Chapter 891:
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Crossing Worlds Provocation
- Fu Jiu
- 624 characters
- 2021-01-30 05:12:58
The neon flickers and the lights are bright.
Sanlitun is a prosperous area, needless to say, where there are too many handsome men and beautiful women, and luxury sports cars frequently appear here.
In a high-end bar, after twelve o'clock, it was even more lively, and there was a lot of people.
This is where he had been with his high school classmates before.
It is also a secret base for him, because the boss behind this is Jiang Cheng.
When he appeared, he still wore a familiar grimace mask, and he looked like this when he went to meet someone in another identity circle.
I don't want to be disturbed by others in my normal life, but now, there are some other reasons.
On the card table, there is a circle of rich second generations, big men, men, women, all, there is an aces of spades open on the long glass coffee table, Louis XVI, Jiang Cheng sits in one of the middle positions, and see After he came, with a glass of wine in his hand, he raised his hand and gestured at him as a greeting.
Then he asked the person next to him to give him a place.
Wen Yu: "..."
He glanced at the woman next to the person who got up. She was still talking to people and smiling, as if she hadn't seen him. He gradually narrowed his eyes.
Let yourself sit down peacefully, next to her.
Today they were not in the box, but were playing outside. The noisy dj clamored his eardrums, the lights flickered crazily, and the air seemed to be filled with mist.
This is a place where many people come to indulge in the evening, and after taking off his coat in the laboratory, he seems to be a different person.
Melt with them here, sensual.
The woman next to her had long hair reaching her waist, and her straight long hair curled up a few large curls at the end of her hair tonight, adding a bit of indescribable charm.
The only thing that has not changed is that she has never painted glamorous heavy makeup, light makeup and heavy makeup, with a light fragrance on her body.
As she talks to others, there will be some physical movements in her body, while he is sitting next to her and will be touched from time to time.
His breathing slowed down.
No matter how noisy the surroundings were, everything disappeared, and only her voice was in my ears.
Yes, she is here.
When he appeared, she was spotted in the crowd at first sight.
Each of them is older than him, which is also one of the reasons why he wears a mask and does not want to be discovered that he is only eighteen years old.
Especially-her.
He sat there unmoved by everything, she seemed to be talking to others about the same, she swept her eyes abruptly, and then she found him.
She suddenly smiled, her lips curled up, and she turned around, her hand was about to fall directly on his mask:
"Huh? Why do you wear a mask every time? What is so shameful--"
She hadn't finished her words, and he caught the wrist that was about to touch his mask.
Ruan Yiyi was not upset, with a smile in his eyes: "Huh?"
He was wearing a mask, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he said word by word: "This can't be touched."
His attitude was alienated and tough, so she had to raise her eyebrows slightly, withdraw her hand, and chuckled softly: "I've been out for fun, and I'm still so tight. What are you serious about? Go and dance with me."
With that, she grabbed his wrist with the backhand, slid down the coat covering her shoulder, got up and let him go with her.
Wen Yu had to stand up, he glanced at Jiang Cheng