On the stage of 'Burn', Qi Miao was singing.

A punk girl, with long life-colored hair, interprets affectionately.

'I'm laughing here, I'm crying here. I'm alive here and I'm dying here......'

The hoarse voice penetrated the soul, and there was a wave of applause.

When the word 'dead' came out, there was a stir at the door.

The boss, who doesn't come once a month, actually acts as a doorman himself, grovels to open the door, and greets him with a smile.

The first to come were two big men in the shape of a biao, and the door gods were on both sides.

Then a tall and solemn figure appeared, and the man came against the light, his steps were steady, and his face was cold.

The ironed suit without a trace of creases shows the noble atmosphere of the man.

As he entered, the gaze that had just been condensed on Qi Miao's body shifted in an instant.

The girl in the loose seat was blinded by the man's unintentional glance, covered her mouth and screamed.

"Oh my God! That man is so handsome! The girl excitedly tugged at her companions.

"Did he just look at me? I feel like I can't breathe anymore and my heart is going to jump out! ”

Even if no one talked about it, the man's aura that could not be ignored had already attracted Qi Miao's attention.

"To be kissed by a man like that, I'd rather never brush my teeth in this life!"

"I want to drug him and circle Ouou until dawn! His figure won't disappoint me! ”

Qi Miao heard the crazy show of love of the girls in the audience, and her eyes flashed with disdain.

These girls are too naïve, if they knew that if they got close to him, they would lose half their lives, and they probably wouldn't be so obsessed with his skin.

"Xiao Hengxi?" Qi Miao shouted into the microphone, her voice was not too loud, and she shouted.

The man's footsteps paused, and his eyes looked coldly at the woman with tattoos on half of her face and neck.

The front of her baring arms and shoulders was studded with rivets, which set off her already plump area, and the tight, low-rise hot pants exposed her slender waist.

Such a profligate woman, calling his name, is simply an insult to him.

Qi Miao saw that his eyes were full of disgust, and he walked even more gracefully.

No one thought about it, a second later.

The microphone swirled out of the girl's hand, targeting the man's full forehead.

There was a gasp in the room, and the man raised his arm and caught it steadily.

Perhaps expecting this to be the result, Qi Miao threw out the microphone and threw her wig away.

Therefore, the man who was standing there suddenly sank on the top of his head.

The guests were stunned by this sudden scene, including Su Mo, who was following behind Xiao Hengxi.

It took a lot of effort for him to invite this great god who had just returned to China to drink tea, and now it's okay, the end of the world has arrived.

dared to cuckold Xiao Hengxi! I'm tired of living!

"Oops, this color is a good match for you." Qi Miao was not afraid of the suffocating sense of oppression, pinched her waist and laughed.

The man's sharp eyes were cold, and a kind of killing intent suddenly emerged with ten thousand galloping horses.

The music continued in the venue, and the neon lights were still swirling.

But everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button, and only the woman in front of her smiled abruptly and presumptuously.

Qi Miao pursed her poisoned lips, her eyes were contemptuous, and she reached out and grabbed the microphone, "What?" Don't recognize it yet? Thanks to you, it's a bit of a big change. ”

The man's voice was deep, hiding ice that could never melt: "Mobei? ”

Qi Miao's hairs rose at first.

Mobei was the name she had when she was last adopted, and it was the name that brought her darkest memories.

Boom! The microphone landed on the ground, and a harsh, high-pitched audio sound rang out from the speaker.

The guests at the tables close to the stereo jumped away as soon as possible, and those who were farther away covered their ears.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qi Miao shook off the man's hand violently and went headlong into the backstage.

Xiao Hengxi was just about to chase after him, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang, "Hey." ”

"Sir, it's not good, the little master is lost!"