It was too far away, she was in the light and he was in the dark, and Qin Ye couldn't see anything.

However, in the dark, there was always a feeling that he was there watching her.

Qin Ye hooked his lips and showed a handsome and bright smile.

She knew he would come!

On the VIP seat facing the stage in the high area, Jun Moting looked at Qin Ye with affectionate eyes, and his expression was extremely gentle.

The high-intensity busyness made him hardly sleep during this time.

But the moment he saw the young man, he suddenly felt that his whole body was indescribably relaxed.

It's as if an unconscious person has been given a panacea.

She is his poison and his antidote!

As long as she is there, no matter how busy and tired she is, his fatigue can be swept away.

"Executive, it's time to go back!"

A stiff voice broke Jun Moting's soothing, and he turned his head to face Du Manxi's solemn face.

Jun Moting hooked his lips, "Don't worry!" ”

"But ......"

Du Manxi looked disapproving.

At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, there will be a meeting at the presidential palace, and Jun Moting will rush to the president's office before seven o'clock to meet with His Excellency the president.

And it's already 11 o'clock at the moment, and if you don't go back, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up.

I still want to persuade a few more words, Du Manxi raised his eyes and met the gaze of Shangjun Moting.

With a smile on the man's face, even his eyes were not as cold as before, and his temperament was a little more gentle.

But Du Manxi felt a chill stubbornly.

Not daring to say any more, Du Manxi glanced at the already empty stage and took a step back.

In the music hall, the fans who were still unsatisfied spontaneously lined up towards the exit, and in just over ten minutes, the venue that was still overcrowded was already more than half empty.

There was no stampede and chaos as expected, and the scene was orderly.

Not only coconuts, but even those fans have set an example to explain what it means to be a high-quality fan under the leadership of a high-quality idol.

When the crisp "brother" sounded in his ears, Du Manxi raised his eyes and saw Qin Ye running from the central district.

The boy was still wearing the same clothes he had just dressed.

Xu was in too much of a hurry, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her skin seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, and she was indescribably smooth and white.

The corners of his lips were piled up with a businesslike and elegant smile, and before Du Manxi could say "night less", he saw the young man pounce into Jun Moting's arms.

And Jun Moting, with that proud smile, stretched out his hand to catch her.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed Qin Ye's lips.

Du Manxi: !!

It was obvious that they were the ones who were kissing, but Du Manxi felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown in the pile, and there was nowhere to escape from embarrassment.

"Execution...... Executive Officer ......"

Looking around in a panic, Du Manxi reminded Jun Moting loudly, but saw the two slowly separate.

kissed Qin Ye's forehead, and kissed the tip of her nose and lips, Jun Moting's voice was low, "Baby, Happy Valentine's Day!" ”

"Happy Valentine's Day!"

Qin Ye replied with a smile.

From beginning to end, the two of them didn't look at her, as if no one else was close to her.

The smile on Du Manxi's face couldn't be pretended anymore.

When Jun Moting instructed his assistant to book a ticket to the Demon Capital, Du Manxi knew that Jun Moting had come to have a tryst with Qin Ye.

Pretending not to know, Du Manxi asked the assistant to book her air ticket.

But when facing Jun Moting, he pretended to be frightened and said that he didn't know that his trip to the Demon Capital was a private matter.

Jun Moting said that it didn't matter, when he wanted to follow, Du Manxi hid the calculation on his lips.

Thinking that the schedule was tight, even if Qin Ye saw Jun Moting, he might not be able to say a few words to him.

Unexpectedly, the two didn't even have to speak, and they gave her a heavy blow as soon as they met.

Until this moment, Du Manxi knew that it was not she who calculated Jun Moting, but that she was calculated by Jun Moting.