This word came out of his Yan Yichen's mouth, and he had a rather straightforward momentum, which immediately aroused two suspicious eyes.

The corners of Tang Xing's mouth twitched even more.

What is his Yan Yichen's identity, maybe others don't know, but she knows the roots.

A person born with a golden key in his mouth, shouting poverty here?

"Although I don't want to help this goods, this time, he may be really poor." Mu Luobai suddenly thought of something, and the voice of holding back laughter came.

I paid out of my own pocket to pay for E-Star's two performances, can I not be poor?

looked at Yan Yichen gloatingly, and the person who couldn't hold back laughed again.

Sao Chen, the new identity of a philanthropist, do you still like it?

"But I haven't gotten off work yet." Tang Xing glanced at the time and said.

Yan Yichen folded his legs and leaned lazily on the chair, "I'll wait for you." ”

thought he was joking, but when Tang Xing saw this posture, he found that he really planned to sit and wait for her to get off work.

I touched my waist bag distressedly, please look down on the cheap one, and she is shy in her pocket.

That's it.

For the sake of her good mood tonight, this time she will be generous.

"I ......" Mu Luobai's words of 'I have a treat' were swallowed in someone's warning eyes.

Thinking about it in a blink of an eye, no matter how poor Yan Yichen was, it was impossible for him to not be able to eat, and he had to choose this point.

When I caught my eye at the bartender who was looking over from time to time not far away, I suddenly understood.

With the lesson of the last time, this time Mu Luobai has a long memory, for fear that his wishful thinking will not succeed, and he will be eaten with a mouth full of dog food after his dead face, so he chooses to retreat at the right time.

As soon as Mu Luobai left, only Yan Yichen and Tang Xing were left on the VIP bar.

Tang Xing held his head and stared at the person next to him who was holding a cup and slightly tilted his head to drink water.

It's just an ordinary drink, but under the elegant temperament of Yan Yichen's gestures, he can drink the sense of déjà vu of 82-year-old Lafite.

The dazzling light shone on Yan Yichen's perfect side face, shining on the throat that was sliding up and down due to swallowing, Tang Xing's dark eyes gradually tightened, and Ben Xiao's gaze became a little hot.

She took the water in front of her, raised her head and took a sip, but then she felt that it was not enough, and took another big sip.

But no matter how much she poured it, it couldn't extinguish her inexplicably hot cheeks.

Three years is not long, but it is not short, it is the most important stage of each other's growth, and the faces have slowly opened in these three years. Yan Yichen in the past is now a young man, and he has become more and more handsome when he is a teenager, and his unique cold temperament has become more intense with time.

Although she told herself to let go, she had to admit that such a Yan Yichen could always easily tease her heart to calm down.

Tang Xing felt that the composure he had honed in the past three years had been fed to the dog.

Yan Yichen put down the cup in his hand and turned to look at the person who kept drinking water.

"Do you still need it?" Looking at the cup that was about to bottom out, Yan Yichen gently pushed his cup in front of Tang Xing.

When he was a child, as long as the two ate together, Tang Xing always felt that Yan Yichen's bowl was more fragrant than his own, so Yan Yichen often poked his head over as soon as he moved his chopsticks, and his hand quickly sandwiched the things in his bowl. It's not enough to steal one, there are people behind him who lie to him, and there are countless cases of stealing drinks while he turns his head.

Over time, Yan Yichen, who has a habit of cleanliness, is immune to her alone.

Tang Xing, who was young and ignorant, slowly knew what indirect kissing was when he grew up, and later there were fewer such things about eating and drinking. But when he saw the cup handed to him, his eyes subconsciously tightened.