Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 694 Buying Wine?

   sighed, seeing that she didn't actually have much makeup today, she was hesitating whether to wash her face or go out to get some makeup.

   It was quiet in the bathroom, she hated making choices the most in her life.

   After a long time, she decided to get cosmetics.

  Because her face was burning so badly and her head was chaotic, she urgently needed a handful of cold water to wake her up.

   However, just as she stepped out of the bathroom door, she saw a tall and slender figure on the wall of the corridor separating the male and female bathrooms.

  Under the bright light, the figure and face can now be clearly seen.

Even leaning against the wall, his back is still straight, with one hand in his suit trousers pocket, a slender cigarette elegantly sandwiched between the fingers of the other hand, his head slightly bowed, and he is now smoking it beside his mouth He took a sip, and there was a different kind of charm in the mist.

   A virtuous hypocrite.

   A real ruffian who is well-dressed.

  He looked up at her, and even the bright and dazzling light couldn't seem to penetrate his deep, deep eyes.

   Ye Qingqiu pursed his lips, took two steps back, and returned to the bathroom.

   turned on the faucet, looked through the mirror, and stared at the door of the bathroom. Seeing that the man didn't follow up, she smiled sarcastically.

  What are you thinking, Ye Qingqiu.

   turned off the water from the tap, buried his face in the pool full of water, and did not move for a long time.

  The cold water instantly made her chaotic head sober.

   Sober up, she wondered if the face she just saw was her hallucination.

   Oh, maybe, she's not drinking well, and it's normal to have hallucinations when she's drunk.

   I was slightly relieved, and the whole person completely calmed down.

  Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, forty seconds...one minute...

   The collar on the back was suddenly pulled back by someone, and with a "squeaky" sound, a drop of water was brought up in front of the huge mirror.

   Her whole body was pulled back by the force, and her back slammed into the wall firmly, causing her not only to have a pain in her back, but even a dull pain in her chest.

"wanna die?"

  The cold voice of the prey resounded above his head, and the tip of his nose was a familiar and unfamiliar smell with the smell of cigarettes.

   Ye Qingqiu's heart trembled, and she wanted to raise her eyes to look at the man, but the water droplets from her hair dripped into her eyes, her eyes hurt from the sting, and she closed her eyes abruptly.

   There were two sounds of drawing paper, and then two pieces of paper were thrown on her face.

   Ye Qingqiu took advantage of the situation and wiped it, and then slowly opened his eyes.

  The tall figure of the man came into view, and his handsome face carried the indifference and gloom that she was most familiar with.

   turns out not to be a hallucination.

   "Of course I don't want to die. If I wanted to die, I would have died hundreds of times. It's better to die than live."

   Ye Qingqiu smiled and threw the paper in his hand into the trash.

   That heartless smile and tone made men disgusted for no reason.

   Ever since we learned that she was released from prison, the two of you have been secretive, and finally met face-to-face today.

   "You don't have anything to say?" Li Ting stared at her deeply, his eyes full of guilt and hatred.

   Ye Qingqiu has thought about the face-to-face scene with him too many times, and has also done countless psychological constructions.

   But he was easily frostbitten by the coldness in his eyes.

   She turned her head sideways, blinked her eyes, and suppressed the emotions that were pouring out of her eyes.

   "Huh? Do you want to buy wine, guest?"

  Li Tingshen's long and narrow black eyes shrank suddenly, and for a moment, there was a coldness and bleakness in the phoenix eyes again.

  The handsome face was full of smiles, but it was full of ruthless sarcasm.

   (end of this chapter)