Liner: "It's your business if you say not to say it, it's mine if I listen or not."

Lin Yian: “…”

I will always be young and never listen to anyone's words.

But until he got in the car, Lin Yian still didn't give up and tried to recommend the high-quality version of the long-lasting pants he had customized for a lot of money.

"You see, your autumn pants are actually quite beautiful, and I specially found a designer to customize them for you."

Lin Er lowered his head and pressed his phone, without raising his head: "No, if you say anything, I will open the window and jump down."

"..." Lin Yian shut up for the safety of the child's life.

The hotel lobby is open, spacious and magnificent. At the entrance, you can see layers of lotus-shaped crystal chandeliers hanging high above your head. The lights are bright, reflecting dazzling glass lights and shadows.

The guests were all wearing formal dresses. While drinking, waiters in black tuxedo shuttled through the wine tray. Men were chatting with wine glasses and greeting each other. Women held the wine and chuckled with each other. The young ladies secretly showed off their newly bought jewelry bags.

Liner felt that it was meaningless and retreated from the Versailles literary chat group of the daughters of the daughters without a trace, intending to go to the balcony to get some breath.

The hotel balcony and the lobby are integrated. After passing through the semi-arched door opening, there is a huge open balcony. The silver-gray floor tiles spread into semi-circular arcs. Further ahead is a circle of marble railings carved with exquisite relief patterns.

Before Liner could walk past, he stopped.

On the balcony was a thin and tall man.

He leaned against the marble railing, his elbows on one side were loose on the railing, and dark long smoke was sandwiched between his slender finger bones. A little spark of light was gathered quietly at his fingertips.

There was no one else on the balcony, the night was silent, there was only the sound of the wind, the man looked lazy, and most of his expression was hidden in the storm of smoke, making him look a little dim and unclear.

As if he heard the movement coming from behind, he turned his head slightly and looked up.

With the faint light and shadow that penetrated into the hall, Lin Er also saw his appearance clearly.

It was an extremely beautiful face, and even because of its beautiful facial features, it had a little more inconsistency. But compared to that overly delicate face, the depressed and cold aura that emerged from the bones of a man seemed to be more seductive.

The sick and gloomy beauty in the novel probably refers to him.

But when he met those cold and gloomy peach blossom eyes, Lin Er was stunned and could not see for a long time.

It's not because of a man's overly beautiful face, but-

This person looks so similar to Xie Yan.

Especially those peach blossom eyes that look like they are flirting with each other.

If you have to pick out the differences, then it can only be the expressions of the two of you. Xie Yan always had a cynical expression on his face, and the strange man in front of him was obviously following the route of a sick and beautiful woman.

The man looked at her for two seconds with interest, then his narrow eyes gently curled up and suddenly said, "Er?"

“…”

When the sound of Err came out, Liner's expression seemed to be struck by lightning.

Me, fuck?!

...Xie Yan?
Chapter completed!