"Okay, arrange a private room." Nangong Jing turned his head and ordered at Jiang Heng.

The indifferent voice startled Mo Zixuan, who was hanging his head to read the magazine, he raised his head suddenly, and when he saw Nangong Jing, his eyes as dark as night flashed.

His sculpted facial features were still cold and hard, his thick eyebrows were like thorns, and his deep eyes shimmered with cold light.

Under the high bridge of his nose, his thin lips are pursed into a cold straight line, and he is dressed in a well-tailored custom suit, which reflects his handsomeness and extraordinary, as noble as ever.

Mo Zixuan was almost sure in his heart that the person who was here today must be herself, because Nangong Jing came.

I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart, and I couldn't help but look at the two foreigners next to him.

Especially the beautiful girl who was held by Il, tall and tall, with yellow curly hair and a shawl.

The upper body is wearing a goose-yellow turtleneck sweater, and the lower body is paired with a tight skirt that covers the hips, which is pure and quiet.

Her facial features are exquisite, like a doll, and she is a very beautiful girl.

Nangong Jing felt his scrutiny, and his sharp gaze shot towards him, he didn't know him

After reading the information, of course, he knew that this was Mo Zixuan's own figure, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly walked towards him.

Mo Zixuan put down the magazine in his hand, also stood up elegantly, and said lightly: "Master Jing, long time no see!" ”

"Did we know each other before?" Nangong Jing inserted one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and his sharp gaze seemed to be an invisible declaration of war.

Mo Zixuan naturally felt it, and replied lightly: "I know, I'm not very familiar!" ”

"Because of Jian Junxi?" Nangong Jing's tone was a little determined.

"Yes!" Mo Zixuan didn't dodge either.

"I heard that Xiye's casino is the most lively, I don't know if Mo Shao is interested in gambling!"

The corners of Nangong Jing's lips raised a playful smile, even if he didn't do anything, just standing there, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"It's an honor to invite Master Jing!" Mo Zixuan's thin lips opened lightly, and his dark eyes shone with a complicated light.

"Very good, I'll talk about something first, I'll see you later!" The corners of Nangong Jing's eyes rose, adding a bit of evil charm.

"Okay." Mo Zixuan bowed slightly, as graceful as ever.

"Young master, the box is booked!" Jiang Heng walked over in meteor strides.

When he saw Mo Zixuan, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he nodded slightly: "Mo Shao!" ”

"Hello!" Mo Zixuan nodded slightly, handsome and elegant.

The warmth between the eyebrows and eyes, like the breeze in spring, even if you just stand there and smile slightly, it makes people want to get closer inexplicably.

Whether it is appearance or personality, he is worthy of the title of national husband.

Nangong Jing doesn't like him inexplicably, there is no reason!

Jiang Heng seemed to have smelled a smell of gunpowder.

Just as he was thinking about whether to inform Jian Junxi, Nangong Jing's knife-like gaze shot at him, and said gloomily:

"You'd better figure out who you are, and if you can't, I don't mind teaching you a lesson!"

"Yes......" Jiang Hengcheng lowered his head in fear, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he could only pray that Jian Junxi would find out.

"See you later!" Nangong Jing opened his mouth coldly.

"Good!" Mo Zixuan showed his signature smile.

Jiang Heng was stunned, was this an appointment or what?

Nangong Jingfeng's sword-like gaze shot over, and he was so frightened that he immediately lowered his head.

Silently walked to the front, and said respectfully to Ian and Il, "Please ...... here"

Several people entered the elevator together.

(End of chapter)