Chatper 2 (1/2)
That being said, no one cared about him.
He seemed to feel that Su Ziyue was looking at him, and he just raised his head, his eyes were as dark as the distant mountains under the night, mysterious and dangerous, his facial features were deep and three-dimensional, and he was extremely handsome, and the cold breath rushed towards his face, Su Ziyue suffocated his breath , This person's aura is very strong.
Afterwards, the man lowered his head and looked intently at the red wine in his hand, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Su Ziyue moved her hand holding the wine glass.
Shaking Young Master Mu away in disgust, he walked over and snatched the wine glass from the man's hand, and held it up in front of Young Master Mu, with a cold arc on his lips: "Isn't it just a glass of wine! Young Master Mu, please! Keep your word."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank it down, then threw the cup away, glanced at Su Yige like a knife, and turned to go out.
The man in black looked at the slender figure who disappeared at the door, and smiled meaningfully.
...
After leaving the box, Su Ziyue went to the bathroom first, feeling a little uneasy.
When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Mu Ninghui leading someone running over from the other end. Su Ziyue turned around and ran. Before he ran far, his whole body softened, and a string of numbness appeared in his heart.
Fear enveloped her, Su Ziyue murmured: "How could it be..."
"Cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness."
A clear voice sounded from behind, with a texture like flowing water, which made Su Ziyue's heart tingle, and the next moment, he fell into a cold embrace.
Su Ziyue felt that she was surrounded by a cold and unfamiliar atmosphere, her vision gradually blurred, and her whole body softened into a puddle of water, but she still tried to struggle, but the voice she spoke was indescribably soft and charming: "You, let go... ..."
She didn't want to be set up by Su Yige, and she didn't want to be ruined by that trash of Young Master Mu.
"You want to be caught by Mu Ninghui?" The man's voice was clear and pleasant, and Su Ziyue knew that this person was not Mu Shao's trash.
The man lowered his head and looked at Su Yige's crimson face with a look of resignation, his deep black eyes narrowed, and the eyes were more intensely gloomy.
At this time, Su Ziyue had already begun to lose his mind, and he couldn't help reaching out to hook his neck, and pressed against the man's body with all his strength.
The man looked down at her, and suddenly bent over and picked her up horizontally. When he was done, he turned his head slightly and said to the subordinates behind him, "There's no need to follow."