Goblin in Fast Transmigration: Strategies for the 108 Styles of Scumbags

Chapter 32 you and me
Among the crowd, Chen Cong was wearing black clothes and a terrifying mask that made people step back at the sight of him.

His voice was loud, but the music and screaming were even louder.

Although Han Xiaoxiao on the stage heard his voice, she pretended not to hear him now.

go down?

Isn't this joking with her?Now she is the one that everyone is looking at, and she can enjoy it.The most important thing is that Zhang Ye should be paying attention to her at the moment, looking at her, applauding for her.

Han Xiaoxiao's dance is really amazing and charming, but the more it is like this, the more angry Chen Cong grows in his heart: "It's against you, you don't even listen to my words?"

Chen Cong rolled up his sleeves, intending to personally go to the top of the stage to pull the dead woman Han Xiaoxiao off the stage.

Really.

In the end, before he went up to pull Han Xiaoxiao, someone else came to pull him beside him.

The man was dressed like a prince, elegant and gentle.But those cunning and insidious eyes successfully betrayed the identity of the master.

"Zhang Ye, what are you pulling me for?"

Zhang Ye handed him a glass of wine and took him to the other side to sit down: "Chen Cong, is it possible that you still take those love rivals seriously."

Zhang Ye wanted to say, you old man doesn't even take me seriously.

Chen Cong took Feng a glass of mixed wine and poured it into his mouth, and then said angrily: "If you ask me to say that you guys wearing glasses are just talking nonsense, I think it's because you want to watch Han Xiaoxiao's performance, that's why you are like this explain."

Although he knew what Zhang Ye was up to, Chen Cong still had to admit that what this man said made sense.

never mind!

Watch it.

Therefore, Zhang Ye and Chen Cong are now watching the dance of the person on the stage with each other.

Really, she really looked like a fairy that was about to become a feather and fly away, giving people the feeling that she wanted to catch but couldn't.

After the dance was over, Han Xiaoxiao walked down.

She walked towards the two people's positions accurately, and sat directly on Chen Cong's lap: "I'm a little thirsty."

The deliberately clear voice carries a warm and soft flavor.

Chen Cong passed his wine glass towards her.

The elderly Han Xiaoxiao held Chen Cong's hand and took a sip of wine: "I told you before, I will definitely recognize you right away."

"Zhang Ye, is my original room in your villa still there?
"Keep it for you all the time."

"Okay, Xiaoxiao and I will say goodbye first." After saying that, Chen Cong directly dragged Han Xiaoxiao away.

Zhang Ye smiled, and between the flickering lights, he pushed his glasses frame.

(End of this chapter)