The little ancestor has a delicate voice and can flirt, and the ascetic villain has fallen

Ling Muyun knew that the waiter was arranged by her on purpose, originally he thought that based on her brain circuit, she might just want to knock him off.

If she can be happy in this way, it doesn't matter if he spends some money.

Who knows-

The first time he was touched there by a man, it really made him sick.

After dismissing the waiter, he stared at the instigator sitting there drinking for a while, and then walked straight towards her.

He walked to her side and saw that she was holding a glass of wine staring at the phone in a daze, with a clear voice, "Have you had enough fun?"

When Chi Youyou heard the voice, she turned her head and glanced at Ling Muyun. She was already very irritable, and she didn't want to talk to someone she hated.

So she ignored him, turned her head directly to face him with the back of her head, took a gulp of the wine in her hand, and put the phone in her pocket as if she didn't see it.

Ling Muyun felt that she was angry with him, and the kidnapping case last time was always a thorn in her heart.

If she can be provoked and let her vent her anger, maybe their relationship will ease.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist, "You've almost finished drinking, I'll take you home."

Chi Youyou was pulled off the bar chair by his strong force, then pulled his wrist hard, and leaned against the bar, "Why are you so nervous? I don't need you to worry about it."

There were many people coming and going around, Ling Muyun would not quarrel with her, and approached her while pinching her wrist.

When he looked at her with deep eyes behind the lens, he was gentle, "Yuyou, I know you are uncomfortable, go home with me first, you can beat me and scold me if you want, don't spoil your body here, okay?"

Chi Youyou couldn't understand what he was talking about, she shook her dizzy head and stared at him, "I'm sick..."

Ling Muyun saw that her fair cheeks were slightly red, her pink lips that were pursed from time to time were dyed with a layer of crystal light, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of charm after being smudged by alcohol, and felt that she was probably a little drunk.

So he didn't say any more, and wanted to bend over and hug her away.

But before he bent over, a cold white hand grabbed his wrist.

Accompanied by the man's lazy and cold voice, "Let go."

Ling Muyun frowned, and when he turned his head, he saw Qi Boyan's face that gave him a headache and anger, the lenses of the silver-rimmed glasses glowed coldly, and his eyes darkened a bit.

Qi Boyan's eyes were cold and dark, he lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at Chi Youyou, and then looked at Ling Muyun with piercing eyes.

Gunpowder smoke was everywhere, and even the atmosphere was tense.

The cold oppression emanating from the man rushed towards Ling Muyun invisibly.

In addition to the frivolous and savage energy that made it impossible to resist, the hand was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was about to crush his arm, so he had to let go of it first.

Ling Muyun raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said patiently, "What do you want to do?"

Chi Youyou leaned against the bar and squinted her eyes. Looking at the man who seemed to have fallen from the sky suddenly, she felt that she was probably drunk, and her eyes should be hallucinations.

Isn't he unable to tell?

She shook her little head, lowered her head, rubbed her eyes, and tilted her head to look.

what.

He is still there.

Qi Boyan's thin lips curled slightly, "What about you, what did you want to do just now?"

Ling Muyun also laughed, "My girlfriend is drunk, and I'll take her home. Do you want to take care of such nosy things?"

"Coincidentally, I think the same as you, why don't you ask her, who do you want to give it to?"

Ling Muyun thought this statement was ridiculous, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was a bit mocking, reminding him: "She is my girlfriend."

He clearly remembered that Chi Youyou and Qi Boyan had a very tense fight before, and this man was somewhat scrupulous before, after all, he was her boyfriend.

Now it is getting more and more arrogant.

After Ling Muyun's words fell, the corners of Qi Boyan's lips curved further, and a drawn-out tone escaped from his throat, which was quite meaningful, "Ah..."

"That's more interesting," he said.

Ling Muyun: "..."

If the girlfriend he kept claiming chose to go with him in the end, then everything he did today would be like a joke.

He squeezed the hand hanging by his side, looked at Chi Youyou, "Yuyou, you're drunk, I'll take you back, okay?"

Qi Boyan raised his hand, folded his index finger and middle finger, and tapped lightly on her forehead.

She was a little dizzy, and it was annoying to hear them talking there, but she wasn't too drunk.

He was heard asking, "Are you drunk?"

She raised her hand and touched her forehead, "No."

"Didn't it count if you want to buy me a drink?"

"Calculate."

"Then let's change places?"

She nodded, "Okay."

Qi Boyan looked sideways at Ling Muyun, his eyes were arrogant and arrogant, and the brows were raised lightly, meaning to ask him if he had any objections.

Ling Muyun didn't even want to say: "..."

He and Chi Youyou are having an awkward fight right now, so he has the opportunity to sneak in. Everything he says now seems to be humiliating himself.

Qi Boyan narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said in a low voice, pointing, "Mr. Ling, people are really...be more sensible."

Ling Muyun: "..."

Not long ago, he said the same thing to Qi Boyan.

Putting it here, the irony seems to be even thicker.

Qi Boyan glanced at the bar to see if there was anything Chi Youyou left behind, then reached out to hold her wrist, and led her away.

Ling Muyun looked at the back of the two leaving, and when he looked away, his face was as black as ink, and the irritability in his chest was surging up and down.

He didn't know why he felt a strange sense of crisis.

This feeling of being overwhelmed by Qi Boyan everywhere is terrible——

Chi Youyou was still devoted to him not long ago, but now he treats him like two different people, and Qi Boyan is definitely in the way.

Why does he always like to grab his things so much? Why?

...

Chi Youyou doesn't want to go to the box, she doesn't want to stay in a quiet environment, the noise around her can stop her from thinking wildly for a while.

So the two went to the booth on the second floor.

She held out a shot glass filled with vodka, and said to him, "Cheers."

Qi Boyan stared at her worried face, and when she was about to reach out for a cup to accompany her, she withdrew her hand and drank it down.

"..."

Well, just mean.

The back too.

"When I'm unhappy, I'll get myself drunk, then I'll sleep well, and when I wake up, I'll forget all my troubles."

"You try too."

Seeing that she was drinking endlessly, Qi Boyan directly replaced the remaining wine with milk beer for her.

She didn't care, maybe she was full, she shook her head, lay on the table with one arm under her pillow, and didn't move for a while.

Qi Boyan thought she was asleep, so he got up and walked to her side, leaning on the table with one hand, bent his tall body to see her state.

"are you asleep?"

The next second, she opened her eyes.

He bumped into her seductive and charming eyes reflecting the sparkling water, and was startled.

She blinked twice and sat up.

Qi Boyan also stood up.

But she suddenly reached out, grabbed the tie in front of his shirt, and pulled it hard.

The action caught him off guard.

The fragrance of milk from her body rushed into the tip of his nose, her beautiful and watery phoenix eyes enlarged in his eyes, and her delicate lips were close at hand.

An ambiguous atmosphere spread in the air.

The man's sexy jaw line tightened, and his Adam's apple rolled down slightly.

Seeing the astonishment in his eyes clearly, she raised her face and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Qi Boyan's voice was very low, with a hoarse tone, "What are you laughing at?"

She said in a delicate voice, "I discovered a secret."

He looked at her closely, breathing lightly, "What is it?"

She licked her lips, and the dimples on the corners of her lips were shallow, "I found that you... like..."