Walking out of the bar, Song Yan took the initiative to let go of Jiang Wan'er's hand, which made her realize that her hand had been held by Song Yan all the time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Song Yan, thank you so much tonight......!"

"Okay!" Song Yan interrupted Jiang Wan'er's words with a smile: "You have already said thank you, no need to say more, let's go, let's go back to the hotel together." ”

After taking two steps, Song Yan found that Jiang Wan'er didn't follow, and couldn't help but look back at her suspiciously: "What, aren't you going back to the hotel?"

"This ......!" Jiang Wan'er's face showed a hint of shyness and struggle.

Song Yan was so smart, as soon as she saw Jiang Wan'er's expression, she immediately understood that she had misunderstood him, so she smiled and said, "I also live in a Yangon hotel." ”

"Ahh

Jiang Wan'er let out a low snort, her face became even more embarrassed, and she was even more embarrassed in her heart, she actually thought he wanted ...... It turned out that he was also staying in a Yangon hotel.

"Actually, we've seen it. Song Yan continued.

"Is there one?" Jiang Wan'er tried hard to recall, but the embarrassment in her heart subsided a lot.

"Last night in the hotel restaurant, I was sitting next to you. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice. Jiang Wan'er said a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, by the way, you came to the bar tonight to drink because of that Song Shao last night?"

"Hmm. Jiang Wan'er nodded, a complicated color flashed in her eyes, there was sadness, anger, and more helplessness, and her mood became depressed.

Next, neither of them spoke again, but walked quietly to the hotel.

Entering the elevator, Song Yan asked Jiang Wan'er, "What floor do you live on?"

"Ninth floor. Jiang Wan'er said.

"Coincidentally, I also live on the ninth floor. Song Yan said with some surprise.

Jiang Wan'er was also stunned, but immediately, she looked at Song Yan with a little more vigilance, but she had doubts about Song Yan, whether he was deliberately approaching her.

That fleeting vigilance did not escape Song Yan's eyes.

He smiled and didn't speak.

The elevator went all the way up to the ninth floor, and Song Yan stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Wan'er to go out first.

The two walked out of the elevator one after another, and Song Yan spoke again: "Miss Jiang, I live in 808, go this way, what about you?"

Hearing that Song Yan actually lived in No. 808, the vigilance in Jiang Wan'er's eyes was even stronger, because she lived in No. 809, did she really deliberately approach me?

"Jiang Wan'er!"

A loud shout interrupted her train of thought.

The two looked up and found that Seinfeld was coming with two bodyguards with angry faces.

Tonight, he chartered the hotel restaurant and set up a candlelit dinner.

However, Jiang Wan'er actually released his pigeons.

So, he took someone to the guest room where Jiang Wan'er lived to find her, knocked on the door for a long time and no one responded, he was about to leave, but saw Jiang Wan'er and a man walking out of the elevator.

What drove him even more crazy was that the man was taller than him, more handsome than him, and younger than him.

Therefore, he broke out at this time, holding back his anger.

As soon as she saw Seinfeld, Jiang Wan'er's face changed, and she became a little more disgusted.

However, Song Yan's expression was relatively calm and calm.

"Who is he?" Song Fei, who strode over, stared at Song Yan with a cold look in his eyes and asked Jiang Wan'er.

"Who he is is none of your business. Jiang Wan'er responded coldly.

"Very! good!" Seinfeld was almost trembling with anger, and then pointed at Song Yan and said, "Boy, you'd better disappear in front of my eyes immediately, otherwise, I'll make you die an ugly death!"

Hearing Song Fei's threat to Song Yan, Jiang Wan'er was also very angry, impulsively, she hugged Song Yan's arm, and said to Song Fei with a sneer: "He's my boyfriend, why are you driving him away!" Ah Yan, let's go back to the room." ”

Hearing this, Seinfeld was almost mad, and his eyes flashed with a crazy light, and he shouted: "Boy, dare to rob me Seinfeld of a woman, you are simply impatient!

"Yes, young master!"

A bodyguard standing behind Seinfeld sprang out quickly, waving his hand into a knife and slashing at Song Yan's arm, the opponent's move was fast and ruthless, and it was obvious that he planned to cut off the bone of one of Song Yan's arms with one move.

Seeing this, Song Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, this bodyguard named Ah Biao is not an ordinary bodyguard, but a martial artist, and he has reached the acquired consummation.

Being able to use an acquired martial artist as a bodyguard shows that this Seinfeld's origin is not simple, and he should be a child of a certain family.

Seeing that, Ah Biao's hand knife was about to hit Song Yan.

At this moment, Song Yan moved, he didn't dodge, raised his hand and threw a punch.

Last mover first comes.

He made a move, but his fist was imprinted on Ah Biao's chest one step earlier.

"Bang!"

Even if Song Yan didn't use all his strength, the power of his punch was not something that could be matched by the acquired perfection, so Ah Biao, who had taken his punch, flew out directly like a kite with a broken line, fell heavily at the end of the corridor, struggled a few times, but had no strength to get up.

"...... this?"

Seeing Ah Biao being punched seven or eight meters away, Seinfeld couldn't help but show surprise.

"Boy, who are you? I am a disciple of the Song family in Southwest Prefecture, if you go against me, my Song family will not let you go!"

"Song family in Southwest Prefecture?" Song Yan thought about it for a while, and then remembered, Southwest Prefecture is the Linzhou of Tianhe Prefecture, and the Song family is one of the third-class families in Southwest Prefecture, its scale is slightly stronger than the Nangong family, it is said that the Song family has a total of four innate martial artists, but the strongest is still only the innate four.

Seeing that Song Yan was silent, Song Fei thought that Song Yan had been shocked by raising the name of the family, and his face couldn't help but show a little pride: "Boy, listen well, as long as you cut off your arm, Ben Shao won't bother with you about hurting my bodyguard!"

Jiang Wan'er interjected: "Seinfeld, can you be more shameless, it was obviously your hand that did it first, and Ah Yan fought back." ”

"Stink-bitch-bitch, shut up!"

Seinfeld yelled at Jiang Wan'er viciously, he had decided not to be a decent gentleman anymore, whether Jiang Wan'er agreed or not, he had to deal with her tonight.

Thinking of this, he looked at Song Yan this time and said, "Boy, have you thought about it, is it to cut off your own arm, or to be the enemy of our Song family!"

Song Yan smiled disdainfully: "Song family! It's a fart in my eyes, if you know each other, get out of here immediately, otherwise, I don't mind cleaning up your ugly bastard, it's not your fault that you're ugly, it's your fault that you still run out to swagger through the market!"

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Song Fei roared, as the so-called beating people does not slap people in the face, exposing people does not expose shortcomings, Song Yan's ugly words deeply pierced his heart, and he shouted like thunder: "Amon kill him for me! Kill him!"

"Yes, young master!"

Another bodyguard responded with some bitterness, although he was better than Ah Biao, but not much stronger, the other party could punch Ah Biao, he was sure that he must not be Song Yan's opponent.

It's just that he has been with Seinfeld for so long, and he already knows that Seinfeld has a perverse personality and can't listen to the persuasion of others at all, so he can only act according to orders.

"Offended!"

Amon hugged his fist at Song Yan, then stepped out and launched an attack on Song Yan.

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