16 The bloodthirsty gun king has a cat (16)

The thin lips were moisturized, reflecting a charming luster under the lights of the club.

Finally, he put down his glass and stood up.

He walked slowly and slowly into the crowd.

"Hello, I want number 33."

Hearing the young man's clear and hoarse voice, some bored people turned their heads and looked.

"!!!"

Oh my gosh, this is awesome!

This man had a cold look on his face, and the black mask on his fair cheeks had an alluring evil look. Every part of his body is perfect, no matter what he does, this is definitely something worth showing off.

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, it easily arouses women's desire to conquer.

As soon as the fat man saw the person coming, based on his many years of experience in trading below, he felt that he must be one of the black bosses.

He quickly found the card respectfully and handed it over with both hands.

The young man casually held the card over with his two slender fingers and walked towards the room calmly.

A pungent smell of low-quality perfume hit the tip of his nose. Si Huailin took a step to the side with his long legs, neatly avoiding the outstretched hand behind him.

The woman did not expect that the other party would suddenly move away, and the outstretched hand stayed awkwardly in the air. And he just kept walking without even looking at her.

"Hello!"

The woman was so anxious that she stamped her feet and ran up to him, ready to tug on his sleeve. The inferior fragrance hit again, and obvious disgust flashed across Si Huailin's delicate face.

He backed away expressionlessly, halfway out of the way. The woman's arm was pulled by a slender finger painted with red nail polish.

Before the woman could react, Ye Yi pushed her hard against the wall.

"Oh, you want to die?"

The slightly raised tone combined with this seductive voice was like the charm of a nine-tailed fox.

The woman who was pressed against the wall struggled and was grabbed in such a shameful move, and she burst out with a blushing face:

"Are you Da Ma sick?! Do you know the Ye family? You can't afford to offend me!!"

Ye Yi smiled interestingly, his red lips curled up seductively, and said softly:

"Someone is coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black came out from nowhere and nodded slightly.

"You know how to handle it."

"yes!"

The woman was dragged by several men, and the shouting gradually faded away.

Ye Yi walked to Si Huailin naturally, the distance was just right and not too far, not too close, and not uncomfortable.

She knows best how to seduce what kind of man.

"have a drink?"

Her fingers fiddled with the beautiful long curly hair on her neck, revealing her fair neck and ears.

Si Huailin looked at her flatly, but didn't seem to be looking at her. Calmly, as if thinking about something.

Ye Yi saw him looking over seriously, and his focused eyes made her heart beat faster for a moment.

She raised her hand and casually picked up the red wine next to her. Using the blind spot of the light, she opened her palm slightly and a small white thing quietly fell into the glass.

The movements were very skillful and skillful, just a quick moment. There are no splashes or tiny bubbles, and there is no difference on the surface.

Si Huailin looked at the handed wine glass expressionlessly and did not take it.

"..."

Ye Yi didn't mind and put the cup back casually.

The more this happens, the more challenging it is, isn't it?

The corners of her eyes raised, and she said softly:

"It's okay if you don't drink. Then we'll meet again if we have the chance."

He didn't continue to pester, and turned back into his private room.

Several male favorites dressed in different styles took the initiative to follow him.

His eyes were full of love and obsession.

As soon as Ye Yi sat on the sofa, they gathered around and gave her a massage.

The longing sight seemed to burn the smooth, white skin on his hands.