There were even a few drops along her swan neck, landing on the glittering fish pendant, and then disappearing into the bound peaks and mountains on her chest.

"It's fun to drink, isn't it? Senior Chen?"

As he said that, his eyes swept the cocktail in his hand and the urge was quite obvious.

He chuckled, maintained this position, raised his head and blew the entire bottle. He then withdrew his arm and sank his entire upper body slightly in the backrest of the sofa behind him:

"It seems that the environment really affects people. Senior Jiang didn't like such nightclubs in the past."

Next to the small bar in front, the person singing has been replaced by Liang Yan.

She still sang her original work "Goodbye, Beijing".

I am dumb and desireful, and the past is very quiet.

Jiang Zhiyu still remembers Xiao Yang's distraught appearance when he heard this song.

But now things change.

They have been together for many years after they are separated.

But they had their relationship at the beginning, but they had their own way.

Feeling filled with emotion.

Jiang Zhiyu tilted his head and looked at him slantedly.

But he seemed to have not noticed it, his eyes seemed to have no focus, and he stubbornly left a side face for him.

Jiang Zhiyu was dissatisfied and rubbed his arm casually:

"You said, if those things hadn't happened at the beginning, would it be different now?"

"Can we get married earlier than Yu Yu and the others?"

The calm expression finally loosened, but it was not a smile, but a frown and a faint mockery:

"Schoolmate Jiang can even recall the past. Could it be that the past two years have not been satisfactory?"

"It's a pity that the past has become the past, where is there any if?"

Jiang Zhiyu also laughed.

The smile is like him, just floating on the surface:

"I asked you, why didn't you explain when I misunderstood you and Qiao Qiao?"

"Later, I misunderstood that you asked Su He to modify my selection results, why didn't you explain?"

She drank a lot, her face turned red, but her eyes were as bright as before, as if she wanted to see a hole in him:

"Chen Si, tell me, why are these?"

"Yes, why?"

Chen Si did not go to see her, but just picked up the champagne on the table and poured himself a glass of champagne:

"I want to know why, too?"

"Maybe, I am young and energetic, and I always feel that I am not doing well, and even the explanation is pale and ridiculous."

After saying that, a glass of wine was already drunk, which led to a heart full of sorrow:

"I think about it now, it's my obsession that Junior Sister Jiang is still free and easy."

However, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly stretched out his hand, shackled his chin, and forced him to look at him, his tone as anxious as he had never felt before:

"Just obsession? You know that I misunderstood you, haven't you ever thought that you misunderstood me?"

Her voice was sharp.

It easily interrupted the harmonious and lively atmosphere in the private room.

The singer stopped and only the accompaniment sound remained.

The dancing people also stopped and turned to gather their eyes.

Even the dim light above my head stopped at the right time, showing a room of light.

Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously let go of his hand and shakingly stood up and walked out.

The coat on her legs fell to the ground as she moved.

Chen Si had no answer throughout the whole process.

But the silent eyes finally had a moment of turmoil.

Under the gaze of everyone, he bent down, picked up the coat on the ground, strode out, reached out to hold Jiang Zhiyu's wrist, and drove her hard towards the side, trapping her around the corner of the corridor.

Eyes meet.

Thick breath.

His nose was rubbing against her, as if the next second he would drop the kiss on her red lips.

But no.

He just looked at her quietly.

Never taken seriously.

As if I wanted to see her heart from her eyes, my tone was extremely serious:

"What you just said, what do you mean?"

Jiang Zhiyu's hand was locked on top of his head by him and supported his other hand behind him, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She struggled and moved, in return for his more forceful counterattack.

A lot of grievance came, and she quietly blushed her eyes with the smell of alcohol:

"Chen Si, don't bully me!"
Chapter completed!