A voice came out, breaking all the embarrassment and tension. Tang Shi stared blankly at the appearance of this man, feeling that the whole world had gone silent.

There was noisy electronic music behind him, and a group of people were swaying wildly to the rhythm, but only this man came directly from the booth next door with a glass of wine. His tall and slender shadow was very similar to the midnight dream of Tang poetry, which is often seen

The figure who woke up from the nightmare.

As he walked, he took off the hat on his head, and then threw away the mask on his face. The next second, when he approached their booth, that face was exposed to everyone without any scruples.

Under the eyes!

In full view, the whole place was in an uproar!

This face...is...it's Bo Ye!

It’s that thin night in Haicheng where clouds turn into rain with one hand!!

He...he's not dead?! Who the hell kid lied to him that Bo Ye had died a long time ago?!

The expression on Ma Jian's face suddenly changed. From the smugness at the beginning, it turned directly into ashes. He seemed to be unable to believe that there was such an incredible thing in this world, that Bo Ye was not dead... He didn't

Death, then who died that day?

Is the man in front of me Bo Ye?

The onlookers noticed the movement here, and when they turned to look, their breaths froze.

There was a slender man standing there, playing with a glass of wine with his slender and well-jointed fingertips. The clear liquid inside was slowly undulating like the sea level. His dark eyes were looked at by the light, like

Debris from the starry sky fell into his eyes——

This is a man as dangerous and charming as late at night.

Especially the smile with the corner of his mouth curled up, he always felt that it was too evil. He walked slowly to Tang Shi, and then sat down boldly and arrogantly as if he were on his own territory, and said hello to Ma Jian, "Hey, Ma

Total."

The sound was so long that it seemed to have so many profound meanings that it made Ma Jian break into a cold sweat.

Bo...Bo Ye! It must be Bo Ye! Who else but him can have such an enigmatic accent!

Although Bo Ye never smiled much in the past, the one in front of him now, although smiling, was more dangerous and aggressive than before. He was a little afraid of Bo Ye who suddenly appeared in front of him, and even held a wine glass.

His hands trembled and swayed.

The cup was filled with liquid that was intended to embarrass Tang Shi, but a few drops were shaken out.

Bo Ye pulled his thin lips and smiled mockingly. If Bai Yue hadn't done homework for him before, he really couldn't remember which Mr. Ma in front of him was a clown who jumped out of nowhere. He couldn't even remember his name.

It's a waste of time, "I heard Mr. Ma shouting from all the way here. It seems that he always wanted Tang Shi to toast you?"

Ma Jian stammered and couldn't say anything else. Bo Ye smiled very happily when she saw him like this, "Don't worry, Mr. Ma, we are all our own people. You see, Tang Shi also drank a lot. How about this?"

Let me toast you with a cup?"

Who...who dares to ask Bo Ye to toast! Isn't that life-threatening! Anyone who dares to make Bo Ye look down and lower his head is tantamount to seeking death!

Ma Jian looked at this man who looked like a god descending from heaven, his mind was completely occupied by shocking thoughts, and he couldn't make any other sound.

Bo Ye is back... Bo Ye is back?!
Chapter completed!