The subtle air flow sprinkled on the earlobe, obviously with a hint of coldness, but Song Xuan felt that his ears were hot.

You don't have to look at him to know that his ears must have turned red.

The demon's words are too ambiguous, with a certain kind of lingering that can make people's hearts beat uncontrollably without explicit.

Song Xuan clenched his hands, and clearly heard the sound of his heartbeat out of control.

"Yo, do you have such sensitive ears?" Jiang Jin whispered in his ear, "It's just a word, it's like this, if—"

The next words were replaced by chuckles, with a hint of hoarseness in the laughter.

Song Xuan pinched his fingertips with his fingernails, trying to make his tone sound calm: "It's better not to make some jokes." ”

Jiang Jin probed from behind him, and the peach blossom eyes raised looked at him with interest: "Joke? For example? ”

Song Xuan's heartbeat almost stopped.

It's too close.

It's a little too close.

The evil spirit has already manifested its form, but it is obvious that only Song Xuan can see the form of the evil spirit here.

The venue was well lit, and directly above Song Xuan's seat was a powerful light lamp.

The day-bright light hit the slightly illusory face of the evil spirit, making the already delicate facial features look more transparent and broken.

Song Xuan tried to force himself to look away, but he didn't succeed.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his voice was so dry and hoarse that he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Fortunately, the evil spirits did not linger on this topic for long.

Song Xuan found that his attention seemed to be drawn to the speaker on the stage again.

Song Xuan's brows were slightly relaxed.

While I was relieved, there was another strange emotion churning and shouting.

It was Song Shan who diverted the attention of the evil spirits.

Jiang Yu still maintained his previous posture, his head resting on Song Xuan's shoulder, his long hair hanging lightly on the side of his face, and a few strands even dangled into the young man's arms.

He snorted coldly: "Song Shan is still as eloquent as before. ”

There was no lack of mockery in this voice, and Song Xuan felt that his emotions calmed down a little.

After Song Shan's speech, the sharing session of the exchange meeting also came to an end, followed by a free exchange session.

On the second floor of the venue is a large and empty hall, and the association has already set up the hall, just waiting for the people who come to participate in the meeting to communicate freely.

Song Xuan heard the evil spirit whispering in his ear: "Balcony on the second floor, see you later, my dear sacrifice." ”

Before he finished speaking, the long hair hanging down in front of him shook twice, and then disappeared.

Song Xuan subconsciously raised his hand, as if he wanted to catch the strand of long hair, and as if he was trying to keep it, but he didn't succeed after all.

When leaving his seat, Song Xuan's gaze subconsciously looked towards the position of 'Jiang Tang'.

The other party happened to stand up, as if sensing his gaze, pushed his glasses and slightly hooked his lips at him, smiling gently.

Song Xuan retracted his gaze and silently followed behind Song Qingzhou.

It was the first time he came to the exchange meeting, and Song Qingzhou was whispering to him, but Song Xuan didn't listen to a word.

- There are many balconies in the hall on the second floor, which balcony is the evil spirit talking about?

*

Jiang Jin unhurriedly followed the flow of people up to the second floor.

He is now just a newcomer to the association, Jiang Tang, he doesn't know many people, and basically no one will come to talk to him.

It's a pleasure to be idle.

Anyway, he wasn't here to socialize.

Jiang Tang took a cocktail from the long table, and then found a free balcony at random and went in.

The hall on the second floor has more than 20 small balconies, all of which are independent and separated from the hall by a glass door, behind which a heavy curtain hangs to block many views in the hall.

There are small coffee tables and small stools on the balcony, arranged with some flowers and plants, and the light moonlight outside the window is very suitable for admiring the moon and talking.

…… Also good for doing something sneaky.

The five senses of the evil spirit are excellent, and the sound insulation effect of the small balcony is very good, but Jiang Jin still heard some vague but ambiguous sounds.

I don't know which small balcony it came from.

Jiang Jin calmly took a sip of the cocktail, the fruity cocktail was sweet, and the wine flavor was not very strong.

233 whispered: [Host, will the mission target really come?] 】

Jiang Jin: [He'll come.] 】

233 stopped talking, and it always felt that the balcony here was not a serious balcony.

It wasn't long before a small noise suddenly came from behind the balcony.

Because he was waiting for someone, Jiang Yu only closed the curtains and hung a small sign of 'someone' outside the balcony, but did not close the glass door, in order to make it easier for Song Xuan to find him.

But the person who walked in at this time, even if he only heard the footsteps, Jiang Jin knew that it was not Song Xuan.

He turned to look and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Song Yuanlin?

Song Qingzhou's elder brother and Song Shan's eldest son, Song Yuanlin?

Song Yuanlin took the lead in introducing himself, and then asked, "Your name is Jiang Tang, right?" ”

Jiang Jin: "Hmm. ”

"I've heard Si Ran, that kid mention you." Song Yuanlin was the first to speak, "He said that you took them to a field trip, and your ability is very good. ”

Jiang Jin hummed lightly.

The words 'refuse' were almost written on his face.

But Song Yuanlin continued to talk to him as if he couldn't see it.

233 puzzled: [Host, why did he suddenly come to you?] 】

Jiang Jian sighed in his heart: [Isn't it obvious? He has taken a fancy to 'Jiang Tang'. 】

233 snorted in shock.

Jiang Jian sighed: [When will my Song Xiaoxuan come, I need a hero to save Mei here. 】

*

And Song Xuan, who was missed by Jiang Yao, was tripped and couldn't get out of his body at this time.

After following Song Qingzhou to the second floor, Song Xuan kept paying attention to the location of the stairs on the second floor, and saw the figure of 'Jiang Tang' for the first time.

Song Xuan watched as the other party walked into one of the balconies with a cocktail.

But Song Qingzhou is now pulling him to see Song Shan, and he won't be able to leave for a while.

Song Xuan has become the evil spirit sacrifice of the Song family, and only the three members of Song Qingzhou's family know about it, and they haven't had time to tell Song Shan yet.

Song Shan has a total of two sons, the relationship between Song Yuanlin and Song Qingzhou is not good, and Song Shan is even more important to his son Song Yuanlin.

And in order to overpower Song Yuanlin in front of Song Shan, Song Qingzhou took the risk and directly dedicated Song Xuan to the evil spirit of the Song family.

Now that the evil spirits of the Song family like Song Xuan very much, Song Qingzhou felt that it was time to tell Song Shan about it.

Song Qingzhou and Song Siran followed him one after the other, Song Xuan couldn't find a chance to sneak away, but he kept paying attention to the situation on the small balcony.

Someone lifted the curtains and walked out onto the small balcony.

Song Xuan frowned.

The figure of the man was somewhat familiar, like ......

Song Yuanlin?

What is Song Yuanlin doing in search of 'Jiang Tang'?

Song Xuan's brows furrowed even tighter, and he suddenly remembered that Song Qingzhou once said, 'Song Yuanlin can suppress him in everything, he just likes to, and he only likes men'.

Song Xuan's heart jumped, thinking of 'Jiang Tang''s handsome and elegant appearance, a bad premonition exploded in his heart in an instant.

Song Qingzhou's footsteps in front of him suddenly stopped.

Song Shan was talking to the senior management of the association, and it seemed that he had no time to deal with them in a short time, so Song Qingzhou could only wait beside him.

Song Xuan found an opportunity and whispered, "I'll go to the small balcony to get some air." ”

Without waiting for Song Qingzhou and Song Siran to react, he got into the crowd and walked straight towards the small balcony where the evil spirit was.

The moment he lifted the curtain, Song Xuan happened to see that Song Yuanlin threw something into Jiang Tang's wine glass, and his movements were extremely vague, and the small white grain instantly melted into the wine and disappeared.

Song Xuan chuckled in his heart, his body moved faster than his brain, and he stepped forward and inserted/entered between the two.

"Uncle, grandpa is looking for you."

Song Yuanlin snorted and muttered in a low voice: "Why are you ...... at this time?"

But he didn't doubt Song Xuan's words, and before leaving, he stuffed a room card in the pocket of Jiang Jin's clothes, winked at Jiang Jin and said, "Room 2411, I'll wait for you." ”

It wasn't until Song Yuanlin walked away that Song Xuan's tense body relaxed slightly.

"Heroes save beauty, huh?"

Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to speak, but found that the wine glass in the young man's hand was empty for some time.

His eyes froze: "...... What about wine? ”

"You say this?" Jiang Jin shook the empty cup and said with a brisk smile, "Of course I drank it." ”