"Tengyi, old guy, young people, do what you want to do, you don't need uncle now, eh?"
Shi Zhantian shook his head and walked to one of his assistants. He lowered his head and whispered something before walking back to the long secret passage.
As soon as Yan Ye finished listening to his words, perhaps because of hearing the name, a kind of hatred appeared in his eyes again. He pulled me into the box aisle and kicked open a closed door: 22050
After entering the box, Yan Yeyi roughly pushed me onto the black leather sofa. He locked the door and turned off the white light tube, leaving only the blue warm light wall lamp and the colorful laser.
The light is sweeping
The entire spacious box was filled with a dangerous ambiguity.
What does Yan Yeyi want to do! Nightclub? Private room? Two people? Lock the door? Turn off the lights? One-night stand?
God! No! Yan Ye must hold it tight! I don’t want to be ruined by him here!
Huddled on the sofa, my mind was filled with random thoughts that kept popping up in my mind, making me afraid to look up.
Suddenly, a piece of warm clothes was covered on my body, and a touch of elegant green tea smell floated into my nose leisurely. It was a very comfortable smell.
Yan Yeyi, what on earth is he going to do? Lying on the sofa and maintaining the same posture, I was almost stiff. I finally couldn't hold back my curiosity and slowly stretched out my head to take a look around.
Huh? Yan Yeyi is not around
I suddenly stood up from the sofa and looked around for Yan Yeyi, feeling an inexplicable anxiety in my heart.
After looking around the dark box, my eyes finally locked on the window sill that revealed the night view.
The glass window was opened, and the cold night wind blew in, lifting the satin-like curtains.
Yan Ye turned his back to me, and his lonely back looked a little lonely.
Beside him, several brandy bottles had been filled and were lying messily.
Vaguely, through his shoulder, I also saw the little bit of firelight
Yan Yeyi was smoking. Looking at his sad back, I moved my steps involuntarily and walked lightly to his side.
A decadent smell of tobacco immediately broke into my nostrils, and the cold wind blew on my face, which was very cold.
Yan Yeyi didn't seem to notice me. He was still looking at the dazzling city in front of him calmly. His amber pupils were filled with sadness, as if he was recalling some painful past.