Ranbai was not polite, and calmly sat down next to him as if he really knew them.

Although the other people didn't say anything, Ranbai could see the subtle disdain and ridicule from their eyes, as well as the vaguely high-ranking playfulness, as if he was teasing a pet casually.

The original owner was really not very good.

However, Ran Bai sat here and saw from this angle that there was actually a person opposite him, sitting alone on the dark red sofa, with a large area around him, but no one was approaching him.

It is slightly farther to the angle facing the dyed white.

But I still see the outlines are deep and elegant.

Even if you lean on it simply, you are a little lazy, revealing a bit of noble temperament and the words "gentle" that are blended into your bones.

Just a touch of side face under the dim light, it is as handsome as a picture scroll. The thin lips under the high and straight nose bridge are soft, as if they are a light layer of light. The lips are seductive and very suitable for kissing. The bone shape originally meant by sharpness is neutralized by the warm breath, which is fascinating.

Almost in a moment,

It perfectly overlaps with the scene on the rainy night in the original owner's memory.

It's the same person.

There is probably no other person in this world who has such temperament, clear and gentle, deep but restrained.

I have a pair of affectionate eyes, but I am gloomy and frivolous in my bones.

The tip of the dyed white tongue touched the snow-white tiger teeth, licked the corners of his lips, and narrowed his eyes in an unknown way.

In addition to a few young masters, there were also a few girls in the private room, all of whom were beautiful and were by their side.

There was also a woman sitting beside Han Zhe, who leaned against him with a sticky look and wore a red V-neck suspender skirt, which fully reflected her figure, curly hair, big waves, eyeliner, and attractive red lips. She looked enchanting and sexy, and her appearance was also outstanding. It would be amazing at first glance, but when you look at it again, you will feel too craftsmanship, and the tip of your chin is also a little stiff.

The eyes that looked at Ran Bai were a little hostile, but more contempt.

"Han Young Master." The woman opened her red lips slightly, called out in a coquettish voice, and aloof glanced at Ran Bai, sneered, with a subtle and weird tone: "Why is Miss Song coming?"

Han Zhe smiled and raised his hand to press it. When he bit the cigarette with his thin lips, he was a bit sloppy and evil, but it did not damage his nobleness. A few words overflowed from his lips and teeth, which were a little blurred and ambiguous, saying: "I asked."

The little lover's name is Liu Qiao. When he heard Han Zhe's answer, his face froze for a moment, but he knew the measure and didn't ask again.

"Look at Miss Song's recent reduction has been reduced a lot." Han Zhe looked at her and had some exploration. After all, the girl's low voice just now really surprised him. I don't know if she gave up on herself or wanted to use some new tricks, he curled his lips and asked slowly: "Have you encountered any trouble?"

The woman next to her couldn't help but glance at Han Zhe, and her eyes fixed on the girl again. Her eyes that didn't like Han Zhe fell on Ran Bai.

Although it has a white skirt and light makeup, it gives people a very pure and clean temperament, but it is...it is a bit of a change inexplicably.

Han Zhe said this on purpose, and he should be punished.

However, Song Bai came to the door to humiliate others and dressed up like this. Everyone knows what it means. Only then did the woman suppress the displeasure in her heart and feel a little gloating.

After stopping crying with this garbage constitution, Ranbai felt much better and saw her official partner so quickly... although something seemed wrong.

But she was in a good mood. After hearing Han Zhe’s question, she nodded very lightly.

Then?

Then there was nothing to say.

Han Zhe laughed, his eyebrows and eyes slightly stretched out.

This Song Bai...is really interesting.

I was already tired of playing.

"Ms. Song can play cards, or play..." Han Zhe looked at her thoughtfully, his tone was full of romantic style, "Truth?"

Without knowing everything, Ranbai lowered his eyes, his emotions were dull, and he spoke in a concise manner: "Whatever."

She could have made excuses to leave, but someone here, is she losing money now?

Han Zhe smiled slightly, leaned back, with a bit of a naturally passionate trait at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he made the final decision: "Tell me the truth."

The young masters next to them were also very interested, but no one asked the person to occupy the entire sofa.

The man did not move any movement from beginning to end, with his eyes closed, his eyelashes longer than before, and his side face was still exquisite and incredible under the dim light, exuding a hazy sense of mystery and a lazy and indifferent expression.

It seemed like I was asleep.

There are not many people in the private room, so there are no more than four or five people, and the truth is very exciting.

Ranbai started to be very lucky, but was still accused of being there once.

"What Miss Song chooses?" Han Zhe smiled and was naturally seductive.

Ranbai withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Truthful."

Han Zhe nodded thoughtfully, looked at her leisurely, and his voice jokingly: "Is the truth... Does Miss Song have anyone you like?"

"Yes." Ranbai answered casually, his tone was lazy and not caring, and he was lightly vaguely with a slight smile.

Han Zhe laughed softly.

The more or less mocking eyes fell on her, and the expression was still in motion.

Later, he was accused of Han Zhe and Ranbai returned the same problem.

Han Zhe smiled slightly, "There are too many people I like. But Miss Song is of course the most likable."

After hearing this answer, Liu Qiao obviously stopped. She leaned at Han Zhe with grievance, muttering like a spoiled person, with a little anger in her tone, and she looked like a fairy, and she was completely in two styles from the original owner.

It’s not obvious that Han Zhe is both hot and cold.

"What does Mr. Han mean? Don't Qiao'er please you anymore?"

Han Zhe lazily pinched her pointed chin, and gave a passionate kiss to someone casually and frivolously. He stroked Liu Qiaohong's lips with his fingertips, and said casually: "Be good, of course I like you."

Others are not surprised.

There was another young master who whistled beautifully.

Han Zhe kicked him.

It can be seen that this kind of thing is completely common and common in their eyes.

Liu Qiao was comforted and proudly raised her pointed chin with a look of disdain and provocation.

When Ranbai faced that face, he really wanted to tell which hospital was giving you plastic surgery. Just now his chin is enough for you to go back and complain.

What is the level of plastic surgery?

After playing, Ranbai was not selected until the last game.

This time she chose the big adventure.

The young master sitting opposite looked at her with unblind disdain and cold eyes. After glanced at her, he said, "Since it's a big adventure, let's have some fun."

He looked at her, "How about Miss Song picking someone to kiss in the club."

Ranbai looked calm and met the young master's eyes.

After two seconds of pause,

She smiled and spoke.
Chapter completed!