In the Peony Hall of Century Star City, the music is soothing, the lighting is beautiful, the food is delicious, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

In one corner of the restaurant, several young men sat around. They talked casually, drank heartily, and burst into hearty laughter from time to time.

"Yichen," the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and Jiawen swept in like a gust of wind: "Who do you see coming?"

"No one can save you!" Li Zeming walked over with a wine glass and hooked his shoulder: "Half an hour has passed, the old rule, three glasses of wine will be punished!"

"Yes, punishment!" the crowd laughed, and no one intended to sympathize with him.

"Come in," Jiawen broke away from Li Zeming's hand and pulled out Si Yan, who was hiding outside the door: "What are you doing standing here stupidly?"

"Si Yan?" Yichen looked at her in surprise and subconsciously stood up: "Why are you here?"

"Yichen. Si Yan said hello in embarrassment, and lowered his eyes in annoyance.

After all, it's still too abrupt, right?

He didn't seem to welcome her interruption.

"Hey!" Jiawen protested dissatisfiedly: "An Yichen, what kind of expression do you have?

"Is there such a thing?" Yichen was stunned for a moment.

"Your president is high, how can you know these trivial things?" Jiawen squinted his eyes, hugged Si Yan's shoulder, put on a posture of supporting her, and sneered coldly.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, there's not a day. Si Yan became more and more embarrassed, took a step back, and broke free from his grip without a trace.

How long has she waited for Yichen, what does it matter to him? Saying it doesn't help, but makes Yichen misunderstand her complaining to Jiawen, which only adds to the embarrassment!

Not a day, is that really waiting?

"Is there something wrong?" Yichen asked softly as he took her aside and on the sofa.

Si Yan is not the kind of person who is out of proportion, she will follow Jiawen, there must be something important.

"Well, it's fine. Si Yan pinched the leather bag crampedly, and explained in a low voice uneasily: "I was going to go back, but Mr. Zheng had to bring me here." ”

Looking around at the young man dressed casually and talking and laughing wantonly, Si Yan no longer understands human accidents, and knows that now is not a good time to persuade Yichen to accept an exclusive interview.

"Gavin, just ignore him. Yichen smiled slightly, and tapped his head with his index finger: "That guy, there are unusual people here." ”

He must have been punished for being late, so he dragged Siyan into the water.

Thinking of Jiawen's dead face and skewed around her, who was not familiar at all, Si Yan lowered his eyes and smiled, and nodded lightly with the same feeling.

"Huh?" Jiawen came up, put his arm around Yichen's shoulder, and sniffed at him: "No, there is a conspiracy smell!

"Slander?"

"Hurry up, confess and be lenient!" said Gavin with a fierce look.

Yichen put his arm on his shoulder, followed his example, hung his eyes, looked at him at a forty-five degree angle, and replied slowly: "Are you worthy?"

"Poof!"

"Hah!"

"!" Garvin shook his fist at him.

Yichen was prepared, twisted his arm, Li Zeming pushed him from behind, and the two of them pressed him on the sofa.

"Roar~" Everyone clapped their hands and laughed, and made a mess.

Si Yan pursed her lips and smiled softly.

It's so good that at this age, she can still play so freely, which makes her feel as if she has returned to her innocent student days again.

"Good boy, I remember you~" Jiawen struggled hard, tilting his head and rolling his eyes and yelling.

From his point of view, he could clearly see a woman in a light blue trench coat smiling softly, and under her long eyelashes, her clear eyes were slightly curved into an extremely beautiful arc. The shallow smile slowly rippled into the air from the corner of his lips......

He gradually stopped struggling, and the deep and bottomless eyes attracted him to slowly sink in.

"Are you convinced?" In a trance, Zeming asked with a smile in his ear.

"Roar, resist strictly!" the crowd laughed.

"Obey ~ fart!" he suddenly rolled over and pressed Zeming under him, and lifted his lips to reveal a triumphant smile.

"Torture, cheating!" Ze Ming scolded with a smile.

"Soldiers don't get tired of cheating!" he triumphed.

"Everyone is together, come, come, drink!"

After the atmosphere relaxed, everyone sat around the table.

"Yichen~" Si Yan was slightly uneasy.

"Eat first, and then talk about anything after eating. Yichen gently shook her hand comfortingly under the table.

Bewitched by the surprising tenderness of his voice, she looked up and looked at his dark and deep eyes in a daze, and found her own figure reflected in his shining star-like eyes.

She's in his eyes!

Realizing this, it was very strange that Si Yan's uneasy mood slowly calmed down.

Yes, he didn't blame her for breaking into his circle out of nowhere.

He was still as gentle and considerate as ever to her.

What more could she ask for?