"Come on, come on." Song Chengai greeted warmly and hugged Jiang Yi's shoulder, "Let me tell you, I have a lot of handsome guys here, and I will open meat for you today." ”

Jiang Yi glanced at Song Chengai, "Do I look so?" ”

Song Chengai smiled, "Aren't you going to get engaged tomorrow, you have to make good use of this last single night." ”

The so-called engagement is just a business marriage between Jiang Feng's two families, Jiang Yu and her fiancé Feng Ziheng are both victims of family interests, and the two of them have only met once because of the engagement, and they can't even know each other, let alone have feelings.

Jiang Yi stretched his waist, smiled and said, "It's going to have fun." ”

The two of them walked around the corner, and a man suddenly fell to the ground and fell at Jiang Yi's feet.

There were also obvious shoe prints on his clothes, which looked like he had been kicked over.

Jiang Yi raised his head, there were many people in the corridor, both guests and waiters, there were broken glass slags on the ground, and the heavy aroma of wine spread wantonly.

Jiang Yan's gaze passed over these people, and at a glance he saw the man in the shadows.

He was tall, his back was straight, his face was hidden in the darkness, and his aura was bright and cold.

The man who fell to the ground stood up, and with a hideous look of rage, he swung his fist at the man.

The man dodged sideways, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist, pulled hard, and slammed the other's head against the wall, with a bang, it hurt just by listening to it.

He was wearing a black shirt, the fabric of his arms was tight, outlining the curves of full and powerful muscles, his hands pressed against the man's head, the cuffs rolled up to his forearms, and the green tendons on them were slightly raised.

"Zhong Fei! You let go of me! ”

The person who was pressed struggled and shouted, his elbow hit back hard, and the man grabbed the arm that the other party bumped into, twisted it with his backhand, and directly unloaded his arm.

The man let go of his hand, and the man fell to the ground along the wall, his other hand covering his arm and screaming.

"." The man said.

The voice is deep, slightly hoarse, low like a cello, very magnetic.

Song Chengai whispered in Jiang Yi's ear: "This man is very energetic. ”

"Yes." Jiang Yi was noncommittal and said lightly.

She looked at the man who turned to leave, and as if he had eyes on the back of his head, he turned his head and found her gaze with unmistakable accuracy.

His and hers' gazes met in the air, his eyes deep and calm, unwavering.

Jiang Yi saw a scar on the man's eyebrow bone.

Meandering, long, and familiar.

Song Chengai commanded several waiters to carry out the man who fell to the ground, and Jiang Yi flashed when he saw something on the ground.

It's a black lighter.

Jiang Yi walked over, bent down to pick up the lighter, and there were two letters engraved on the metal body - ZF.

"Hey." Jiang Yi's voice was not high, and it was easy to be covered by the noisy sounds around her, and she had no directionality, just called a simple "hey" indistinctly.

But the man stopped.

It was like a wordless tacit understanding, he knew that she was calling him.

Jiang Yi walked over, "Your lighter." ”

The man glanced at Jiang Yu, then reached out to take it.

Jiang Yi looked at his outstretched hand, his hand was very large, the joints were clear and distinct, and it was very powerful to look at.

"Your name is Zhong Fei?"

Jiang Yi suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

The man put the lighter in his trouser pocket, didn't answer Jiang Yi's words, and left directly.

Song Chengai finished dealing with what happened just now, pulled Jiang Yi to the box, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go, a little fresh meat is waiting for us." ”

Jiang Yi couldn't help but look back, but there was no man in the corridor.

Song Chengai asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Jiang Yi turned his head, and the corners of his lips were a smile of unknown meaning, "I agree with what you just said." ”

Song Chengai smiled, "Yes, yes, I see people very accurately." ”

The two of them walked into the box while chatting, and the little fresh meat were already standing in a row, and when they saw them coming in, they bent down neatly to say hello, "Good evening." ”

Song Chengai smiled, pulled Jiang Yi to sit on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "You guys introduce yourself first, and talk about what your specialties are." ”

Song Chengai deliberately bit very hard, and these men who were crawling in the Fengyue place immediately heard the meaning and began to introduce themselves hard.

Jiang Yi leaned on the sofa and poured herself a glass of wine, but she didn't drink it, just held it in her hand and looked at it, the crimson liquid showed a translucent color against the backdrop of the light, she bent her lips, and thought.

Fate, it's really wonderful.

"Gardenia?" Song Chengai called her.

Jiang Yi came back to his senses, "Huh? ”

Song Chengai asked, "Which one do you like?" ”

Jiang Yi looked at the row of men standing in front of him, but another face came to mind.

She pointed to one at random.

Song Chengai also left a picture of his own, and the two of them ordered songs on the side of the song ordering machine.

Song Chengai has incomplete five tones, and listening to her singing is basically a disaster, but she herself doesn't care about it and sings very hard.

Jiang Yi was so happy, her stomach hurt with laughter, she stood up and came to the window, felt a cigarette, and when she was looking for a lighter, a cluster of fire lit next to her, Jiang Yi turned her head to look over.

It's the male publicist who was left by her just now.

He doesn't look very old, but he is in his early twenties, with a delicate appearance, drooping eyes, and a flattering smile on his face.

Jiang Yi thought, it's quite eye-catching.

The male publicist lit a cigarette for Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi asked casually: "The first time?" ”

The male publicist was stunned, then lowered his head and hummed.

It can be seen that he is a little nervous, and he is not good at words, Jiang Yi does not talk much, the two of them stood silently by the window for a while, Jiang Yi said: "You sing with them." ”

"Okay." The male publicist is very obedient.

Jiang Yi took a puff of cigarette, his eyes lazily leaned on the windowsill, the night was thick outside, and the evening breeze was blowing, like a lover's hand, gentle and gentle.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, Jiang Yi narrowed his eyes and stood up straight.

She saw the man get into a Land Rover.

Jiang Yi extinguished the cigarette butt, picked up the bag and said to Song Chengai: "You have fun, I'll go first." ”

Song Chengai was surprised, "This is leaving—"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yi was gone.