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Chapter 482

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Female, cross-dressing?

How could there be such a strange word?

Fu Jiu raised her eyebrows heavily, feeling that there was something wrong with her eyes. "Wrong draw, I'll draw again."

"What do you mean wrong draw, it's this one!" Lin Feng smiled widely. "Little Spade, you're so lucky. In the past, your brother was always the luckiest. This year, it's your turn."

What did he mean?

Was it really cross-dressing?

Fu Jiu's mouth froze. What kind of masquerade ball would require people to wear cross-dressing!

"My condolences." Lin Feng seemed to see himself in the past. He reached out his left hand and patted Fu Jiu's shoulder. "Child, you're still young. But think about it, how many men have the chance to wear cross-dressing, especially so openly? Be happy."

Fu Jiu looked sideways. "Master Lin."

"Go ahead!"

Fu Jiu chuckled. "When you're comforting me, can you keep your molars in first? It's too obvious that you're gloating!"

Lin Feng was still laughing, not caring about what Fu Jiu said.

After comforting her, he jumped over to the team members, and his handsome face was full of joy. "Guess, guess! What did Little Spade draw? "

Xue Yaoyao held her face, and her eyes were full of yearning. "Vampire aristocracy?"

With Highness Jiu's skin tone and silver hair, if she wore a 19th century Ying evening gown, she would definitely amaze everyone.

Feng Shang was also trying hard to think. "E, demon deacon?"

"No, neither." Lin Feng shook his finger. "Guess again!"

Yun Hu walked over at this time, and his voice was normal. "Seeing how happy you are, could it be that Little Spade drew the lot you drew last year?"

"Da Hu, you're so smart!" Lin Feng pointed at him and said in a loud voice, "That's right, it's that lucky draw, cross-dressing!"

Cross-dressing?!!!

In an instant.

Not only the old team members, but also Feng Shang and Yin Wuyao.

Both Feng Shang and Yin Wuyao looked in Fu Jiu's direction immediately.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but because he was too shocked, he did not even hold the cigarette in his mouth and dropped it on the ground.

There was not a single person who wasn't shocked.

Fu Jiu still wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she saw that the Almighty had just finished dealing with the company's matters and was standing in front of the door in a suit. His body was excessively slender, and he probably heard Lin Feng's words. He leaned against the wall, raised his eyebrows at Fu Jiu, and smiled faintly. "Crossdressing?"

Fu Jiu wanted to open her mouth again.

Lin Feng interrupted her decisively. "Little Spade, you don't have to say anything. You don't have to find excuses, like you're not feeling well, you have something to do tomorrow, or your stomach hurts. I used these excuses last year. Just accept your fate. Our brothers won't laugh at you."

Fu Jiu: … Can't you be more expressive when you say that?

However, this time, Lin Feng blocked all the ways she could use to escape. She had to think of a way to reject this alternative masquerade party.

But the Almighty didn't give the young man a chance. His gaze was indifferent. "Tomorrow, everyone must attend as requested. If you don't come, you'll have to bear the consequences.

"Captain is right. Attend as requested. Lin Feng patted Fu Jiu's shoulder again.

Fu Jiu finally experienced the feeling that the Almighty had when he wanted to throw someone out of the window.

Xue Yaoyao stood at the side, and her eyes were full of worry. Cross-dressing was really dangerous for Highness Jiu …

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