Drunk laughter came from behind Ling Luoyu, and there was a pungent smell of wine.

Ling Luoyu's clothes are indeed different from those of the dancing women, and you can see the difference at a glance.

An old man in a yellow silk suit, holding a wine glass, walked towards Ling Luoyu in a despicable way.

"How can I make the man happy when I wear so much? Come! I will help you..."

Perhaps he thought of something, he smiled even more obscenely and raised his hand to grab her shoulder.

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank, and his fingertips swept a blade to kill Li. He was about to take action, but suddenly he heard a chuckle from behind.

"I think... this girl likes to dress like this!"

With the chuckle, it was the old man's scream.

His wrist was locked tightly by a slender hand and he suddenly flicked it.

"roll!"

The laughter suddenly became cold, and all the murderous intent came out.

The old man in yellow screamed and fell out, knocking over many people and things, and landing in a mess.

"You...what are you fucking? Don't you know that I'm the distinguished guest of your young master?"

Ling Luoyu fell into an arm and was held in his arms: "It doesn't matter what I am, just remember that she is mine!"

Ling Luoyu slowly turned around, and his eyes met those familiar eyes with charming eyes: "Why... say I am yours?!"

"Because you have my mark on you..."

Her slender fingers streaked through Ling Luoyu's ears and fell under her neck, stroking her delicate skin.

"Or...I'll give you one now?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were burning and charming, and his voice became a sound: "Mo Xuanchen, your life is good... No wonder you are happy, it turns out that you have entered this beautiful nest!"

Mo Xuanchen, the man she was thinking about at night, actually appeared in this cigarette place.

No matter how Buddha nature is, she will not be angry.

"Do you know, I've been looking for you?"

"I know...so I left you a message and I know you must have a way to come here!"

Mo Xuanchen's fingertips stroked her lips and kissed her invisibly.

"I just didn't expect... you brought someone else here!"

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank: "You... know about me entering Shanghai?"

"Of course! I knew it as soon as your breath appeared... and seeing that you were brought here, I followed me!"

"So... aren't you here to enjoy yourself?"

"...Ling Luoyu, what are you thinking? Are you, my husband? In the center of my eyes, you are the only one in the center of my eyes... No matter the past or the future, you are the only one!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu also knew that Mo Xuanchen looked down on these charming sluts, but seeing him appear here, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Now that he heard from his explanation that he came from outside, his anger was extinguished. He took a step back and stood with his eyes down.

"We two... can't seem to be too close, right?!"

The two of them looked at each other, both of which were communicating with lines and sounds, so in the eyes of outsiders, they were just looking at each other with affection.

As for the tricks, only they themselves know.

As soon as Ling Luoyu retreated, Mo Xuanchen's fingertips suddenly became empty. He pinched his fingers without realizing the loss, placed them on the tip of his nose, and smelled the remaining fragrance.

"Girl, don't be afraid... With me here, no one can hurt you!"

With a squinted look, he suddenly looked at the old man in yellow, smiling like the spring breeze.

"This... Sect Master, I won't ask you for your name anymore, because I don't like to remember the names of dead people..."

"you……"

Although the old man in yellow was injured, he was not yet at the point of waiting to die.
Chapter completed!