Wang Li never expected that bad luck would happen one after another.
"Do you know why Big Brother is angry?" Qi Zhetao's smile was as sweet as if he was asking about afternoon tea, but the tip of the knife pierced his skin, oozing a line of blood. "You touched something you shouldn't have touched."
Wang Li wanted to scream, but Qi Zhetao's other hand covered his mouth tightly. He saw Yan Yu leaning against the car and talking to Ye Qingliu. The hem of the man's windbreaker swept the ground, and when Ye Qingliu lowered his eyes, the shadow cast by his eyelashes looked like a butterfly about to take flight.
"Xiao Qingliu, let's eat something after this is over."
Ye Qingliu just replied with an "hmm", his nimble fingers typing quickly on the phone.
"Xiao Qingliu, what are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"Really?"
Ye Qingliu felt more and more that Yan Yu was like an old nanny, meddling too much in his affairs, almost catching up with Duan Shuce.
(Duan Shuce, who was inexplicably promoted: So?)
After Qi Zhetao tortured Wang Li severely, he turned to look at the two people over there.
"Brother, it's done."
When he turned around, he saw Yan Yu trying to put his arm around Ye Qingliu's shoulders, but was pushed away with a look of disgust. The young girl's dress was long, revealing a section of her slender calves, which were so white that they were almost transparent in the dim light.
"Hello, sister-in-law!" Qi Zhetao blurted out, and as soon as he said that, he saw Ye Qingliu's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Ye Qingliu, who was called sister-in-law, was full of question marks at the moment, staring at Qi Zhetao who uttered the dangerous words.
"Brother, why do I feel so cold around me?"
"It's your illusion... Please reintroduce yourself."
"He is the Ye Qingliu I often mentioned to you."
"Sister-in-law... no... hello, I'm Qi Zhetao."
"Hello."
Then, the three of them left the place together.
(night market)
Various stalls also came out at this time. They found a quiet restaurant, sat down and savored the food carefully.
"Xiao Qingliu, try this, it's delicious."
“This one is also good…”
“Try this again…”
Qi Zhetao watched his elder brother picking up food for Ye Qingliu and could only eat his meal in silence.
Big brother really has good taste, "Big Sister-in-law" is really beautiful. This is the first time Qi Zhetao has seen someone who makes him feel so amazing... But his age... looks a bit like he is underage...
Is there a possibility that it's because of that skirt...
He seemed to understand why his elder brother was so angry. If it were him, he would be angry too.
Yan Yu looked at Ye Qingliu who was eating the food he picked for himself obediently, and showed the satisfied smile of an old father.
Why do I suddenly... have the illusion of raising a daughter?
Naturally, Yan Yu took advantage of Ye Qingliu's inattention to secretly take a photo of himself wearing women's clothing, which was a rare opportunity for him. He had to keep it well.
Yan Yu picked up a piece of roasted and fragrant meat, dipped it in a little secret chili sauce, swallowed the meat in one gulp, and then drank a glass of beer in big gulps.
After they had their fill, they lost their desire to investigate. After all, it was getting dark, wasn't it? Now that they were full, it was time to go out and have some fun.
They came to a KTV and danced passionately there. Ye Qingliu just sat quietly in a quiet corner, watching them singing and making noise, which formed a very sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.
Ye Qingliu didn't actually just sit there doing nothing. He held his chin with one hand and sat there quietly thinking about things.
"Handsome guy, are you alone?"
The woman's voice was like sticky honey, with the smell of cheap perfume.
Ye Qingliu looked up and saw a woman in a fluorescent green miniskirt. Her eyeshadow was as thick as an overturned palette, and the deep V-neck almost swallowed up the exaggerated rhinestone necklace she was wearing.
The woman fell with a thud, and her false eyelashes almost flew off. Ye Qingliu was prepared and dodged sideways as fast as lightning. When the tip of his leather shoe brushed against the woman's fingertips, it brought up a gust of wind.
Out of politeness, he answered the woman in front of him: "What's the matter?"
"Little brother, it must be so lonely sitting alone in the corner. Do you want to have a drink with me?" The woman got up, with ashes from the ashtray on her knees, but she was unaware of it and continued to rub against Ye Qingliu.
The smell of her perfume mixed with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol made Ye Qingliu's stomach churn.
"Do I know you?" Ye Qingliu raised his eyebrows and shrank back deeper into the sofa.
The woman noticed Ye Qingliu's actions. After all, the powerful aura he exuded was still frightening, so she didn't put on a good face.
But women are obsessed with looks... For the sake of appearance, they boldly go against the scalp and do it.
"Little brother, why don't you help me up~" The woman spoke in a coquettish voice and reached out to grab Ye Qingliu's wrist, but the moment she touched the other's skin, she retracted her hand as if she was scalded - the temperature was surprisingly cold, like a jade just fished out of ice water.
"Miss, your face is powdered." Ye Qingliu pointed at the mottled powder marks on the woman's cheekbones. "Also," he glanced at the high heels on her feet, "Miss, I think you can fall even on flat ground. You should donate your brain to someone in need."
The woman's face instantly turned redder than her nails, with patches of blue and white, like a clown hit by a paint palette.
Just as she was about to speak, she was suddenly enveloped by a shadow that approached - Yan Yu had been standing behind her without her knowing when, with a creepy smile on his lips, his eyes looking as if he was looking at fish on the chopping board.
"Little brother...can you help me?" The woman changed her target instantly, squeezed out a few tears, and tried to grab Yan Yi's arm.
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