Everyone looked towards the door in an orderly manner.

The lights in the private room were dim, and the corridor was pitch black and silhouetted, which showed the graceful figure of the visitor and the shiny sequins on her fishtail skirt.

Yu Xichen took the lead in making moves, got up on the small sofa, and came out:

"Jiangyuyu, you are here!"

This ordinary sentence "Jiangyuyu" almost made everyone in the private room dizzy.

Except for Jiang Zhao, who asked Yu Xichen to invite her over.

And Liang Yan, who vaguely guessed that she would come over.

"Long time no see you guys."

With a dazed moment, Jiang Zhiyu had already walked in front of everyone.

The colorful lights above the head are just in rotation, and the incandescent lamps on them are particularly dazzling.

Her face was so exposed to others.

Milk-brown long curly hair spread on your shoulders.

Her facial features are soft and beautiful, and her makeup is exquisite and ostentatious.

On the white and tender swan neck is a small fish pendant covered with broken diamonds.

A fishtail skirt outlined her slender waist, which was easy to hold.

The thin white calves are exposed, slender and slender.

He also had a small fish ankle in the same series as the neck, swaying.

Her naked shoulders were wearing a familiar man's suit, and the redness on her lips was charming and charming.

It looks like the most intense rose.

Rich and fragrant.

It makes people unable to take their eyes open.

Liang Yan was the first to speak out: "The fish are so beautiful, I almost didn't recognize it."

Xiao Yang came to his senses and muttered:

"Is it true to be transformed into a demon? It was obviously not like this two hours ago."

Zhou Ye took Jiang Zhao to get up, and the two of them greeted Jiang Zhiyu:

"Senior Sister Jiang, I haven't seen each other for many years, so I'm so amazed~"

Jiang Zhiyu smiled with eyebrows and eyes: "So too, you are more handsome than before."

"My sister Jiang, I'm so happy that you can come. Sit quickly."

Song Xun was very sensible and moved away from his position.

Beside him, Shen Si, who was half of his face hidden in the dark night, could not see clearly.

Jiang Zhiyu did not refuse, and Shi Shiran sat down, trying to cover up and pulled the suit jacket on his body, turning his head and smiling particularly brightly:

"Senior Shen, what a coincidence, we met again."

Shen Si smiled and didn't laugh. He gave way to the side with his long legs, and took the initiative to pull away the distance, his tone was indescribable indifferent:

"unfortunately."

He didn't say the second half.

But Jiang Zhiyu guessed it.

——Didn’t you come here just when you know I’m here?

Since that's the case, she doesn't have to be slandered.

The heating in the private room is very good.

Jiang Zhiyu pulled off the coat on his shoulder and gently threw it into his arms, with an indescribable sincerity:

"Thank you Senior Shen's coat, but now you don't need it, it's warm here."

"Ha", Shen Si threw the coat back without hesitation:

"I said I'll give it to you."

He was too lazy to mention the other half of the sentence, so he only used his eyes to indicate it.

——It’s so cold outside and so little to wear, no need to? It’s a joke, I don’t know who is frozen.

Jiang Zhiyu just laughs.

After laughing, he put the coat on his legs again.

Nonsense, just now she just wanted everyone to know that the coat was Shen Si's.

I don't want to be a fool.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes changed instantly when they looked at them.

It's just a bit complicated.

Especially Xiao Yang.

He pulled Liang Yan's sleeve, feeling a little worried:

"Do you think this is a bad fate? Jiang Mei obviously did it on purpose, but Shen Laosi can't do it for love, so it's really hard to deal with it."

Liang Yan seemed to have heard nothing, playing with the cup in his hand, smiling meaningfully.

She guessed it well.

The fish in the river is coming in full force.

It depends on how Chen Si resisted it.

If you can't resist, this drama will be good.

Yu Xichen also whispered to Song Xun: "Did you see it? Jiang Yuyu is really amazing. If it were before, I would never believe that she would be like this today."

Song Xun cut the cut fruit into her mouth with a small fork, and his tone was gentle and affectionate:

"Don't always worry about others. The day my old man will help us watch is in March next year, and there will be half a year left. Think about what wedding styles you like, so it's time for people to prepare."

They were both studying two years ago, and now that their work is stable, the family has begun to urge them to settle down.

When the wedding is held, the elderly will wait to hold their grandsons.

Yu Xichen's cheeks were red quietly. Fortunately, the light above his head changed to dim warm yellow again, which could cover up one or two:

"Just...oh, let's talk about it when you go back, everyone is here!"

Jiang Zhiyu held a bottle of cocktail in his hand and leaned close to his mouth.

The light blue liquid was pressed against her red lips, which was particularly charming.

The coolness is refreshing.

She narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, tilted her head to herself, and said to Yu Xichen:

"It seems that good things are coming soon? I left Sister Yan behind."

Liang Yan clinked glasses with her through Xiao Yang and Song Xun. The crisp sound made people feel excited:

"I can't do it anymore. Most of our circles are late."

"That's a pity." Jiang Zhiyu drank a bottle of wine and his eyes wandered:

"However, it's not impossible to marry secretly, it's just a grievance for Senior Xiao."

Xiao Yang was named and was so upset:

"What is a secret marriage? If you want to get married, you have to be open and upright. I hate hiding the most."

Jiang Zhiyu and Liang Yan smiled at each other and did not continue the topic.

Ahead, Zhou Ye and Jiang Zhao had already started a duet of love songs.

The Hong Kong-style love songs that are very emotional are like expressing their feelings to each other.

Jiangzhiyu drank another bottle of cocktails and felt that it was not very good, so he called the waiter and served a bottle of champagne.

The light yellow liquid shaking in the goblet, making her fingers look white and tender.

Amid the sad or enthusiastic singing, Jiang Zhiyu's upper body swayed gently and hit Shen Si's shoulder one after another.

The latter tsk and gently touched the bottleneck of the cocktail in his hand against the wall of her glass:

"Mr. Jiang, you have a good alcohol tolerance."

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were fascinated by dreams, his almond eyes were beautiful and innocent, and there were some water stains on the corner of his mouth, so he looked straight at him.

The two of them were bright and dark, and their eyes met.

Jiang Zhiyu smiled first, reached over his long arms, and made a gesture of drinking wine. He had a sly smile on his lips, and raised his head to drink the wine in the glass.
To be continued...