Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

What bothered him the most was the matter of An Luo...

"Need me to go with you?" Both of them have been married for so many years, how could Nolan not know what Yuan Yang was thinking.

"It's best if you can go... No, starting today, you have to follow me 24 hours a day." To prevent him from mistaking his wife again.

"..." Nolan rolled his eyes at him, "I'll follow you 24 hours a day, who is going to find Yanhua?"

"Then...follow me as soon as you have time."

"..."

***************************Shangguan Yasi's special dividing line**************** *****************

The long-distance flight and the love affair in the bathroom took a lot of energy from both of them.

In addition, the tavern is not like the PUB in Zuos, which is open 24 hours a day in shifts and does not open until the early hours of the morning. Nolan from the original Yang took advantage of these few hours to rest for a while.

At two o'clock in the morning, the two simply changed their bottoms and went out.

The tavern was built where dragons and snakes mingled.

The road to the tavern is also quite dilapidated and narrow.

It was dark all the way, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Yuan Yang hugged Nolan tightly and walked forward.

After passing a dilapidated path about 500 meters away, the line of sight became wider and there were also street lights.

Yuan Yang looked back and forth——

The tavern was rebuilt from an old house, with wooden doors, old but very distinctive decorations, and a strong western cowboy flavor.

Yuan Yang and Nolan looked at each other, exchanging cautious expressions——

This area is very chaotic in South America.

An English woman dares to open a tavern here alone, her back must be not easy.

Yuan Yang subconsciously pulled Nolan behind him.

At this time, Nolan would not compete with him, and stayed behind obediently.

The two pushed open the 180-degree free wooden door together and walked in.

As soon as the door was pushed open, before I had time to see the situation inside clearly, I heard a string of fluent Chinese——

"Damn boy! Dare to eat the overlord's meal in my territory, and you are so impatient! Don't inquire about it, my old lady was an FBI mess back then! See if I don't peel your skin today!"

A thin figure rushed past Yuan Yang and Nolan's eyes.

In the next second, a large sharp kitchen knife flew towards me like this!

Yuan Yang hugged Nolan and dodged to the side, avoiding it.

Gathering my mind, I looked back and saw a kitchen knife embedded in the door, penetrating three points into the wood!

Judging from the traces on the door, such a scene should be happening every day...

Yuan Yang squinted his eyes and held Nolan's hand tightly.

"You son of a bitch, if you dare to eat the overlord's meal, I will chop off some pieces of your noodles today!" A majestic woman about 50 years old rushed over and drew her knife.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two unfamiliar faces at the door, and his anger stopped instantly.

There was a smile on his face, "Huh? There's a new guest here, please come in please come in!"

The gap between before and after is almost catching up with the changing face of Sichuan Opera.

Yuan Yang: "..."

Nolan: "..."

"You two, come and sit! What are you doing standing at the door? Come on, this place is good, and you can see all the performances in a while." The British woman greeted them, and vacated the best seat.

Yuan Yang and Nolan went to sit down together.