"Yanyan, let's go to Leyi together tonight!" Han Qi's excitement came from the other end of the phone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ley?"

"That's right! It's a club we used to go to, and there are a lot of people together, so let's talk about it together! ”

"Uh, I," realizing that there are a lot of people, I want to refuse unconsciously.

"Oh, come on, it's not going to be very noisy!"

"This, uh-huh, okay." A reluctant compromise.

Leyi

Brightly colored neon lights gleaming, tuxedo-clad waiters shuttling through the corridors, and elegant soft music lingering throughout the space, Le Yi is more Western-style than Kawaki, but every detail is just right, giving people a comfortable and laid-back feeling.

"Words!"

"Hmm." Seeing Han Qi sitting on the sofa dancing his arms happily, he smiled lightly, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the low-key but dazzling man, Jun Qingyin! He's there, too.

I looked boredly at a group of people playing bridge excitedly, and those who were not interested shrank quietly in the corner, watching the movie being shown on the big screen.

"To be honest, I really don't know what you like to do." A cold voice came from his ears, and he glanced at the man who was sitting next to him at some point, and raised a mocking smile, "Me? "Lightly picked up the teacup in her hand, the amber strong tea entrance, the astringent first feeling made her heart sour, she was like this at the beginning, cards, snooker, equestrian, if there was no them, she might still be the eldest lady who is not familiar with the world, and she doesn't need to worry so much at all." Maybe the only pleasure that can always accompany me is painting. "Even if I haven't touched the brush for a long time, the familiarity in my bones will not disappear, and it is a hobby that has accumulated for two lifetimes.

"Painting?" Qing Yin's face softened with a slight surprise, "I've never heard you say it, and Han Qi and Xiao Jing don't seem to know very well." ”

"Well, I rarely painted when I was abroad." Explained lightly, maybe the pain of being ruined by Su Anya's hands in her previous life was too deep, the kind of despair that penetrated deep into the soul, so every time she touched the paintbrush in this life, her hands always felt tingling. "If only I liked it." There was some relief in his words.

"I really want to see your painting skills when I have time, and every painting should be devoted to it." Qing Yin saw the smiling eyes, and her heart beat violently unconsciously.

"Okay."

Suddenly, she noticed that the body next to her sank, Qing Yin turned her head to look, and saw Qingyan lazily confined on the sofa like a cat, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips pouted lightly, and her jade face was faintly pink, Qing Yin couldn't help but bow her head and sweep away the long hair in front of her forehead, and kissed her lightly, like the wings of a butterfly, brushing her forehead.

Song Jing stood next to the crystal lampstand and was shocked to see this scene, cousin he..."Qiqi, I'm not very interested in speaking lightly, you see you're asleep, let's get here today, it's not too early." Song Jing suppressed the shock and doubt in his heart.

"Huh?" Han Qi looked at the side face of the sleeping man, "Oh, okay then." ”

Qingyin naturally hugged Qingyan and hugged her in the posture of a princess, exactly the same as the scene in the United States, but now, he understood his feelings.

The sound of gently closing the door shook the whole person, and after a while, Qingyan opened his hazy eyes, "Hmm..." "You—" Blushing softly, he broke free of his imprisoned hands, pretending to look out the window, his head in chaos. Qing Yin glanced at the slightly cramped light words, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily outlined a beautiful arc.