Chapter 135

Luo Yunzhe handed his business card to Tang Lingxi. Tang Lingxi didn't answer the simple three words.

Such a strange name?

In her impression, there seems to be no deeds of this person. Most of the people who can connect with moustache are not good people, but he has helped himself before, so he can be regarded as a passer-by.

"I'll send out the empty bottle." Tang Lingxi smiled, and Luo Yunzhe still pressed the door.

"This is what the waiter does." Luo Yunzhe opens the door, pulls Tang Lingxi's arm, probes into the waiter outside the door and yells, "come here."

The waiter immediately ran over and saw Tang Lingxi and the man in a close state, and stood up his thumb in the dark.

Tang Lingxi watched the attentive waiter take away the wine bottle and wanted to cry without tears. Being too kind is also a bad thing!

"I suddenly remembered that my stomach hurts. Can I go to the bathroom?"

Tang Lingxi looked at the closed bathroom in the box and finally came up with an idea.

"I'll accompany you."

"No trouble."

Luo Yunzhe smiled gently, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "aren't you afraid of what just happened?"

Tang Lingxi's eyebrows jumped and immediately hugged Luo Yunzhe's arm with a giggle: "go together."

Luo Yunzhe was pulled to the public bathroom with his arm hooked. Tang Lingxi went to the lady's door and still held his arm.

"Miss... This is the women's room."

"Alas?" Tang Lingxi raised his eyes and looked at him with a pair of big water Lingling eyes. "Uncle, didn't you just say you wanted to go with me?"

Luo Yunzhe was stunned when she heard the name and touched her chin. This girl, does she look very old?

"I'm not old enough to go to the women's room."

Luo Yunzhe took out her arm and watched Tang Lingxi enter the bathroom. Then she took out her mobile phone and took a look at the information on the screen.

right off.

The simple words are really his consistent style!

However, I think it's a great achievement.

Tang Lingxi was originally dawdling in the bathroom, ready to find a way to escape, but he saw that all sides were closed, so he had to give up his idea.

When she went out, she thought about whether she would meet the hateful white shirt, but there was no one at the door, which immediately made her depressed heart jump.

But she had just walked out a few steps, but she saw a familiar figure in the corridor not far away.

No, no, no, impossible

Tang Lingxi leaned against the wall and smoothed his chest. How could Dongling Beichen appear here in this broken place.

He has the appearance of an angel and a noble identity. How can he come in such a place where there are good and bad people!

I must have read it wrong. What's going on? I won't see a similar figure. I think it's him, right?

Really in love?

Tang Lingxi leaned out quietly and saw that the figure was still motionless. He crept out, but the figure was still motionless.

Tang Lingxi finally took a deep breath. She was wrong. She knew how Dongling Beichen could appear here. She was insane!

Tang Lingxi stood up straight and tidied up his clothes. Just after taking a step, he heard a very familiar voice behind him.

"Tang Lingxi."

Tang Lingxi's feet were soft and he almost didn't kneel down.

This voice is clearly the voice of Dongling Beichen!

Dongling Beichen saw her body shake and hurriedly came forward and hugged her waist. His eyes fell on her exposed clothes, and his face was a little unhappy.

Tang Lingxi opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say a word. Dongling Beichen took off her mask and threw it aside. Tang Lingxi still didn't say a word.

"What are you doing here?"

If Luo Yunzhe hadn't sent a message to himself saying that he seemed to see someone similar to Tang Lingxi, and he confirmed that Xiaotao returned to Bilan villa alone, he hurried over.

But what did he see? She was wearing such clothes and shaking in front of other men?

Dongling Beichen took off his coat and put it on her. Tang Lingxi was not tall. His coat covered his legs and looked special.

Dongling Beichen's eyes continued to darken, but he didn't speak again. He pulled her arm and was ready to go.

But Tang Lingxi escaped, tried to break away his hand, lowered his head and didn't look at him.

"You haven't told me what you're doing here?"

"Don't do anything."

Tang Lingxi stared at her toes. She didn't know what to say at this time. Dongling Beichen obviously had a trace of anger. He forbeared and didn't speak.

"You wear such clothes to tell me what not to do?"

Tang Lingxi tightened Dongling Beichen's coat, sucked his nose and prepared to speak, but he heard someone shouting behind him.

"Hey, that rabbit, ah, no, rabbit girl, won't you come with me? Don't you want money?"

Tang Lingxi helped his forehead and closed his eyes in despair. Listening to the voice, he also knew that it was the man with moustache who unexpectedly chased here. Besides, he was still in front of Dongling Beichen.

If you want to die, don't drag yourself!

Now, even Dongling Beichen should have some ideas about himself.

"It was him." Dongling Beichen narrowed his eyes and looked at the moustache gradually approaching.

The light in the corridor was very dark, and moustache drank too much wine. He staggered over with a wine glass and stretched out his hand to pull Tang Lingxi's shoulder.

Tang Lingxi's mask had been taken off and he didn't dare to look back, but he saw Dongling Beichen standing in front of him, but he had a trace of stability in his heart.

"You came here with moustache in such clothes."

Poof

Tang Lingxi smiled unkindly, and Dongling Beichen even called him moustache.

"Who are you? How do you know my surname is Hu?" moustache stared at Dongling Beichen dimly.

Dongling Beichen's eyes were burning, but he just stared at Tang Lingxi.

"You're short of money?"

Tang Lingxi looked up and puzzled at Dongling Beichen, but he couldn't get any information from his face. Suddenly, he seemed to be afraid of such a calm Dongling Beichen.

"I..."

Tang Lingxi's throat was blocked. He didn't say anything, but he felt his shoulder pulled. When he looked back, he was just a drunken mustache.

The eyes of Dongling Beichen were colder. Before Tang Lingxi spoke, the little beard's hand had been put on her smooth shoulder. She had no time to explain, and she had seen the cold eyes in the eyes of Dongling Beichen. "No..." Dongling Beichen didn't look at her, his cold eyes were cold, and his sharp eyes fell on xiaobeard's hand.