Cheng Anya stiffened, Yang Zekun was wearing a very formal suit, straight and handsome, and his warm and jade-like facial features had a jade-like texture under the rendering of colorful lights.

It's clean, it's pure, and it seems to be blasphemous at a glance.

Most of the people who come here to enjoy are those who are too stressed during the day, and at night, they tear off the mask of social Jingying and indulge in excessive pressure.

"Senior, I'll accompany someone to relieve my boredom, what about you?" Cheng Anya secretly prayed that Yang Zekun would not meet Ye Chen.

She suddenly knew why the senior suddenly asked her if she knew Ye Chen that day, most of them because she saw something.

"There's a couple of deals on it." A man was drunk, stumbled and ran over, almost bumped into Cheng Anya, Yang Zekun was quick-eyed, grabbed her slender waist, turned around flexibly, and avoided the collision.

"Be careful!"

The two bodies collided together, close to each other, soft and strong kneaded into a very beautiful picture. Cheng Anya was shocked, and the faint smell of cologne came to her face, adding a touch of elegance to this wine.

This is the usual smell of seniors.

This scene fell into Ye Chen's eyes, naturally ambiguous and hot, he raised his head and poured a glass of remymartinouisviii fiercely.

The cold eyes shone with a cold light, and a flame secretly grew, like a fire burning the plain, and even he was terrified!

Damn Cheng Anya!

Knowing that this would be the scene, he didn't call her out.

Ye Chen asked Cheng Anya to come out to drink with him, and it was purely a whim.

"Yang Shao, fortunately!" Ye Chen's cold voice interjected between them.

Cheng Anya was like an electric shock, her whole body was excited, and she immediately got out of Yang Zekun's arms, her heart beat violently, it was terrible, it was really heaven that did not follow people's wishes.

"Ye Sanshao, I have admired the name for a long time!" Yang Zekun stretched out his hand, and his warm eyes flashed a trace of incredibly fast strangeness, but he cleverly hid it and greeted Ye Chen gracefully.

The two pairs are also cloud-turning, noble and powerful hands are tightly clasped together, the two of them are warm and cold, and their faces are perfect and extreme expressions.

Cheng Anya felt that a cold current rushed across her back.

The eyes of the two are competing, the noisy background sound is far away, and the air is a kind of tension that belongs to the hot confrontation between men.

Sharp!

This is a kind of male star, among animals, the most primitive wild.

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Actually, Yang Zekun is also a very 8-wrong Nanzhu, Ye San must have a sense of crisis, (⊙o⊙) Oh! 2 more ha, (^o^)/ ~

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