"Shut up!"

Leng Xiaoye raised his right hand, and his ears bloomed on his face. (Mai Ruo starts)

Who is she, how can he be allowed to speak so obscenely?

"You...... You dare to hit me?! ”

Manager Yan was slapped in the face, and he was suddenly angry, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed her arm.

Bite!

There was a soft thud.

The elevator doors have been separated.

Leng Xiaoye shook sideways, and the person retreated into the elevator.

In the elevator, there were two other people, and Manager Yan was inconvenient to have a seizure, so he just coldly raised his hand and pointed at her face.

"The surname is cold, you wait, there will be a day when you regret it!"

Leng Xiaoye raised his lips and sneered, "Accompany me to the end." ”

If you're afraid of him, she's not Leng Xiaoye!

The elevator door slowly closed, and Manager Yan's disgusting face finally disappeared.

Leng Ono pursed his lips, took the handbag, and found the zipper, wanting to put the receipt in.

The key he was holding in his hand slipped and fell to the ground with a thud.

She bent down to pick it up, but a white palm reached ahead of her, hooked the circle of the keychain, and picked it up.

Then, the palm of the hand handed the key to her.

"Thank you!"

Leng Xiaoye turned his face and stretched out his finger towards the keychain sent by the other party, but his eyes touched the other party's face, but he was stunned.

The man in front of him is very tall, with only a black T-shirt and a pair of black jeans, but he still gives people the feeling that a graphic model has come out of a magazine.

Of course, this is not the most special.

In particular, he has short hair that is as silver as snow, and reflective sunglasses cover his eyes.

That face was as crystal as jade.

The outline of the facial features is familiar.

Seeing his scene, Leng Xiaoye almost had an illusion, and a name in his throat was already about to come out.

"You ......"

After only saying two words, Leng Xiaoye came back to his senses and stopped talking.

"Can you let go of my hand?"

The man asked lazily in Chinese.

"Uh......"

Leng Xiaoye glanced at her hand, she was too excited just now, she grabbed the key ring and grabbed the other party's finger by the way, and forgot to let go.

She froze for a moment, and busily let go of her fingers.

"I'm sorry, I'...... I recognized the wrong person. ”

Although the person in front of him looks very similar to Sikong Yueming, if you look closely, there are still some differences.

Back then, when she was in Africa, Night Breeze Yang searched for so long and didn't find him, that person was afraid that he had already turned into the dirt in the African River, and he would become one with the desolate atmosphere forever, how could he appear in front of her?!

Thinking of this, Leng Xiaoye's face darkened.

Looking at the gloomy color on her little face, the corners of the man's pale pink lips lifted slightly, and a wicked smile was hooked.

"You're not mistaken, I'm Phoebe!"

Phoebe?!

The name...... It's vaguely familiar.

Leng Xiaoye turned his face to him again and looked at him seriously, still not remembering where he had heard this name.

At this time, the man had already reached out and pulled her palm, took the pen from the assistant, and quickly signed a beautiful English name on her palm.

Then the man let go of her hand, took the pen to the assistant, and smiled at her.

"I'm here, goodbye."

The elevator doors parted and stopped on the 27th floor, and the silver-haired man nodded to her and stepped out of the elevator, and the male assistant immediately followed.

Leng Xiaoye watched the figures of the two disappear outside the elevator door, and raised his hand to look at his palm.

She saw a flower-style signature written on it, and she looked at it twice before she recognized it as Phoebe, meaning the moon god, the moon. ）

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