Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"Is there anything else?" Yan Sihan suddenly turned his head to look at him and asked suspiciously.

He Yizhi quickly took back his raised hand and easily wisped a wisp of hair between his forehead as if nothing had happened. He shook his head, "it's all right."

Only he knows how many grass mud horses are running in his heart, which scared him to death, okay?

Yan Sihan still looked at him in silence. He Yi saw it, reluctantly touched the tip of his nose, and turned to the door.

"Wait."

"What's the matter?" compared with Yan Sihan's indifference, he Yizhi seems a little excited. Does he want to ask him about "hunting beauty" at night?

"Remember to take the door with you when you go out." Yan Sihan turned around and turned his back to he Yizhi, who was stunned.

Take your uncle.

This damn Yan Sihan, do you really think of him as an old mother?

He Yizhi bit his teeth and wanted to bite him. If he didn't want to live a comfortable life in the future, he wouldn't be angry with him here.

Forget it. Even if it's for his own welfare, he has to serve this uncle well.

At night, an apricot yellow moon crept out of the mountain mouth.

A senior night club.

A dazzling sports car appeared in front of the door of the club. He Yizhi walked down from the main driver with a smile. The door on the other side was also opened, and then a pair of slender long legs stepped out.

Yan sixhan, with a straight suit and graceful appearance, came down from the co pilot's position and looked at the lights and wine in front of him.

"That's the place you're talking about?"

He Yizhi couldn't help whistling and walked to Yan Sihan's side with a smile. He wanted to hold his neck. He thought it would be better.

Lest someone throw him over his shoulder and fall to the ground, why don't he have a little face?

"It's a nice place. You'll know if you follow me. It turns out that both of us often come here. The sister inside, tut tut..." he Yizhi raised his eyebrows and said to him as he walked.

The more he listened, the deeper Yan Sihan's face became until he finally closed his thin lips and said nothing more.

Loud electronic music filled the eardrums, and cool lights swept the carnival crowd crazy twisting with the music rhythm under the dance floor from time to time.

Leaning on the VIP seat of the club, Berman looked at the dance floor aimlessly.

"My little ancestor, just be calm. You have to cover up the place where the good and the bad are mixed here." Yang Yihong looked at Berman's son anxiously, and looked at the people on his side cautiously.

Beiman'er glanced at Yang Yihong on his side, shook the red wine in his hand, and sat lazily on the back of the chair, "not everyone can come in here."

She just wants to relax, just in the crew. She's still wordy here. It's really annoying.

"But..."

"Nothing, but if you don't want to stay here, you can go. Otherwise, shut up." Berman frowned, obviously impatient.

Seeing this, Yang Yihong opened her mouth and swallowed the words.

She naturally knew that Behrman's character was not as harmless as it seemed, but a rose covered with thorns.

He Yizhi took Yan Sihan to the bar and sat down. After the waiter poured two glasses of wine for them, he quietly swept the people on the dance floor with his eyes.

Yan Sihan looked at the glass full of blue liquid in front of his eyes, frowned and pushed it away without trace.

He Yizhi put the wine glass on his lips and sipped it. A pair of Danfeng eyes suddenly saw the woman sitting in the VIP seat, and her eyes flashed.

I didn't expect that he found a best product.

He Yizhi drank the wine cup in his hand and asked for a cup like a bartender, so he pulled Yan Sihan and walked towards Berman.

"Miss, is there anyone here?" the man's gentle and polite voice reached Berman's ears.

Behrman frowned slightly. He thought he was a disciple. He looked up at the man, but found a familiar figure.

Yan Sihan?

Why is he here?

He Yizhi thought that she was so surprised when she saw her appearance, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was deeper.

Sure enough, he was still very attractive. Except for a woman who didn't think he was, he despised his appearance.

"Beautiful lady, can I buy you a drink?" he Yizhi smiled more gently, looked at Berman and said.

"Of course." Berman looked at Yang Yihong without any trace and asked her to leave temporarily.

The latter just nodded slightly, and was even more shocked. Unexpectedly, he jiaershao's younger sister flirted with Berman's body.

It was like a pie on their head.

So happy.

"Two, please sit down." Berman's lips slowly hooked up, stretched out his hand and motioned them to sit down, but his eyes were always locked on the man behind he Yizhi.

"Beautiful lady, how dare you ask your name?" he Yizhi couldn't wait to ask when the waiter brought the wine.

Behrman casually shook the liquid in the wine glass, red lips slightly hooked, raised his eyebrows and looked at the indifferent man, "Mr. Yan, how are you recently?"

He Yi was stunned when he heard the speech. He looked at Behrman and Yan Sihan. Did they know each other before?

Yan Sihan's eyes flashed a trace of doubt. He looked at Berman, frowned and didn't answer.

"Mr. Yan is still as unsmiling as before. Don't you remember me?" Berman smiled and continued.

Hearing this, he Yizhi's face suddenly darkened. It was just that he was amorous. It was not his appearance that had an effect, but that they had an "adultery" for a long time.

Yan Sihan frowned and gently shook his head, "sorry, I can't remember."

Behrman Er smelled the speech and shook her hand holding the glass. What did she just hear? Yan Sihan, who has always been cold and unsmiling, apologized to her?

Did she drink too much and have auditory hallucinations?

However, what made her wonder was that Yan Sihan didn't know himself?

This is somewhat strange.

Is it

After all, Yan Sihan has been "missing" for a year. Although people appear here now, they are very different from their previous temperament. What should have happened.

Behrman lowered his eyebrows and eyes, took a deep breath, raised his eyes again, and his previous mood had covered up the past.

Red lips slightly hooked. Isn't it better for her?

"Then we can start to know each other again..."