Looking at the two black Mercedes-Benzes following behind from the rearview mirror, Cui Yue was a little enthusiastic, and there was no suspense that he won the battle with **, not to mention that Cui Yue's car had an absolute advantage compared to Porsche, which had an absolute advantage from the beginning, just the car skills he honed from the European arena were not comparable to the people who relied on the relationship to step into the SCC club, so that game was just a game for Cui Yue. However, Cui Yue's bodyguards are not as good as the ** kind of scum, and the threshold for entering the Cui family is not so easy, just driving training and combat training can make them miserable, but high-intensity training is not useless, the Cui family's bodyguard team is not able to operate except for tanks and rockets and other things, and the rest are proficient in everything, just like this, an ordinary Mercedes-Benz can play in their hands.

The current situation is that Cui Yue can't get rid of them, and they can't pull in the distance with Cui Yue, both parties have already stepped on the accelerator to the end, because the performance of the car is almost exactly the same, so it has caused this stalemate situation, the road out of Lingyan is straight all the way, and the smooth road extends for nearly ten kilometers. He is a young master so he has no scruples, and they are subordinates so they obey the rules, and the ending is already doomed.

After getting off the highway and entering the city, Cui Yue found that the two Mercedes-Benzes trailing behind him were nowhere to be seen, he raised his eyebrows and was thrown away?

No, no, no, if they have such strength, they will not be able to take on the position of the personal bodyguard of the head of the family, so there is only one answer: they gave up.

Indeed, when Cui Yue rushed into the city without reservation, the two teams stopped at the intersection, opened the car door, and the leading man walked down, looked at Cui Yue's long car shadow, dialed the phone and waited for it to be connected.

"Master, young master, he doesn't want to go back with us." As soon as the phone was connected, the lead man spoke.

After a brief silence, the other end of the phone woke up like from a dream, "Oh, then you guys come back."

"I'm sorry, sir." The lead man apologized again.

"It's not your fault, so be it, Xiaoyue will go with him." Listen to a very gentle voice, no half-accountability tone, sound like laughing?

As if thinking of something, the leading man added: "The young master is leaving with a girl, do you need to investigate her information?" ”

"There's no need, Xiaoyue has her own measure." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

After the opposite side closed the line, the leading man shouted to the people behind him, "Close." And he left here

"Where do you want to go?"

Cui Yue's voice suddenly sounded and shocked An Xiyan, who was out of consciousness, "What? ”

"I asked where you wanted to go?" Looking at An Xiyan's somewhat pale face, Cui Yue slowly slowed down the car, held the steering wheel and asked again patiently

"Won't you go back?" Looking at the time, if you don't go back, the dormitory will be closed, right? But today's incident is out of the dormitory, and the woman who is not on the right track with her doesn't know what nasty words will say to stimulate her, thinking of this, An Xiyan's originally relaxed mood began to fall again. It's been more than a year since she came to Huaxia, and she still can't fit in with the people in the dormitory, and her relationship with Song Yueling has stopped at the friend stage, she has her circle, An Xiyan didn't think about adding it, and Song Yueling didn't force it.

"You can't go back now, can you?" Cui Yue asked casually.

"Hmm." An Xiyan answered, didn't speak again, turned her head and quietly looked at the neon flickering outside the window.

Cui Yue didn't know where to take her for a while, and he didn't have much pastime on weekdays.

"I want to go down and walk." An Xiyan's voice sounded softly, breaking the previous silence, but there was no trace of abruptness.

After Cui Yue stopped the car, An Xiyan pushed the car door and walked down.

As one of China's international metropolises, Beihai is still lively even at night when it is about to step into a new day.

An Xiyan glanced up at the sign on the street sign, completely ignored Cui Yue who was following behind, and walked straight into the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

This is the Badin Street Night Market, a low-cost snack where a large number of local and foreign snacks gather, bringing a lot of popularity and attracting a creature scientifically known as the Golden Hand, in short, a thief

Cui Yue rubbed her temples, and walked in behind An Xiyan quite helplessly, this Nizi suddenly felt a little wrong, he didn't worry that she was walking alone in this messy night market, aside from her beautiful face and good figure, she had enough wealth on her body to make everyone present crazy, if it was exposed, I am afraid that the two of them would have to be planted here today. Revenge after an accident is useless, and he prefers to let others fall before he makes a move compared to other nouveau riche children who like to pretend to be forced to death all the way.

An Xiyan didn't think about it so much, she didn't come out much on weekdays, except for the occasional place where Song Yueling invited her to go out to play, she was full of strangeness to the city of Beihai, she didn't know what kind of place Badin Street was, she didn't know that Badin Street was a red light district in addition to the snack street, and she didn't know that there were already obscene men who were dissatisfied with her eyeing her. A place where dirt and dirt are usually hidden and heavy makeup is suddenly here, and a fresh student girl like An Xiyan suddenly came, which is really eye-catching.

There was a bald head with a pattern tattooed on his head that couldn't sit still, licked his lips and stood up and walked towards An Xiyan's graceful back, this action made the eyes of the surrounding focus on the bald fat man.

He seems to want to be the first to eat crabs?

Well, wait and see.

The people around him seem to have this idea, waiting for the follow-up.

However, as soon as the bald man took three steps, he was warned by Cui Yue's eyes behind him, and the moment he looked at Cui Yue's eyes, the bald man understood what Cui Yue wanted to express.

"Go back!"

There was no threat, the bald man was already cowardly, Cui Yue's sharp eyes made his entire back cold, and he retreated to his seat in a gloomy manner, taking a big sip of beer, fading away from the previous arrogance of wanton talk and laughter, leaving only a rare silence and low-key, honestly compared with before, it seemed to be two people. Seeing him behave like this, the people around him didn't laugh at him, because they all recognized Cui Yue's identity. The characteristics of Cui Yue's brown eyes are unique in Beihai City, and as long as it is black, you know that among the five boss-level characters in Pei Luojia, there is an old man with brown eyes.

Codename Xiao Jiu

Scared off the bald head, Cui Yue glanced at the people around him who were about to move, and retracted his gaze, his unscrupulous appearance was also very intimidating, but his identity was too intimidating. Not to mention Huaxia, at least in Beihai, Pei Luojia is unstoppable!

Cui Yue's momentum is naturally not the spirit of a king, but when a confident person like him has that attitude of looking down on the surroundings, the so-called momentum will come out.

An Xiyan didn't know the next episode, and looked around her and fell into another state. It feels like home here, An Xiyan moved to a stall of fried croquettes, and ordered a curry fish balls and fried beef balls familiarly, watching her carefully put the croquettes into her mouth and puff up, and the cute appearance of the other hand fanning the wind, Cui Yue, who was paying the bill behind, also felt touched.

Walking through the streets, the two hardly communicated, in this increasingly lively street market, this man and woman are like a couple of detached little couples, the girls walking in front are eating as if venting their dissatisfaction, and their beautiful but unpretentious appearance is very pleasing to those small vendor aunts, and some enthusiastic and kind people will also tell Cui Yue the skills of coaxing girls.

Cui Yue nodded yes, smiled and thanked him, these people at the bottom of the society who he didn't look down on on him on weekdays brought him a touch that no one had ever given him at such a sensitive time, and the young master Cui, who always had a cold expression on his subordinates, was extremely patient and approachable at the moment.

An Xiyan looked back behind her after a pause, staring at Cui Yue, watching him pay for her willfulness like an ordinary boyfriend, and there was no impatience in the occasional glance.

Facing Cui Yue's warm gaze, a sudden warmth filled An Xiyan's heart, lowered her eyes, and the Korean-style snacks in her mouth had no attraction to her at this time, and she felt the same taste as chewing wax.

Cui Yue helped the girl clean up her tail, but when she stepped forward, she saw An Xiyan standing in place with red eyes, and Cui Yue, who didn't know what the reason, didn't ask, took a step forward, no reason, Cui Yue wanted to hold her in her arms.

An Xiyan's movements were faster than Cui Yue's, this Nizi smiled brightly with red eyes, and put on a fried rice cake and stretched it to Cui Yue's mouth: "You taste it." ”

Cui Yue didn't eat this kind of street food at all before because she felt unclean. However, under An Xiyan's expression, he opened his mouth in compromise, frowning and watching An Xiyan send the rice cake to his mouth, as soon as he entered it, Cui Yue liked the taste a little, and the not strong but obvious spicy taste stimulated his tricky appetite.

"Is it delicious?" An Xiyan's expression at this time was like that of a child offering treasures, as if she was expecting Cui Yue's approval and affirmation.

"Well, it's delicious." Cui Yue smiled and nodded, with doting in her eyes, as if she was coaxing a child.

"This is one of the most famous snacks in Korea, it's called spicy rice cake~" With a little show-off and pride, Ahn Hee-yeon said.

Without waiting for Cui Yue to pick up, An Xiyan lowered her head and said in a muffled voice: "Cui Yue"

"What's wrong?" An Xiyan rarely called his full name, which surprised him a little.

An Xiyan raised her head, her crystal eyes seemed to be brewing something. In this lively street, An Xiyan's strange silence seems to be isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Cui Yue waited patiently for An Xiyan's next words, but An Xiyan's tears like a flood bursting the embankment caught him a little off guard, and the words blurted out with tears pierced the tenderness in Cui Yue's heart.

"I'm homesick."