Inexplicable irritability and confusion came to his heart, and the man suddenly raised his hand and slammed the empty wine glass out of the air!

The glass smashed into slag and scattered everywhere.

At this time, a song is playing randomly on the huge LCD screen.

It's Zhang Yu's song "The Rain Keeps Falling".

……

It is love to the depths of her

Even if your heart is broken, you have to let it go

Have you forgotten that the wounds that love her are dense?

Don't struggle for her anymore

Stop worrying about her

In the future, no matter who she loves or not, whether she is happy or not, it will be up to her

……

The mellow voice carried a deep sorrow, Mo Nanjue's eyes shook, he raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes, and the song rippled into his heart, stirring up thousands of ripples.

Even if your heart is broken, you have to let it go......

Can't put it down!

Unless he, Lord Monan, died, he would never be able to let go.

The man's eyes narrowed, and he stood up, pushed open the box door, and walked out.

By the sink, which was studded with gold diamonds, Monanjue propped up the pool with both hands, he scooped up the cold water and threw it on his face, the biting droplets of water slid down his delicate chin, and he raised his head, and a handsome face was reflected in the mirror.

The thoughts accumulated in his eyes made the man shake with it.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps behind him.

It's not high heels, it's the sound of someone in canvas shoes.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth hooked coldly, he didn't move, but maintained this posture, as if he was already a little drunk.

The girl slowly stepped forward.

Rong Qin raised her head, the back of the man in front of her was slender and shapely, the hand holding the pool platform was very good-looking, her eyes were wide, and the admiration in her eyes was very obvious.

Monan Jue suddenly straightened up, and he glanced lightly, and found that the paper on the side of him was empty.

He deliberately reached for it.

Rong Qin bit his lower lip, hurriedly took out a napkin from his pocket and handed it over, "That...... There's no paper out there, you use mine, right?"

The man looked back.

Half of his body was immersed in the orange-yellow light, Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows slightly, his side face was extremely charming, and the diamond stud earring in his right ear shone brightly.

Rong Qin blushed instantly, she had never found out that a man could be so good-looking.

It's so good-looking......

She clenched the tissue in her hand, such a man, let alone let her approach it deliberately, even if she was asked to paste it upside down, she was 10,000 willing.

Mo Nanjue turned around, holding the wall on the side of her head with one hand, and the masculine aura that was suddenly approaching was red, and she lowered her head with a red face, "I, you ......"

The man narrowed his eyes, as if to look at her carefully, and he suddenly spoke, and his voice was also magnetic and nice, "What's your name?"

Rong Qin was stunned, he didn't expect him to ask directly, "I, my name is Rong Qin." ”

"How old?"

"Twenty ......"

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth pulled a meaningful smile, "Not bad." ”

Rong Qin bit the corner of her mouth, she seemed to be boiling blood all over her body, she knew that what she was in front of was not someone else, it was Mo Nanjue, a man that every woman wanted to approach, she raised her head calmly, "You, do you know me?"

"That's a good question," Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows, "Then do you know me?"

Rong Qin must have shook his head in denial, "No, I don't know." ”

"I really don't know?"

She insisted, "I don't know. ”

"Then I'll get to know you tonight," Mo Nanjue suddenly straightened up, his hands in his pockets, as if he was a little interested, "Where is your box?"