Yao and Jiang were awestruck, and their lips were unknowingly cold.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped outside a luxurious and splendid hotel. In particular, the gilded word "prosperous age" seemed to be plated with a layer of gold under the sun, which dazzled people's eyes.

She looked at the golden door shining in the sun and turned to the person sitting in the co driver's seat. The sun was warm on his perfect outline through the window. It was really as perfect as a God.

Of course, when you see such a face, you must not think about what he said and the evil look when talking.

His clear eyes turned slightly, looked forward and began to remind: "Ji Zailin, here we are."

The eyes suddenly opened, and the eyes like black gemstones quickly flashed a fierce color, which was fleeting, and the eyes also recovered to their usual light carelessness, opened the door and went out.

However, when the foot just stepped out, it suddenly stopped, turned to look at her, and said two words concisely, "come up."

Then he strode out.

Yao Jiang frowned at his back and wanted to say no, but his lips moved, as if he remembered something. After all, he didn't say anything. He pulled out the key and got out of the car.

Soon, a doorman came up. She handed the key to the doorman and said, "please."

With that, she walked towards the person who had been five steps away from her.

Shengshi, the largest, most luxurious and most noble hotel in city B, integrating catering, accommodation and entertainment.

It's also a gold nest for the rich.

She hasn't been here, but it has been said that any entertainment item in it is the salary of white-collar workers for half a year, which is not affordable for ordinary people.

She looked around at the magnificent decoration, golden construction like a palace, luxurious layout and atmospheric facilities. It was really a place for rich people.

She turned her head to look at the figure farther and farther away from her, pursed her lips, trotted a few steps to keep up with the tall and straight posture.

Ji Zailin went directly to one side of the exclusive VIP elevator, and Yao Jiang then went in.

Qingli's eyes watched Ji Zailin press down on the 30th floor. Her eyes moved and didn't speak.

Such a quiet but with a strange smell floated up again, but soon dissipated, because the thirty floor time was very short.

Ji Zailin looked at the quiet man one step behind him through the polished elevator door, and his evil eyes gradually floated a trace of memory.

But this memory also interrupted his thoughts with the sound of "Ding". His eyes moved, the pain and hate in his eyes, and the love floating in the depths of his eyes disappeared in the sound of "Ding" and returned to the original unfathomable.

Strode out, came to an exclusive VIP box, directly pressed the password and went in.

Yao Jiang followed him in.

"Hey, you're late,"

As soon as I entered the box door, a joking voice came over.

Yao Jiang subconsciously looked at the sound and saw a man sitting on a long black leather sofa.

The sword eyebrows and stars, the bridge of the nose, and the eyebrow peaks are prominent. Under them are a pair of standard peach blossom eyes. The tips of the eyes are slightly picked up. When they are picked up, there is a feminine evil spirit, and his outline is clear and beautiful. With the eyes picked up at the moment, his whole body is full of a random debauchery.

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