Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 223 Yan Sijue, don't be angry, okay? (3)

Chu Youyi's words sounded unintentional, but they were full of hints and deep meaning.

"Oh……"

Ye Xingtong nodded gruntly, biting her lips, struggling in her heart.

Ten minutes later, the sports car stopped at the underground palace.

Chu Youyi unlocked the car door, watched her unbuckle her seat belt and get out of the car, but she didn't do anything.

"You won't go in with me?"

Just as Ye Xingtong was about to step out of the car, she saw him just looking at her and smiling, and she frowned, she asked suspiciously.

Chu Youyi bent his eyes and smiled charmingly and harmlessly, "I don't want to see my cousin's scary look again, so I won't go, I'll wait for you here. If you can't coax my cousin later, And if you are homeless, I can be the driver and take you home!"

"Heh...heh...thank you for the joke!"

Ye Xingtong pulled his lips in embarrassment, and with a solemn and solemn face, he approached the underground palace step by step.

Behind him, the night gradually obscured Chu Youyi's gaze.

The smile froze on the lips little by little, and finally condensed into one point, which settled in the depths of the pupils full of hatred.

Yan Sijue...

I finally found your weakness.

One day, I will use this woman to make you feel that life is worse than death.

The underground palace.

The sound of heavy metal music filled that corner of the air, and under the flashing neon lights, men and women danced close to each other.Noisy atmosphere, high HIGH nightlife, the taste of alcohol mixed with strong indulgence. Passion.

Standing at the main entrance, Ye Xingtong frowned tightly, expressing that he didn't like it and was somewhat repelled.

But Yan Sijue was here, which became the reason for her to get close.

After pausing for a moment, she suddenly bit her lip, took a deep breath, walked through the crowd, and walked straight to the underground lounge behind.

The metal stairs made a vibrating sound with every step.

Ye Xingtong deliberately slowed down her steps. When she approached the entrance of the passage, she swallowed inexplicably nervously, and poked her head out to take a look into the pitch-dark interior.

"Yan Sijue?"

Why do you make such a treacherous voice?

Ye Xingtong wrinkled her small face and didn't have time to think about this question. After a moment of pause, she found that no one answered her.

Then, she took a few steps closer and at the same time turned on the light in the basement.

The light illuminated the dark surroundings, and there were several empty wine bottles in front of the sofa facing the eyes. .

Yan Sijue has already left?
Ye Xingtong pursed his lips hesitantly, then took out his cell phone, and with the last hope, he dialed Yan Sijue's number.

The next moment, the bell rang, and Yan Sijue's cell phone was thrown in the corner of the sofa.

Ye Xingtong narrowed his eyes, walked up to pick up the phone and looked, there were more than a dozen missed calls on it, all of which were made by himself.In this way, she was even more sure that Yan Sijue was in the underground palace, but she didn't see him after searching around the lounge.

"Yan Sijue? Where are you?"

The only response to her was the loud music and screams upstairs.

Is he on the dance floor?

Ye Xingtong bit her lip, took a deep breath, and rushed back to the noisy dance floor once again.

In the midst of such lights and noise, looking for Yan Sijue is like looking for a needle in a haystack.The same place, the same mood, reminded her of the last time when Yan Sijue limited the time for her to search, and she ran to the stage to take off her clothes out of desperation.

(End of this chapter)