Ling Xiao took out the special rope with an expressionless face and tied up the few people who fell to the ground.

Lu Qingchen's eyes were cold, he glanced at the people on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Take it away." ”

"Yes."

Ling Xiao beckoned to the people outside, and several men in suits trotted in.

The movement quickly dragged the people on the ground out.

What's going on?

Song Xingran looked confused.

Ning Xiaoxiao, who was beside him, looked at Lu Qingchen with a on his face.

"That's handsome."

looks handsome, 365 degrees without dead ends, the kick that kicked the bad guy just now was simply kicked in her heart.

How can there be such a perfect man in this world?

Ahh

Song Xingran patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, can you not be so obvious?" ”

The Lord is here, can you respect her a little?

Besides, if she hadn't made a move just now, Ning Xiaoxiao, a fool, would have been murdered a long time ago.

Hearing Song Xingran's voice, Ning Xiaoxiao came back to her senses.

She faked a cough with some embarrassment, and was about to thank Song Xingran for saving her life, but she heard Lu Qingchen's voice sound.

"Dye, come here."

The man's expression was cold, and his voice was low and strong.

Song Xingran pursed his lips and walked in his direction.

Lu Qingchen looked a little angry.

She shouldn't have messed with him, right?

At this moment, Lu Yibei was already sitting in the corner trembling.

What to do, what to do?

Suddenly, he pulled Ning Zuo next to him, and his chubby body hid behind Ning Zuo.

Song Xingran walked up to Lu Qingchen and looked at him: "Why are you here?" ”

Isn't it celebrating Han Zhiyun's birthday?

Lu Qingchen didn't answer her question directly, only those dark eyes were bottomless, staring at her and saying, "What about you?" What are you doing here? ”

On a big night, a little girl ran out alone.

"I—I've got something."

Song Xingran felt that he should not expose Lu Yibei.

Beibei still looks quite pitiful, after all, it's his birthday today.

Lu Qingchen's thin lips pursed tightly, and he looked in the direction of Lu Yibei, thinking that he couldn't see him when he was avoided?

Idiot.

Who can stop him with such a large volume?

Lu Qingchen didn't speak, and suddenly grabbed Song Xingran's hand.

"Ahh It hurts~"

Song Xingran exclaimed in surprise, his delicate little face wrinkled together, and he looked pitiful.

When she beat those people just now, they were very physical, their bones were hard, and her hand might have been injured.

It hurts so much right now.

"I know it hurts."

His tone was cold, and his dark eyes were tinged with coldness.

Suddenly, he picked her up horizontally and walked outside the bar.

Song Xingran exclaimed in surprise, and quickly hugged his neck for fear of falling.

"Where are you taking me? Let me go quickly, in case I get photographed by the paparazzi, it's over. ”

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes, staring at her panicked little face, his eyes dark.

"Be nice."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he looked really unhappy.

After a while, he said to Xiao Yang behind him: "Xiao Yang, send Lu Yibei back to the old house." ”

Song Xingran: "......" Σ (⊙▽⊙"a

It turned out that he knew that Lu Yibei was here.

Xiao Yang walked towards Lu Yibei and said helplessly: "Young Master Yibei, don't hide. We all see you. ”

Lu Yibei poked his head out pitifully: "Brother Yang, will I die miserably?" ”

Xiao Yang smiled helplessly, and took out a card from his pocket: "Young Master Yibei, this is a gift from Mr. to you." Happy birthday. ”

Lu Yibei: (ΩДΩ) Shocked