Four Hundred and Sixteenth Chivalry

Looking at the angry Harry in front of him, the corners of Ronan's mouth slightly raised, it was still too childish.

After being famous at a young age and living a smooth life, and gradually getting used to the attitude of being the only one who respects the moon, when encountering difficulties and setbacks, you will habitually crush them forcibly, but the real world is so cruel, not everyone can "" "Being crushed", after kicking the iron plate, they are at a loss, and their straightforward coping methods seem naive and naive.

Honestly, it feels like you're bullying a kid, a literal kid.

Now, Ronan only hoped that after being bullied, this "little friend" would not roll around in the street, so he also admitted that he couldn't handle it.

Harry stared at Ronan, and found that he was completely defeated, not because of his appearance or height, but because of his overall suppression of his aura. His elegant and easy-going temperament was full of upright and tenacious strength, like a man standing on a cliff. Green pine, bathed in wind and rain, grows wantonly towards the sun, faintly revealing a condescending attitude, from the physical height and shape to the spiritual smile in the eyes, forming a suppression.

From the inside out, from the inside out.

Harry couldn't even look into Ronan's eyes, because he could see a kind of suppression from the depths of his soul in those eyes, just like a child's feeling helpless when facing an adult, and his arms waved like a windmill, As a result, the adult only needs to hold his little head, and he can easily avoid all the attacks. The frustration and frustration can't be described in words, it's just... aggrieved.

Facing Ronan, perhaps his only pride is album sales and fan popularity, but under the absolute power of the five-seat gramophone tonight, he can't stretch his hands and feet, especially after the talk about the Grammys just now, and now it's evolving Be a mountain on your shoulders.

Almost out of breath.

"Cheer up! Cheer up!" Harry secretly cheered himself up. One Day King is just a dark horse that just turned out tonight, but One Direction has been in the industry for more than two years. In front of the King of Japan, he didn't need to be short of breath, let alone be afraid——

So what about phonograph trophies, but they are just a few trophies, can they make money or eat?

Cheer up!

Harry unconsciously straightened his back, and Teresa next to her frowned, because Harry suddenly exerted force with his right hand and pinched her waist, the pain broke out instantly, and Teresa couldn't help turning her head hard. He gave Harry a sharp look, but Harry was thinking of how to fight back and didn't notice it at all.

at this moment,

Ronan seemed to have foreseen Harry's energy accumulation in advance, so he interrupted the rhythm again and launched a fatal blow lightly, "Or do you need my company? Enjoy the scenery of tonight's party?"

General!

Ronan is mainly anti-guest, implying inside and out that the "host" of tonight's party is not the One Direction band, and the one-day king who is the absolute focus is more qualified to be the "host". Who is guiding whom? Who will accompany whom is another matter.

Even if One Direction's super popularity is sweeping the world, and the One Day King is just a fresh dark horse, but at the Grammy midnight party tonight, people in the music industry still welcome the latter, Ronan's Hotness is the absolute focus of tonight's doing my part.

A simple sentence, but a heavy blow, comparable to "Boxer" Ali, hit Harry hard in the stomach, and then his whole body curled up like a ripe shrimp.

Harry glanced at Taylor hastily, but found that Taylor was staring at Ronan completely, as if he didn't notice Harry's existence, which gave Harry a heavy blow again. The brain has completely lost its ability to fight back.

Then Harry hurriedly looked away and forced a smile, "No, no, no, I... um, I'm still very familiar with parties."

Trying hard to hold on to the scene, he held on and refused to surrender.

But, to no avail.

Because Harry's mind and attention are still completely broken, even if he is polite, he is just struggling, and in the end, there is no benefit other than exposing more embarrassment. At this moment, he didn't know what he was talking about at all, only his mouth opened and closed silently, every minute and every second was a kind of torment.

So Harry said a few more polite words, then turned and left in a hurry, and almost "forgot" Teresa. It was Teresa who took two strides to catch up to avoid being alone, and almost fled in a state of embarrassment. .

Scenes, subtle and special.

Then, Simon found an opportunity and didn't stay any longer. He found an excuse and pulled Bruno to turn around and leave.

Bruno didn't know why, "What's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Simon looked at the righteous Bruno, dumbfounded, but he didn't explain, just said, "You should let Ronan get used to the party, you can't be with him all night, even if you want, others don't want to see Ronan is accompanied by a nanny."

"Ah!" Bruno suddenly realized, the little chicken nodded like a pecking rice, "Ronan is fine, he knows what he is doing."

Simon nodded slightly. Indeed, Ronan knew what he was doing, even better than Bruno.

In the same place, Ronan and Taylor were left in a blink of an eye.

There was no particular change in Ronan's expression, and there was no joy of "victory", because Harry was really a child. He was completely defeated in just two rounds, and he didn't even organize a decent counterattack. The victory was taken for granted, and he was a little dull Tasteless, then Ronan smiled at Taylor, "Do you need a glass of champagne?"

Taylor only reacted at this time, followed Ronan's gaze and looked down, realizing that his wine glass was empty.

"Or, do you need a glass of lemonade?" Ronan gave another choice.

Taylor raised her head, slightly dazed. Ronan's gentleness and gentleness gradually calmed her noisy emotions, and the turbulent disturbances in her mind gradually settled down. Instead of answering, she took the initiative to say, "Thank you."

Taking a deep breath, he said again, "My breakup with Harry..."

Ronan waved his hand with a smile, "There is no need to say what you don't want to say. It is a story of the past. If you can let it go, it will be great. Only by focusing on the present can you see the future. I just said a few words Words are just lip service, no need to care about it. "

The bright and sunny smile made Taylor's chaotic thoughts slowly settle down. The smile climbed up to the corner of her mouth again, and a warm current slowly flowed from the bottom of her heart. A few words of yours averted a catastrophe, and I still need to express my gratitude."

This time, Ronan did not refuse again, and raised his glass to express his gratitude for accepting it.