C8 (1/2)

”Q-Qi Yanjun!”

Qi Yanjun looked at the person who was pouncing on his leg with half of his arms around his waist, and only took a second to recognize her. His eyes slightly narrowed, and he sat upright, and with one hand holding a cup of red wine, he gently swayed.

Qi Yanjun raised his eyebrows and looked towards the door.

His heart, which was as hard as steel, suddenly had a moment of softness. After a long while, he suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her into his embrace with all his might. He crossed his legs and took a cigarette from his mouth, calmly opening his mouth.

”You want to change your taste recently, do you have any objections?”

His casual glance scared Manager Cai to the point that he had cold sweat. Although Young Master Qi was normally smiling and looked like an easy-going, hedonistic young master, his danger level was the same as his status, which was just as scary.

Lan Yue heaved a long sigh of relief, and said with a soft voice, like a obedient sheep.

”Young Master Qi, you must take responsibility of me until the end.”

Qi Yanjun turned his head to look at her, his eyes a blur, his expression as lazy as possible. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of smoke onto her face, and with a frivolous expression, he said with a voice as gentle as the whisper of love, ”Un, I will be in charge of the end, you take care of it.”

Lan Yue: ”...”

Oh my god!

She didn't know how to respond, so she buried her head in his arms like a deaf quail.

Manager Cai looked ambiguous as he laughed, he bowed and flattered, ”Then I won't disturb Young Master Qi's elegance anymore.”

He waved his hand. ”Let's go!”

Everyone left in a grandiose manner, not forgetting to close the door to the private room.