Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 709 Scoundrel, Mummy is mine! (15)

Beitang Si froze in place, his handsome face distorted a little bit.

Turning around, he inadvertently glanced at the butler.

"Eh? Young Master Si, I'm not suitable!"

The butler's face changed drastically, and he fled in an instant.

"Depend on!"

Behind him, Beitangsi with a sore face was left frantic on the spot.

Looking for someone to pretend to escape marriage?

This is an absolutely good way, but, who else can he turn to?
Beitang Si quietly closed a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and without warning, a cute little face flashed in front of her eyes.

"Oh, Jiang Linlin, you are miserable!"

With a last smirk, he fell into the night, which in vain made the surrounding air a bit colder.

at the same time.

The quiet room and the darkness of night almost drowned Ye Xingtong who was standing still in front of the door.

In 3 minutes, she couldn't even take a step closer.

Knowing that Yan Sijue was in the room, he opened the door and could go in.

But she didn't know why for a while, as if she was afraid of the memories brought about by the surrounding environment, her footsteps were stalemate for a long time.

Six years, a trance of time.

Nothing has changed, but she stands in the memory, restless in her heart, with a strange throbbing.

half an hour.

Ye Xingtong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door open with both hands.

In an instant, he opened his eyes.

This familiar scene broke into her sight unexpectedly, and all the furnishings in the room remained unchanged. Even when she raised her eyes, she saw Yan Sijue in the scenery.

Although, he was lying naked on the bed at this moment, not looking at her.

There is only one light yellow wall lamp in the room, emitting circles of blurred light, sprinkled and filled the air.

The smell of wine and tobacco are intertwined into a gloomy depression.

At this time, Yan Sijue still didn't notice her appearance.

The white quilt only covers the waist down, the upper body is naked, and the arms, shoulders, and lower back are almost covered with gauze.

Yan Sijue was in such a state of decadence, with an IV in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand.

Beside him, there was a glass of red wine.

Ye Xingtong looked at him, his eyes trembled slightly, and he stepped forward.

"I don't want to eat, go out!"

Suddenly, Yan Sijue's hoarse and weak voice came over coldly.

He turned sideways, his evil eyes were slightly closed, his eyes were restrained in a strange shadow, never bright.

Ye Xingtong was stunned for a moment, a faint smile was drawn on his lips, and he kept walking, approaching.

"You're hurt, why don't you take a good rest?"

At this moment, when Ye Xingtong's gentle voice rang in his ears, it touched the tranquility of the surroundings for an instant.

Yan Sijue was startled suddenly, turned around, and caught sight of her standing in front of the bed.

"Star Pupil?"

The extremely hoarse voice carried an unbelievable tension.

Ye Xingtong lowered her eyes slightly, looked at him, and smiled lightly, "Well, it's me, I'm still worried that your injuries are serious, in fact, you lied to me when you said you were fine!"

"You, are you here for this matter?"

"You don't want to see me?"

"no……"

Yan Sijue denied it very quickly, so fast that even a slight strangeness flashed across him.

Ye Xingtong silently ignored many details that touched her heart. After a pause, she leaned down towards him.

"During your recovery, you recently quit smoking and drinking."

As soon as the words fell, she had pressed the burning cigarette into the ashtray from his fingertips.

Yan Sijue's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at her gently.

(End of this chapter)