With a "pop", the white ball was picked out of the table and fell out for a long time.

The pole in his hand was put down, and ye Shengyan lowered his eyes. His tight lips were speechless and unhappy, "I asked you to come up, but I didn't come to chat with you. Don't pretend to be so hard. Don't you want to see me?"

"You said, I really don't want to see you!"

Ji chenyao nodded seriously, walked forward, picked up a pole, leaned over, and accurately three, three red balls into the bag.

Lifting his eyes, he smiled very flat, "but if you invite me up, I will naturally give you this face."

Night Shengyan glanced at him indifferently, turned around and leaned lazily on the table, "Ji chenyao, there is nothing to talk about between me and you. Naturally, I'm looking for you only for one thing."

"I know, because of thousands!"

Ji chenyao shrugged. Before he explained his intention, he took the lead in opening the topic.

The night Saint Yan slightly stagnated, and his eyes flashed out of control, "I just want to ask you, is pansy thousands?"

"Hehe, you are so funny. Why do you ask me?" Ji chenyao licked his lips with evil spirit and smiled very mockingly. "I said yes, you won't believe it. I said no, you won't believe it. In that case, why ask me?"

"You know I checked pansy's information. Of course, I also know that count hill has the ability to create a fake identity."

"Say what you like. Pansy's information is here. It's your business to believe and believe."

Ji chenyao always gave such ambiguous answers without any abnormal leakage. He couldn't see whether it was too good to cover up or whether he had a clear conscience at all.

The night Saint Yan collected his eyes and his voice became colder. "Oh, I really want to hear your answer."

"Oh? I'm serious. Will you believe it? " Ji chenyao looked back at his eyes. The same evil spirit was uninhibited. There were too many similarities between their eyebrows. For a moment, a touch of hate flashed through his eyes, too fast to capture, but disturbed his calm heart.

"What's that look? Hate me? "

Ye Shengyan raised his lips like a smile. From the first time he saw Ji chenyao, his eyes were full of such hatred. In fact, he doesn't understand why he hates himself so much, but this obviously strange him has some familiar feelings when he looks at his eyes.

"I suddenly feel that you look like someone I know!"

With that, ye Shengyan stretched out his hand, covered Ji chenyao's nose, and only looked at his eyes.

At that moment, he vaguely remembered when and where such a man looked at him with such dark eyes. That pleading and helpless look is

"Oh, we don't know each other!"

Ji chenyao turned in a panic, avoided his eyes and calmed his breathing slightly. "Don't you want to know if pansy is qianxia?" Looking back again, he smiled strangely, "yes!"

The night Saint Yan Huoran was shocked, and his heart suddenly missed a beat.

"What are you talking about? Pansy is a thousand? "

"Of course! Don't you think so? " Ji chenyao frowned and smiled, "three years ago, after thousands of suicides, I saved her from the sea before you, and then cured her injury, avoided your eyes and ears and came to England!"

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