The next night coincided with the weekend, and the CLUB was full.

There are many customers, and the waiters are also busy. He Sibai was temporarily called to the freezer to get ice.

As soon as he returned to the back kitchen with a cold body, someone came to call him: "There is a guest looking for you at the door." ”

He Sibai thought it was a friend, but he didn't raise his eyelids, but asked coldly, "Did he say what his name was?" ”

"No," the man scratched his head, thinking earnestly, "but a very beautiful woman. ”

Woman.

The woman who knew he was working here and came to him.

He Sibai's men were busy with movements, and suddenly raised their heads.

His plain and indifferent tone was rarely a little urgent: "Woman? ”

"That's right." The man nodded.

He Sibai didn't say a word, turned around and left.

He had long legs and a fast gait, and he could walk through the bustling crowd in three and two steps.

The entrance of the CLUB is facing the air conditioning vent, and the hot wind is baking people's cheeks, making people drowsy.

But after all, it's winter, and people come and go and wear a lot of clothes.

Only Shen Qingzhao is like an anomaly, with cold eyebrows and unruly eyes, wearing a red suspender dress, the exposed shoulders and neck are fair and attractive, and the waist under the slim long skirt is curled, lining the long legs smoothly.

Dressed in a red dress, it contrasts strongly with the huge black-and-gray mural behind her.

It's too beautiful.

She didn't have to do anything, as long as she stood there quietly, there would naturally be countless people crowning her with amazing eyes.

Maybe he was a little bored waiting, Shen Qingzhao glanced down at his watch, then lowered his head, opened the silver tassel handbag in his hand, and took out a box of slender women's cigarettes from it.

As soon as one was drawn, a man immediately surrounded him and raised the lighter.

Shen Qingzhao seemed to be accustomed to such scenes, and just hooked his lips and smiled lazily without surprise.

She said something to the man as she bit the cigarette between her lips and teeth, and prepared to bow her head to the flames.

In the distance, after seeing this scene, He Sibai's eyes darkened a little, and his steps gradually slowed down.

It may be a problem of angle, Shen Qingzhao actually caught a glimpse of him the moment he lowered his head.

Shen Qingzhao's eyes immediately lit up, and regardless of the movement of the man next to him holding the lighter, he directly took the cigarette from between his lips and waved at him with a smile.

That's it.

He Sibai stared for two seconds, but still walked over.

He leaned down, took out the lighter in his pocket, clicked crisply, and neatly shook off the lighter slide.

Orange-yellow flames burst out in an instant, illuminating the surroundings and He Sibai's face at the same time.

The firelight danced happily in his bottomless pupils.

"Smoke." He said.

Shen Qingzhao bit the cigarette between his lips again and lowered his head slightly.

The two of them only approached for a moment, and in a moment, He Sibai stood up again.

The surroundings were dark again, and the attentive man had left in amusement.

Shen Qingzhao bit the cigarette butt between his teeth and complained lightly: "You are so busy." ”

"Hmm." He Sibai lowered his eyes and looked at her with a heavy gaze, rolled his Adam's apple for a moment, and spat out, "I'm sorry." ”

If his friends were at the scene and heard the conversation between the two, everyone would have dropped their glasses.

There has never been anyone who can make He Sibai willingly bow his head and apologize.

Shen Qingzhao didn't know the inside story, and he didn't care. After all, she was just casually teasing.

She picked up the handbag from the stool next to her: "For you, is it an early New Year's gift?" ”

He Sibai raised his eyes: "What?" ”

"A pair of gloves."

Shen Qingzhao didn't want to hide the origin of this pair of gloves, but he felt that it was too troublesome to talk about, so he simply said concisely: "I didn't give it away, a pair of men's leather gloves, it's useless for me to keep them." ”

"It's cold now, and your hand hurts, so it's time to take it with a protective hand."

He Sibai was silent for a moment, and words of thanks and rejection rolled on the tip of his tongue.

Eventually, he lowered his eyes and said thank you in a low voice.

"Your foot hurts ......," He Sibai suddenly remembered something. He looked down, only to find that the woman was wearing a rare pair of flat shoes today.

He pursed his lower lip: "It's still serious." ”

Shen Qingzhao sighed lightly, not caring at all: "It's okay, there's no problem with walking." ”

He Sibai couldn't hear that the woman was being strong.

She dragged her wounds to him. Just to give him a pair of gloves.

He Sibai tightened his grip on the handbag.

He looked at her fixedly, his dark eyes overlapping the bright lights cast by the various spotlights in the hall, and some emotions were hidden in the brilliance and rhyme, secretly surging.

After a moment's pause, He Sibai spoke seriously: "I-"

The rest of the words were in his throat again.

His face darkened.

His eyes were frighteningly cold.

The atmosphere around me was like a layer of frost.

He saw that behind her, a man staggered over, put his hand on Shen Qingzhao's shoulder familiarly, and his tone was half angry and half angry, "What are you doing sneaking out." ”

Shen Qingzhao didn't seem to be surprised by the man's actions, he just stared at him obliquely, and lazily picked at the end of his eyes: "You care about me." ”

The man snorted: "You have a long ability." ”

"Ah, I didn't bother you." The man seemed to be drunk, his gaze shifted sluggishly, and he waved his hand at He Sibai in hindsight.

The man turned his head and asked Shen Qingzhao, his tone was not very friendly: "New boyfriend?" ”

Shen Qingzhao rolled his eyes and said in an impatient tone: "It's just a younger brother I know." ”

The man sighed and looked at He Sibai, as if to confirm the authenticity: "What kind of brother are you?" ”

Questioning tone.

He Sibai didn't even bother to respond.

Just a faint laugh.

Sure enough, Shen Qingzhao would not make a special trip to find him.

"Yes-" Shen Qingzhao was just about to introduce. But he saw the young man take a step back and turn to leave.

Only one sentence remains-

"I won't bother you."

The young man's action of turning around was too decisive, Shen Qingzhao was stunned for a while, and he didn't say anything to stay, just watched the young man's figure disappear into the crowd.

Tyson also looked at it for a while, then lowered his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket: "What, new favorite?" ”

"New darling, fart," Shen Qingzhao frowned, knocking off Tyson's hand leaning on her shoulder, "My tenant's child." ”

Her slap was not small. Tyson was already drunk, and his balance was unstable this time, and he even shook his body a few times.

He muttered a few words dissatisfied, put the cigarette in his mouth, and took a puff, only to realize that the cigarette had not been lit.

He cursed and yelled at the waiter next to him for a lighter.

The waiter was holding a tray in one hand and a beer in the other. In a hurry, I didn't touch the lighter for a while.

Shen Qingzhao took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it to Tyson: "The waiter I asked Yu Lan to help take care of tonight is him." ”

Tyson suddenly realized: "Oh. ”

Shen Qingzhao lowered his head, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and bit it between his teeth, and responded lazily: "It's not easy to prepare for the final exam of economics while preparing for the math competition and going out to work." ”

Tyson's attention was completely off: "There are dozens of houses in your hands, why have I never heard that you are so concerned about the children of any tenant?" Hmph, don't you have a relationship with people—"

Shen Qingzhao didn't bother to explain. She smiled and lit the cigarette, puffing out a cool puff of smoke that stopped Tyson from talking the rest of the way.

She smiled, "Well, I know you're jealous, I love you forever, baby." ”

"Grass." Tyson was caught off guard, choked, and hurriedly fanned the wind with his orchid fingers, "What the are you smoking chimneys, so strong?" ”

"Outside the smoke, Russian. I'll send you one back. Shen Qingzhao smiled.

Tyson waved his hand quickly, his expression with three points of fear: "I can't smoke, you can keep it." ”

"It's boring," Shen Qing pursed his lips with interest, turned around and walked upstairs, "Let's go, go back." ”