Adorable baby strikes: President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

A voice came out of nowhere, tearing away all the embarrassment and tension. Tang Shi stared blankly at the appearance of this man, only to feel that the whole world became quiet.

There was a noisy electronic music restlessness behind him, a group of people swaying their limbs crazily according to the rhythm, but only this man came directly from the booth next door with a glass of wine. The figure that woke up from the nightmare.

He walked all the way, took off the hat on his head, and then dropped the mask on his face. The next second, the moment he approached their booth, that face was directly exposed to everyone without any scruples. Look!

In full view, the audience was in an uproar!
This face... is... Bo Ye!

It's that Bo Ye in Haicheng where turning hands into clouds and hands into rain! !
He...he didn't die? !Which grandson lied to him that Bo Ye had already died? !

The expression on Ma Jian's face suddenly changed, from the complacency at the beginning to now directly ashes, he seemed to be in disbelief, there is such an incredible thing in this world, that Bo Ye is not dead...he didn't Die, so who died that day?

Is this man in front of him Bo Ye?
The onlookers noticed the movement here, and when they turned their heads to look, their breath was stagnant.

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

This is a man as dangerous and charming as the night.

Especially the way he smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked, he always felt too evil. He walked slowly to Tang Shi, and then sat down presumptuously and arrogantly as if he was on his own territory, and greeted Ma Jian, "Hey, Ma Jian Boss."

This sound dragged on for a long time, and it seemed to carry countless deep meanings, which made Ma Jian break out in a cold sweat.

Bo... Bo Ye!It must be Bo Ye!Who else could have such an inscrutable accent!

Although Bo Ye never smiled very much in the past, although the one in front of him is smiling now, he is more dangerous and aggressive than the previous aura. His hands trembled and shook.

The cup was originally intended to embarrass Tang Shi, so a few drops of the liquid poured out were shaken out.

Bo Ye pulled his thin lips and smiled mockingly. If Bai Yue hadn't done his homework for him before, he really couldn't remember which corner Ma Zong in front of him was a clown who jumped out of nowhere, and he couldn't even remember his name. Wasting time, "I heard Mr. Ma yelling here from all the way, it seems like I always want Tang Shi to toast you?"

Ma Jian stammered and couldn't say anything else, and Bo Ye smiled very happily when he saw him like this, "Don't tell me, Mr. Ma, we are all on our own, and you drank a lot of Tang poetry, how about this?" Let me honor you with a cup?"

Who... who the hell dares to make Bo Ye toast!Is that fatal!Anyone who dares to make Bo Ye lower his face and bow his head is tantamount to courting death!

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

Bo Ye is back... Bo Ye is back? !
Tang Shi also watched in astonishment as Bo Ye suddenly appeared beside her, like a coincidence created by fate, he had pushed her into hell several times, but he also saved her from fire and water again.