Sure enough, Manager Qian and his group had long forgotten the little person Ye Jiaqi, and they were already having fun in KTV.

Seeing Zhuo Yuanhang bringing Ye Jiaqi over, he slapped his head: "Look at my memory, I forgot to pick up Jiaqi."

Zhuo Yuanhang untied his scarf and hung it on the clothes hanger, and said lightly: "Just don't use your memory at work."

"Yes, what Mr. Zhuo taught me is the lesson."

"Let others stand in the wind and wait for you, this kind of thing is just something you do unreliable." Zhuo Yuanhang said indifferently.

"Yes, Mr. Zhuo is right. I've drunk too much, it's not reliable, it's not reliable."

Zhuo Yuanhang stood in front of Ye Jiaqi and stretched out his hand: "Take off your coat, the temperature in the private room is high."

"I'll do it myself, it's OK..." Ye Jiaqi was embarrassed to unbutton his coat and scarf.

"No need to refuse everything. I don't like the strangeness of being unfamiliar." Zhuo Yuanhang said calmly, with one hand still stretching out his eyes and his eyes fell on her face.

Only then did Ye Jiaqi hand over his clothes to his hands.

Zhuo Yuanhang took it, turned around and carefully helped her to hang it up. His movements were meticulous and gentle. Although his eyebrows and eyes were calm, they showed extreme patience.

There were a lot of people in the private room, and the table was filled with snacks, beer, toys...

The private room has good sealing and better privacy.

The lights are intoxicating, colorful, mainly red and green, illuminating everyone's face strangely.

Several women were so crazy that they took off their coats and twisted around in front of the big screen. Some twisted and sang while singing, while others twisted and drank beer.

Everyone was not restrained by Zhuo Yuanhang's arrival.

Ye Jiaqi stood at the door of the inner room, a little uncomfortable, but also a little expectant and surprised.

She rarely comes to such occasions. She was controlled strictly before, but later she had no chance.

How long has it been since she gotten into this life?

She is actually very playful by nature.

When she was seventeen or eighteen years old, she skipped classes in her evening self-study, and she even took her friends to the Internet cafe together.

At that time, she was popular to play dancing, so she took her friends to dance.

But she didn't dare to play wildly. After escaping once or twice, she didn't dare to run away again, because if she was discovered, she would be in trouble.

Now that she is watching the lively private rooms, the factors that have been buried in her heart have recovered.

She was very excited.

Zhuo Yuanhang walked to her: "Do you want something to eat?"

She looked up, looked at him, and smiled and shook her head: "If you don't eat, can I sit and watch you play?"

"Of course, why do you ask such a simple question?" Zhuo Yuanhang always felt that she was too cautious, liked to reject others, and liked to hide herself very deeply.

"Nothing, just ask."

"Let's go."

Zhuo Yuanhang took her inside.

The lighting in the private room is ambiguous, bizarre, dazzling and blurry.

Everyone's face was covered with black shadows and the light of colorful lights.

Several men started singing, and their voices were loud.

Ye Jiaqi sat on the sofa, watching them play quietly, with a smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

At first, I was quite repulsive, but now I am not repulsive at all.

Zhuo Yuanhang sat down next to her.

He didn't speak loudly, leaned against the sofa, his eyes falling on the screen in front of him.

Manager Qian handed a cigarette to Zhuo Yuanhang: "Mr. Zhuo, come and have a cigarette."

"Yes." Zhuo Yuanhang took it.

Manager Qian lit him with anger.
Chapter completed!