Chapter 648: The crisis of Yan Qingsi 3

Ye Shaoguang saw Ji Mianmian's red eyes, his hair was wet, his body was smelling of alcohol, his face was panic-like, like a lost child, terrified.
Ye Shaoguang frowned: "In such a short time, you turned yourself into a ghost like this. Where did you go when you faced me?"
Ji Mianmian didn't cry. She didn't dare to cry. She was afraid that she would cry, and the whole person collapsed.
Ji Mianmian grabbed Ye Shaoguang's hand and trembled, "I can't find it, what should I do?"
Ji Mianmian didn't hear what Ye Shaoguang said. Ye Shaoguang appeared when she needed the most help, was most helpless, and didn't know what to do.
Ji Mianmian couldn't even remember what Ye Shaoguang had done, and he couldn't remember whether he was a good person or not. This is her only acquaintance, the only person she can see within her sight, and her only reliance. The only hope I can see.
Tears of Ji Mianmian, helplessness of Ji Mianmian, fragility of Ji Mianmian, ...
Ye Shaoguang looked in his eyes. This was a look he had never seen before. This was different from what he knew, the quarter cotton cotton he thought.
"Jimian Mianmian, is Yan Qingsi so important to you?"
Ye Shaoguang's heart became subtle, he couldn't tell what it felt like, it was like ... when he was a kid, there was a date tree in the yard of the family. I know it's still very astringent, but I still can't help but want to reach out and pick one every day.
Jujubes are not sour, nor sweet, tasteless, astringent, and eat into your mouth, that astringency seems to stick to your tongue, even if you drink a lot of water, you ca n’t wash it off.
But even if it is, even if I know it, I still can't help it. I have to try it every day, every day, always thinking, just in case ... this one is sweet today?
Ye Shaoguang seemed to be back in his childhood, knowing clearly what the answer was, he couldn't help but ask again, every time, however, he didn't use Ji Mianmian to answer every time, just see her expression to understand everything.
Ji Mianmian clutched Ye Shaoguang's hand tightly, her strength was very strong, and pinched Ye Shaoguang's hands were painful. Similarly, he could feel Ji Mianmian's trembling constantly.
Ye Shaoguang sighed. In any case, since he was so confused about this matter, then ... continue to control it.
"Where the lunatic is running, get out of here, get away ..."
Ye Shaoguang gently patted the back of Ji Mianmian with the other hand, raised his head and smiled at the man.
Ye Shaoguang looks better than a woman. When he laughs, he looks so good. He can't argue between male and female, as if he can confuse people's minds.
Ye Shaoguang said, "Can you pass me the bottle of red wine on the table? Thank you!"
The fat man was smiled by Ye Shaoguang, and the fanciful spit was drooling. Subconsciously he turned around and picked up the bottle of red wine and handed it to Ye Shaoguang.
Ye Shaoguang reached out to take the bottle, and politely said, "Thank you!"
The fat man said, "No ... no guest ..." Angry!
He didn't say the last word, only heard it, and thumped.
The bottle of red wine exploded on his head, the red wine flowed out and the bottle shattered.
Ye Shaoguang still had a half-length bottle in his hand. His hand was slowly retracted, and the rest of the bottle was thrown to the ground. His movements were not tight and slow, elegant and calm ...