Yan Xiaye didn't want Yin Mo to misunderstand anything, nor did he want to cause trouble to Li Yuntang. He pointed out outside the door sensibly: "Thank you, I can go to the car to change..."

"Go to the room to change."

The man looked down at her, as if she was a troublesome little girl, and had to interrupt her again: "The air conditioner here is very hot. If you run outside in wet clothes, what should you do if you catch a cold again?"

Whether it is to repay kindness or otherwise, he still cares about her.

Yan Xiaye's little sadness was wiped out, and he nodded quietly and beautifully, and walked towards the room with his shirt.

Not long after, she changed her clothes and appeared again.

Li Yuntang is slender and his shirt is wide and big on her body. The length just covers her buttocks. The exposed calves are delicate and fair, with a unique and casual and natural beauty that complements her own temperament.

Even compared to Yin Mo with the full set of Chanel, they can be considered to have their own styles and are not giving in to each other.

Yin Mo was originally sitting next to Li Yuntang and had a great time talking, but he was a little annoyed when he saw her.

Suddenly I felt that even though I was covered in gorgeous clothes, I was not as jealous as the shirt I wore on Yan Xiaye.

Li Yuntang naturally looked over, and his deep eyes turned around Yan Xiaye, and said lightly before she spoke: "Yin Mo has no appetite on the plane. I think you should be hungry, what do you want to eat for dinner?"

Yan Xiaye planned to say goodbye as soon as he came out, but the little heart on his chest accelerated restlessly.

In order to prevent random thoughts, she quickly found a reasonable reason for Li Yuntang's invitation.

First of all, Li Yuntang was injured and could not drive, while Yin Mo was a foreign friend and probably did not have a domestic driver's license.

Positioning his identity as a driver, Yan Xiaye calmed down his heart and looked at Yin Mo with a smile: "I can do anything, what does Miss Yin Mo think?"

"I listen to Yuntang." Yin Mo replied with a faint smile and whispered affectionately: "Miss Yan doesn't know. I have been looking forward to meeting Yuntang early abroad. As long as I can be with him, what should I eat?

It doesn't matter."

Caught off guard, Yan Xiaye pursed her lips: "It's better to go to the newly opened Yuehua Hotel in Jianghai. I heard that the Western food there is very good."

...

Yuehua Hotel.

Confirm the menu with the waiter, Yan Xiaye sat in the window to minimize his presence.

Along the way here, she secretly positioned herself as a driver, but the slightest words floating from the back seat were drilled into her ears without authorization, making her feel more and more that it was a big mistake to come together.

Just as she is sitting alone on one side of a small Western-style round table, while Yin Mo is sitting on the other side with Li Yuntang, the barriers clearly show her identity as a light bulb, making her poke the steak with a depressed look, thinking

How to get out.

"Miss Yan, don't the food here taste like your taste?" Yin Mo cut a steak, wrapped Li Yuntang and fed it to his lips, took the time to put on the hostess's airs to care for Yan Xiaye: "Or else let the waiter change it.

Sauce? Or you can eat Chinese food.

Hearing this, Li Yuntang remained silent and looked up.

Yan Xiaye really had no appetite, so he smiled and said, "No, I'm just not hungry."

"That's good to eat some desserts." Yin Mo smiled more and quickly attracted waiters to report some popular dessert names.

Li Yuntang did not stop Yin Mo, and at the same time, he reached out and brought the whole steak in front of Yan Xiaye, and exchanged it with his pasta. He didn't realize how shocking this action was: "Eat a good meal, you that day

How did you promise me?"

Yan Xiaye's hanging eyelashes trembled, and he silently picked up the knife and fork, and the breath that was blocked in his chest quietly dissipated.

"The uncle is right."

Just as Yin Mo secretly pinched the napkin, an inappropriate laughter came from behind: "Xia Ye, you are really. It's nothing to worry about me, my husband at home, and he is still so willful when he comes out."

Libei City.

His mood fell to the bottom again. Yan Xiaye tried hard to swallow the food in his mouth, but he didn't want to look back at the figures of Li Beicheng and Yan Shuirou who were imagining.

Li Yuntang's eyes became darker. Seeing Li Yuntang bid farewell to the customer who had finished his business, he naturally sat down beside Yan Xiaye: "This must be Miss Linda. I heard from my uncle that it is indeed better to meet than to be famous."

Yin Mo was completely confused. She looked at Li Beicheng with a handsome smile, then looked at Yan Xiaye, who had a expressionless face, and asked tentatively: "I know you are Li Beicheng, so... Miss Yan is yours.

wife?"

"Of course, our couple had a little conflict recently, and it was thanks to the younger uncle who mediated it." Looking sideways, Yan Xiaye responded coldly, Li Beicheng raised his arm and wrapped his slender waist with a tough move: "Xia

At night, can you live at home? Grandma and I miss you very much."

Yan Xiaye wanted to avoid it at the first time, and then quickly glanced at Li Yuntang and stopped resisting.

This is a public place, and she doesn't want to cause any trouble to Li Yuntang.

Instead, Li Yuntang put down his knife and fork, looked coldly at the smile on the corner of Li Beicheng's lips, and Feng Danyun ordered: "Let her go."

Li Beicheng's arm around Yan Xiaye's waist suddenly froze. He gritted his teeth secretly: "What if I don't let it go?"

When he saw Yan Xiaye from afar, he saw her wearing a man's shirt, and the source of the shirt was self-evident.

A moment ago, the warm and leisurely atmosphere was frozen three feet in the blink of an eye.

Li Yuntang was not in a hurry to answer, but just looked at the other person with a smile.

His gaze was like a steel knife, carrying the momentum of a person who had been in a high position for a long time, and it squeezed out the deepest timid hidden in people's hearts.

Li Beicheng's scalp was numb, and his hands on Yan Xiaye were as heavy as a thousand pounds. The handsome man was a little pale and he forced himself to refuse to admit defeat.

"Yuntang, what are you talking about?" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yin Mo judged the situation and looked at Yan Xiaye with help: "Miss Yan, please persuade Beicheng quickly."

"Libeicheng, I won't go back." With Li Yuntang's support, Yan Xiaye no longer endured and directly patted Libeicheng's salty hands: "Uncle, I'll leave first, you and Miss Yin Mo use it slowly."

He stood up and nodded at Li Yuntang, Yan Xiaye turned around and left.

Fearing that Li Beicheng would follow, she sent a text message to tell Li Yuntang, borrowed the car he drove over, and drove to the apartment he had lent to her in the night.

In the hotel, the tense atmosphere did not disappear with Yan Xiaye's departure.

Li Beicheng's forehead slid down cold sweat. He picked up Yan Xiaye's mouthful of red wine that had not moved and drank it dry, and followed him angrily.
Chapter completed!