Baby you've been counted

Han Beier took a look at Ren Qingcheng, as if so far, she had no better way to get out except to obey Ren Qingcheng's mercy

"Okay! I'll just trust you once! Where do you want to take me?" Han Belle stood up and asked

"You'll know when you go!" Ren Qingcheng's face was full of mystery.

Ren Qingcheng led the way, and Han Beier followed closely behind him, following him through a long tunnel

The walls and ceiling of the tunnel are also beautifully decorated, not inferior to the top entertainment venues that Han Beier has ever been to.

Han Beier looked around curiously, feeling that the road under her feet was getting lower and lower, as if she was walking deeper

After walking for a long distance, Ren Qingcheng pushed open a door, and Han Beier felt like the scene in "The Chronicles of Narnia", there was a hole in the door!

In front of Han Bei'er's eyes is a magnificent palace, the palace is brightly lit and full of voices

Countless crowds of people are cheering around a high platform

Han Beier looked around curiously, but she was too far away, she couldn't see clearly what was in the middle of the round platform that made so many people excited, screaming and shouting

Ren Qingcheng walked in with Han Beier, and Han Beier felt as if she had entered another world

A mysterious, strange world that made her feel extremely novel

All the people in the palace were jumping and screaming around the round platform, with their backs turned to them, no one noticed their arrival, only the two rows of waiters standing by the door, bowed at ninety degrees, as a gesture of invitation

Ren Qingcheng chose a mask from a row of display cabinets on the right side of the door, put it on his face, and pointed to the other masks, "Belle! You choose one too, this is the rule here"

Han Beier casually took a peacock-shaped mask and put it on her face, and asked Ren Qingcheng, "Is it a masquerade?"

Ren Qingcheng still smiled mysteriously, "You will know in a while!"

Ren Qingcheng put his arms around Han Beier's shoulders, trying to lead her forward, but Han Beier knocked her off, and gave him a hard look

Ren Qingcheng smiled indifferently, "Bei Er! Don't regret it! I'm afraid you will beg me to protect you after a while!"

"Bah! Good idea!" Han Beier spat at Ren Qingcheng, ignored him, and walked forward by herself

Walking to the periphery of the crowd, the situation on the round platform was clearly visible, and Han Beier was stunned by the scene on the stage!

In the middle of the round platform was neither a singer nor a dancer, not even a woman at all!

But a man!

A shirtless man hanging in mid-air!