel happy: "Everyone, good evening."

The three of them turned back together.

Donghua blinked: "Akashi-kun, good evening."

The red-haired boy who was called his name responded briefly. He was wearing the most classic black and white three-piece suit today. He was also meticulous, and no one could pick out any flaws. Since it was custom-made, the fabric of the suit fit him perfectly. The body curve, the proportion of the waist and legs are so good that people can't take their eyes off.

The two sitting on both sides of Fuyuka also had a temporary truce and said hello to Akashi.

Coincidentally, just after Akashi appeared at the venue, the orchestra set up a position on the sidelines, and the violinist tried to play a short melody to inform people that the performance was about to start.

The nobles who were originally scattered in the venue gathered slowly with wine glasses, applauding with their hands free.

The melodious music floated in the air again, and Akashi observed the girl's face from the corner of his eye. He took two steps forward, bent slightly, with one hand behind his back, and the other stretched out in front of her face: "It's an honor to invite you to dance Is it Miss Xiyuanji?"

Donghua was much more comfortable than last time, she stood up gracefully, and gently put her hand in the young man's slender palm: "My honor."

Even when she was attending the ball, she didn't wear any jewelry. She only had a beautiful and round pearl hanging on her chest. For a while, she couldn't tell who was whiter, her or the pearl.

Akashi Seijuro gently supported her waist with his right hand, and the fresh and sweet citrus fragrance from the girl's body seemed to float in front of his face. He lowered his head, and the rose-red skirt of winter flowers came into view. Feeling good for no reason.

"By the way——Akashi-kun danced just after he came back from Tokyo, will he be tired?" Donghua followed his footsteps, raised his head and asked softly.

"It's just a dance, it's nothing." Akashi replied with the same volume.

"Won't there be any delay in the match in Tokyo?" He always raised his head and spoke, his posture was too ambiguous, and his cervical spine couldn't stand it. Donghua lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the boy's neck—the throat was already obvious With the ups and downs, that place is worthy of the secondary sex characteristics of men, it is really sexy.He hasn't reached the stage of changing his voice yet.Donghua remembered his clear voice, and suddenly resisted the matter of "Akashi's voice change".

"Huh? No, I didn't intend to play at all." Akashi turned to the right and said the earth-shattering words lightly.

Dong Hua really looked up in shock: "Aren't you going to play?"

After all, it is a national competition. Although Luoshan has a strong lineup, other schools also have miraculous generations, and their strength should not be underestimated. However, Akashi does not plan to play. How confident is this...

The girl was already a little baby fat, but now she looked up at him with her eyes wide open, her chin was sharp and her cheeks were round, her long platinum hair was braided into a braid, she looked like some kind of small rodent in the forest cute.There were subtle waves in Akashi's eyes: "Yes, that's why I was able to get away and come back to the dance."

"Is that so?" Donghua said dully, she didn't know much about basketball, and she didn't ask too much.

The music was about to come to an end, Akashi cast a non-emotional look over there, and the left hand that was holding Donghua vainly increased his strength, and the delicate touch of his hand suddenly became real, but he didn't show any clues.Akashi exerted force with his arm, causing the girl's skirt to spin out a regular arc, the figure froze, and was pulled back again.

As soon as the dance was over, Donghua lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, and Akashi also bent down slightly, saluting everyone, and the applause immediately rang out in the arena.

"You two dance so well!"

Back at the dining table, Suzuki Sonoko raised his head and patted the table excitedly.

Akashi opened the seat for Donghua, and Donghua nodded to him sideways, and sat down with her skirt pulled back. She noticed the subtle atmosphere and expression between the two, and couldn't help joking: "We won't fight this time?"

Sonoko smiled at the corner of his mouth: "No, no more, Mr. Atobe said that he could help his tailor to customize a dress for me. Oh, I have never seen him so pleasing to the eye like now."

After all, Suzuki Sonoko didn't wait for anyone to answer, and changed the subject on his own: "Speaking of which, we came to Kyoto this time to participate in the dance, and after the end, three of us will go back to Tokyo, and one will go back to Kanagawa, and none of them are in Kyoto." , this is really..."

Later, Akashi Seijuro didn't hear it very clearly, only two keywords can be confirmed.

Kanagawa.

She also has to go back to Kanagawa.

Akashi Seijuro turned his head to look at Fuyuka.

The author has something to say:

For a head of a foreign association like Yuanzi, if he doesn't get along with the uncle, it can only be a matter of magnetic field, which can be called metaphysics

I chose the manga setting, so the uncle has short blonde hair