Colorful in the color today for some reason I feel very quiet.

Ye Siwen said to Ye Nanqian: "Let's go to the third floor." ”

got on the elevator on the third floor, and Ye Nanqian followed behind Ye Siwen.

Ye Siwen pulled her into one of the private rooms, but when she saw that there was no figure, she was secretly surprised: "What's the matter?" ”

"I didn't see the waiter either." Ye Nanqian reminded her.

Ye Siwen nodded: "Wait, I'll call and ask." ”

Ye Siwen took out her mobile phone and went to the door to call.

A minute later, Ye Siwen came back and said to Ye Nanqian: "They are on the second floor, let's go, let's go to the second floor too." ”

Hearing the second floor, Ye Nanqian's heart trembled inexplicably.

But she quickly regained her composure, and it was all a matter of the previous life.

Where is there such a coincidence, I would meet Lu Xingshen ten years ago here.

According to the impression of his previous life, Lu Xingshen doesn't seem to be in the country at this stage.

So, she wasn't worried about running into him.

As soon as she got out of the elevator on the second floor, Ye Siwen stopped a few waiters: "The person from 303 upstairs said that he came to the second floor, where is it?" ”

The waiter was holding red wine in his hand, and was suddenly stopped by Ye Siwen, and said a little anxiously: "I'm sorry, there are distinguished guests over there at 206, and I have to rush to entertain you, can you wait a while?" ”

206！

At that time, Ye Nanqian went to pick up Lu Xingshen at 206.

Ye Nanqian felt that he suddenly had an unsteady heartbeat because of the number 206, which was a little funny.

Ye Siwen suddenly took her hand and said to her, "Let's go to 206 to have a look!" What kind of distinguished guest is it that actually left us all aside! ”

Ye Nanqian subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but saw that Ye Siwen was on the rise, so she had to be pulled by Ye Siwen to the door of 206.

Ye Siwen poked her head out and looked into 206.

Ye Nanqian was pulled by her with a lack of interest, and completely embodied the professionalism of a foil.

Ye Siwen stood on tiptoe and couldn't see anything, she finally let go of Ye Nanqian's hand, "Why are there so many people?" I can't see anything! Nannan, you wait for me here, I'll squeeze in and take a look! ”

"Auntie, you pay attention to safety...... Ye Nanqian reminded worriedly.

I don't know if it's because she was reborn at the age of twenty-eight, she found that now she and Ye Siwen are standing together, and she is like a stable elder.

In contrast, Ye Siwen's aunt is very lively.

She was thinking about the fact that there were many people here, so she should find a place with fewer people to wait for Ye Siwen.

Someone suddenly hit him the shoulder, Ye Nanqian was unstable, and his body fell backwards.

She hurriedly reached out and grabbed the only thing in front of her that she could hold, which seemed to be a man's trouser leg.

There was a tearing sound, which was the sound of the fabric being torn.

Tearing, another cracking sound......

The flesh on Ye Nan's shallow waist lost its confinement, and he felt loose, and it was a little cold.

It's big.

This skirt has given up the desire to survive.

She's going to lose her face today.

A grumpy voice rang out to reprimand the man who had ripped off his trouser leg from the top of her head: "You crazy woman! You're sick! Your pants are all torn for you! ”

Ye Nan raised her head in a daze, still holding the small trouser leg in her hand, and before she could see the appearance of the person in front of her clearly, she saw a familiar long figure slowly walking out of the crowd, he spoke at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, but every word was full of momentum without anger and self-authority: "What happened?" ”

The blood in Ye Nanqian's whole body seemed to have coagulated in an instant.

These few words, no matter how ordinary the inquiry, are all too familiar to her.

Subconsciously turned his face to the side, but the afterglow still swept to the almost perfect face.

His expression was cold and indifferent, almost overlapping with the one in his memory.