Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The window fell down, revealing a handsome and sharp face in the car. That face was God's preference. It completely confounded all living beings and made it impossible for people to look directly at it.

Today he was wearing only a black satin shirt. The shirt was rolled up to his forearms, and one button was unbuttoned at the collar. He looked very noble and lazy, with a mysterious aura that made people feel that he was something special at first glance.

The man waved: "I wanted to call you and ask you to come down, and I just happened to meet you." He opened the car door and said, "Come up, I'll treat you to dinner."

Long Qingcheng's cell phone flashed, showing the list of killers. She pressed the black screen button and walked forward handsomely.

The car left slowly.

In the car, Di Yuanjue's slender legs were crossed, and his well-defined fingers rested lazily on his legs. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Long Qingcheng's slender arms rested on the armrests and his voice was light.

He looked forward with a casual look, with a hint of arrogance in his cute eyes.

Di Yuanjue took Long Qingcheng to a very quiet club. It was very low-key from the outside, but extremely luxurious inside. She watched Ying Lei take out a membership card before they were let in.

It looks like it's membership-only.

Her delicate and twinkling eyes blinked, "Master Jiu, I can't return such an expensive meal like yours."

She seemed to be telling a joke as she approached her. Although her clothes were a simple white T-shirt, they smelled fragrant of washing powder.

Di Yuanjue raised his delicate eyebrows slightly, with a slight smile on his lips. He opened the door and said in a low voice, "One meal of crayfish is enough."

There were only two of them in the box.

The two people were sitting very close to each other. Although the chairs were not side by side, they could touch each other slightly to one side.

Di Yuanjue pushed the menu to Long Qingcheng, "Have a look."

Long Qingcheng stared at those flawless white hands. They were very long and beautiful. She liked them very much. Not just the hands, but every part of Di Yuanjue was in her heart. Otherwise, she would not be able to reject him again and again. invitation.

The scorching gaze made Di Yuanjue's deep eyes contain a subtle smile. He said with a hint of joking, "If you look at my hands a few more times, you can't eat them as dinner."

Long Qingcheng: "..."

She held the menu, pouted her cute little mouth and said: "It looks so good, why don't let others see it."

The man retracted his hand, and the indifference between his brows seemed to have completely melted away due to Long Qingcheng's words.

After ordering the meal, Long Qingcheng also ordered dessert.

While waiting for the meal, Di Yuanjue spoke up and asked about today's events, "I was with Qin Wuyue in Ghost last night. He told me that you could heal his legs, but he refused."

Long Qingcheng played with his phone and leaned slightly on the chair.

She answered casually, "Yes. But it doesn't count as rejection. I said, as long as Qin Beiyuan kowtows to me ten times, I can still save him."

"Have a grudge?"

An imperceptible gleam flashed through Long Qingcheng's eyes, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she nodded in an evil manner.

The next second, he heard a deep voice, "Then there will be no treatment."

"Don't you advise me to save your brother?"

"Since there is a grudge, let him resolve it himself. Being able to stand up is his ability, and not being able to stand up is his disaster." As he said this, he picked up the teapot next to him, poured a glass of water and handed it over, his deep eyebrows He stared at Long Qingcheng for a moment.

Long Qingcheng picked up the teacup with a faint smile on his lips.