There are more and more people in Xiyue Building, and every table is talking, and the voice is very noisy. In a trance, it seems that you can hear clearly what everyone is saying, but when my mind really wants to deal with those sounds, there is only a buzzing sound.

So there is no need to worry about being heard about confidential matters in the lobby. Even people at the deskmate must be fully focused to hear what the people next to them are saying clearly.

Not only that, the layout of the lobby of Xiyue Building is also unique. From the top to the bottom, it looks messy, with the tables, screens and furnishings very casually, but it is these seemingly messy arrangements that separate every table on the first floor just right.

It’s not the kind of separation of distance, but the separation of space, because no matter which table you are or where you sit, you can’t see who is on the next table!

Unless you stand up and lie on the screen or bonsai, but if you do this, the person on the table will immediately discover you and maximize the exposure of privacy.

So Thirteen, who was full of wine and food, leaned on the top of the bed, his little finger was picking his teeth, and his legs were stretched straight, making him extremely unimportant.

This action made Chen Lingyu accidentally discover that the most beautiful part of Shisan’s body was actually those hands?!

Although Thirteen's image is a little sloppy, his nails are very neatly trimmed. The nails even have a faint jade-white luster, which is very obvious in contrast to the slightly darker skin. Each finger of the hand is very slender, and the joints are very flat. The blue veins on the back of the hand appear with the movement.

The most puzzling thing is that there are no scars on these hands!?

But in terms of temperament and appearance, Thirteen was completely unworthy of these hands. Chen Lingyu was even guessing whether he had replaced someone's hand with his own?

This is very strange. Ming You caught Shisan's body with countless scars. If he was injured in the battle, how could his hand not have been injured? And that face is also curious.

Judging from Chen Lingyu's years of disguise experience, Thirteen's face is too complete!

Completeness does not mean it looks good, but it is too new.

Not to mention the traces of wind and sun, just looking at Thirteen's face seems very young, but his old and godly look always makes people feel that he has experienced the weather and frost, seeing the prosperity of the world, and his youthful appearance looks extremely awkward.

Furthermore, the complexion of the skin color was inconsistent. Chen Lingyu also found that there were shallow marks on Thirteen's face and neck, which happened to be around his neck, as if someone had cut it back and recovered. However, if this knife was cut firmly, the whole head would fall off...

But what if you can change your head?

Such things are also uncommon in stories of gods and ghosts...

In order to put aside this strange idea, Chen Lingyu had to assume that Thirteen had been injured by some kind of thin wire hidden weapon, which left such strange scars.

"Yu'er! Yu'er!!"

After being subjected to force on his waist, Chen Lingyu came to his senses. Then he realized that Ming You, who was sitting beside her, was full of panic and kept poking her. Seeing Chen Lingyu reacting, Ming You moved down and said in a low voice: "Yu'er, your taste will not change, right? I found that you have been staring at Thirteen for a long time, could it be..."

Chen Lingyu smiled slightly: "How is that possible~~You understand me."

"That's good, that's good." Mingyou patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "But it scared me. I thought you stayed with the lower-ranking people of the mahjong hall for a long time every day, and your taste became so low... I think you would stay in Mantingfang for a few more days and improve your aesthetics..."

Fortunately, Thirteen was addicted to the rare wine on weekdays, and the surrounding environment was noisy, so he didn't hear Ming You complaining about him that he couldn't stop, otherwise he would have sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Although Thirteen New's face is pretty good, his inner temperament and behavior completely cover the role of his face. After all, he has been a savage for more than ten years and it is difficult to change it for a while.

"Tell me, what trouble is there again, do you need the help of this hero?" Thirteen moved his seat and chose a more comfortable position to continue to silence.

"Talk the main business first." Chen Lingyu whispered to Mingyou and then said loudly, "Oh~~ Brother Thirteen is really a fan. Didn't you say that you have a good time before coming? This meal is used to thank you for your previous help. Why do we say we are in trouble again~~"

Ming You nodded and agreed, "Yes, right! I said before that I would like to drink and have fun with you, and I will never stop drunk. Did the Thirteenth Brother forget it too. Come on, I have done this bowl."

Chen Lingyu secretly suppressed Ming You's hand that was about to raise, and he glanced at her side, with the meaning very obvious.

Thirteen responded by imitating Chen Lingyu's tone, "Oh, Dayu, you are so dissatisfied. Am I the kind of person who can't get up early without profit? Everyone has such a good relationship. If you have any trouble, I will stand by and watch again?"

"Speak, no matter what a big trouble, I will definitely help you. Of course~~~ Regarding the rewards~~ Just be as casual, just be casual, don't need too much, really don't need too much."

Slap sex!

"Well said it!!" Mingyou couldn't help but applaud, "This cold world lacks Thirteenth Brother, who is generous to his loyalty for his friends. There is no need to say anything more about gossip. Come on, after doing this bowl of wine, you will be my eternal friend of Angelina Xunmei Shilo Snow."

"Small meaning~~Small meaning~~" Thirteen smiled with a stingy smile, picked up the wine bowl and touched Ming You from afar, raised his head and drank it clean.

Chen Lingyu nodded one after another and said seriously: "Brother Thirteen is indeed a good person. Since that's the case, please tie Miss Meng's family up."

puff!

A sip of good wine was squirting out, and he jumped straight up under Thirteen feet on the table, as if he had a spring installed. I don’t know how to do such a difficult action...

"Goodbye, don't send it, I have something urgent to do."

"Ahem!!!!"

After refusing to the third consecutive period, Thirteen was about to leave without hesitation, but Mingyou's movements were twelve points faster than him, and raised his hand... and he covered his chest, as if he was choking by strong wine, so there was a little water curtain in his eyes, covering the luster of the two sapphires. After a few coughs, Ming's bright expression also looked haggard, like a blooming flower withering.

Seeing Thirteen's gaze coming, Mingyou was very panicked and avoided it. He raised his hand a little, pretending to drink all the wine, and wiped away the tears that were about to roll out of his eyes.

Thirteen hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and took a small step forward, but this action stimulated something. Mingyou's emotions were like a flood that could not be stopped by the gate, and tears fell in a series of lines, but she bit her lip very hard, obviously wanting to control her emotions, but everything was so futile.

Close your eyes and hold your forehead. Thirteen gritted his teeth hard, calming the blood vessels in his mind that were surging by alcohol, so that he could think seriously...

Then, he whispered a long sigh and returned to his position, still holding his forehead: "Remember to reimburse the medical expenses and also have to pay marketing expenses, otherwise he would vomit blood every few days, and the amount would be so large that even if I was still young, I wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!