When Chen Qisheng was about to say something, a familiar chuck suddenly sounded in his ear, and then a man's voice with a clear laugh was inserted: "That's what I have to pay."

The tone of this sound is light and a little hoarse. When speaking, the ending sound seems to be raised upwards without any sense. It always seems affectionate and ambiguous when you hear it in people's ears.

It seems to be talking to a lover in love.

"!" Chen Qisheng suddenly shuddered, and the beer in his hand almost spilled out.

He suddenly turned his head and instantly met Lin Yian's lingering and ambiguous eyes.

Then, goosebumps all over his body.

Oh, the beautiful Lin has appeared.

Chen Qisheng sighed and let out a sigh, put down the can in his hand, and then reached out to touch the goose bumps that had not yet dissipated on his arm.

"No, Mr. Lin, can you restrain yourself? Don't discharging anyone you catch."

Lin Yian didn't answer, just biting the cigarette in his mouth with a smile, tilting his head and throwing a flirtatious look at him.

As he moved, the silver stud chains on his ear bones collided with extremely subtle jingles.

The laser lights in the central dance floor of the bar occasionally projected here, flashing across his ear bone chain, reflecting a cold and lingering silver light that made people almost unable to open their eyes.

Finally, he curled up the corners of his lips with a happy expression, sniffed a sip of smoke rings, and leaned against the wooden fence and smiled like a monster.

"What, Mr. Chen San is afraid of falling in love with me?"

"..." Chen Qisheng wanted to smash the wine glass on the table on his head.

Jing Xian and He Chen looked at them, shook their heads and laughed unconsciously, and made up their minds not to get involved in this matter.

Chen Qisheng endured it and forced himself to take three deep breaths repeatedly, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, grinding his teeth and squinted his head and complaining to Jing Xian.

"Sister Xian, I'm going to tell you, every time he looks at me like this, I feel like a street person."

Jing Xian leaned against the sofa, shook a glass of cocktail just given by the waiter in his left hand, and opened his red lips slightly: "How do you talk, Mr. Chen."

Her joking words were full of meaning.

"You are also a person with status. Can you speak elegantly?"

"Yes, you're right." So Chen Qisheng changed his words, "I think I'm like a duck from a high-end club."

"The duck from the high-end club?" Lin Yian raised his eyebrows without comment, and the eyes he handed over were frivolous and gentle.

"I agree with the second half of the sentence, but I forgive me for not agreeing with the first half."

Chen Qisheng thought about it for a moment. His second half of the sentence was the club, and the first half was - a certain advanced one?

Chen Qisheng: "..."

In an instant, Chen Qisheng wanted to hold the wine bottle on his head again.

"Okay, I'm just a duck from the club." For the sake of Lin Yian's child, Chen Qisheng endured humiliation and said, "You are advanced, you are too advanced, you are the most advanced."

Lin Er, who watched the whole process: "..."

If this passage is heard by the anti-pornography and illegal publication, all of them must be swept in.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Lin, I don't want to talk to you now."

Chen Qisheng looked at Lin Yian with a very upset, then raised his spirit and looked around, "Where is my little Er'er?"
Chapter completed!