"Brother Higashino." Someone walked up and said something in Bai Dongye's ear.

Bai Dongye's expression was dazed, Lu Xiaoyou didn't know what was going on, so he heard Bai Dongye ask her to wait in place, and he went to other places to deal with things.

Bai Dongye took his own people away, and Lu Xiaoyou leaned against the wall of the walkway, playing with his fingers a little boredly.

The door to a nearby box was opened, and two or three men left in groups, without closing the door.

Lu Xiaoyou sniffed, and from the open door, he smelled the sweet fragrance......

Her nose is particularly sensitive to handsome men.

Lu Xiaoyou raised her head, her dark eyes were smart and clear, she was like a deer in the forest who found a human being, and walked towards the box with a hint of curiosity.

She stood outside the box and saw a man sitting on the couch in the center, and the other men were all standing, surrounding the man.

A woman and a man are playing a game, and the men accompanying them are shouting and coaxing.

"Crispy crusts! Ha! You're losing! The men smirked at the woman.

So boring? Playing a game of crispy shell guessing in a nightclub box?

Immediately after "Smack!" Lu Xiaoyou was stunned for a moment, she almost thought that she had lost her eyes.

After the woman lost her guess, she was slapped by the man sitting opposite.

The woman with her back to Lu Xiaoyou just blocked the man, and that man was the source of the sweet fragrance.

"Come again! If you win me, you'll have the money! The man on the couch threw a thick stack of large red bills on the coffee table.

He threw another punch with the woman, and the men around him shouted again, "You've lost again!" ”

"Smack!" The man slapped the woman again.

The other men were laughing, instigating the woman to keep playing.

"It's the third game! You can't lose again! ”

Lu Xiaoyou saw that the woman's shoulders were shaking.

The two threw punches at the same time, and there was a brief silence in the box.

"Little Hou Ye, you lost!"

Someone shouted, and the man finally lost.

Before the woman on the couch could breathe a sigh of relief, the man on the opposite side punched her and knocked her flying.

The woman fell to the ground like a sandbag and couldn't get up, and the fishy smell of blood choked into Lu Xiaoyou's nose.

The other men cheered again.

"Little Hou Ye is so skilled!"

"Little Hou Ye, your fists are amazing!"

When the woman was beaten out, Lu Xiaoyou finally saw the man who was surrounded by a bunch of people.

The man wears a black stand-up collar shirt, casual black jeans underneath, and the shoes on his feet are hundreds of thousands of famous brands, and his appearance is a natural gentleman.

He is the rich flower in the world, and his appearance is not lost to any popular little fresh meat, or in other words, he himself is a little fresh meat chased by the media, lights, and public opinion.

He dyed the fashionable gray hair of his grandmother, his face was a perfect inverted triangle face, with three or four studs on his ears, and his young face looked a little immature, but the way he crossed and pressed his knuckles made people see the arrogance and arrogance in his eyes.

The woman who fell to the ground did not get up, her shoulders were shaking, and the cry could be faintly heard.

The men suddenly became dissatisfied, "Don't be so playful!" Get out of here! ”

The gentleman who was sitting on the sofa noticed Lu Xiaoyou.

"You, come in!"

He pointed at Lu Xiaoyou, and hooked his finger again, as if calling a dog.