Zhou Xuanji stood in a corner where the light could not be shined. This was also the blind spot of the entire banquet hall. There was no one behind him, and then there was a safe passage.

During the whole banquet, basically everyone showed themselves under the light. In the glitz, what they lacked was the free and peaceful heart. His eyes passed by Su Langyun, and then slowly moved to Zhao Lengyue. Finally, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one out casually, and held it at the corner of his mouth.

This is a pack of red double-his that can be seen everywhere on the road, and it is not of high quality cigarettes at all. It is a bit worthless when it appears in such an occasion, but he is not embarrassed at all and takes it out calmly.

He touched his pocket casually, but behind him there were "ding" sounds, and a small cluster of jumping blue-red flames jumped into his eyes, and then a very attractive voice sounded: "Do you need fire, sir?"

In the light of the fire, a graceful figure stood behind Zhou Xuanji. The figure was wearing a cheongsam and could not see the color clearly, but the body had a fiery feeling. The faint charm of this vague thing made people unable to stop.

The hand passed through Zhou Xuanji's shoulder, and the lighter lit directly on his cigarette. The light shone on the plain hand, but it was white and delicate.

"Hongchen, don't suddenly run out and scare people if you have nothing to do! I'm timid, but I'm really scared." Zhou Xuanji took a breath, looked at the smoke rising from the cigarette, and then sighed and said with a bitter face.

The stunning little hand shrank back, and the woman's voice sounded again, but with a bit of teasing: "When you teased me, why didn't you think you were timid? And why do you always like to draw red double-his? You never want the Qianlida I gave to you."

There was a bit of murderous intent when speaking, but it was more resentful. Otherwise, Qianlida would not have been mentioned. This wooden cigar is produced in Cuba and is valuable. If you have money, you may not be able to buy it. One sentence reveals countless information.

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes and did not speak, but just spit out a smoke ring slightly, and the vicissitudes of his body became even stronger. In fact, he was only twenty-six years old and was still a standard post-80s generation. However, after experiencing more, his mentality naturally became a little older.

Without hearing what he said, the woman sighed again, and the feeling of loneliness became even stronger: "I know, you are a prodigal son. Your master was such a person back then. You have studied with him for so many years and it is not much better. But over the years, you have chosen to return to your hometown this time. I was surprised that if I were not in Hong Kong, and Zhao Lengyue was invited to attend this banquet, it would be impossible for me to meet you again.

It seems that you want to retire, but I have to remind you that even if you avoid everyone, even if I can’t find you, you still have to be careful of that woman. With her power, I think it’s not that easy for you to live a peaceful life here. She is really infatuated with you."

Zhou Xuanji sighed, reached out and rubbed his forehead, and still vomited a smoke ring as calmly as water, but he didn't say anything yet. This made the woman stretch out her hand in anger, twisted it hard around his waist, and then hummed: "Are you saying something? You were so eloquent back then, why don't you have a temper now? And even if you want to retire, your ability to provoke women has not been reduced at all. This is your fatal injury. If you don't change it, then there is no difference between returning to you or not."

"Hongchen, thank you for saying so much to me. Actually, I didn't think about escaping anyone. But I was tired over the years, so I thought about coming back to see it. After all, this is my hometown. Moreover, those things back then were young and frivolous, and I was infected with a lot of cause and effect. I didn't know how to face them, so I could only hide for a while. This time in Hong Kong, I lived a fulfilling life in these six or seven months. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't remember all the past. In fact, I really like such a peaceful life."

Zhou Xuanji's faint voice sounded, with a little loneliness, which was a unique male calmness. After saying that, his words turned: "But you are right, Hong Kong is not an ideal place, and it is still too dazzling. In a few days, I will go back to the mainland and return to my hometown. This is also a knot in my heart. Over the past decade, no matter how many things I have, I have always believed in one principle, that is, I will never be able to live in my hometown, and that is just to leave such a pure land for myself."

In the darkness, the woman named Hongchen shook slightly. Finally, she spread her arms around Zhou Xuanji's waist. From behind, her plump body squeezed his back. This familiar smell made Zhou Xuanji's heart heat up. Her amazing curves have always been his favorite. When he saw her at first glance, he knew everything about her body. This is one of the essential skills for being a prodigal son.

"If you go back to the mainland, you must leave me the contact information. I don't care what others think, but I, Yuan Hongchen, just don't want to be dumped so unknown."

Looking down at the bright moon-like arm around his waist, Zhou Xuanji was thinking: If you leave you with contact information, can it be called retirement?

"Hongchen, I agreed at the beginning that no matter where we go, we don't have to worry. People as open-minded as you can't see it anymore." Zhou Xuanji sighed, thinking about the past, but his heart couldn't help but rippling. The chest squeezed behind him moved gently, with amazing heat. He knew that it was Yuan Hongchen deliberately teasing him.

"You promise me that people will die?" Yuan Hongchen took a bite on his back fiercely. This woman-like resentment faintly contained a hint of domineeringness, and it also had a bit of love and fiery smell. Finally, she changed her tone: "I was indeed very open-minded before, but after being harmed by you, I just couldn't let it go. Isn't that okay?"

"You should understand that I never make a promise, because once you make a promise, you must fulfill it. That is the character of a man." Zhou Xuanji shook his head, then reached out to pat her delicate little hand, and said lightly: "Okay, Hongchen, this time it's just an accident. If you can meet me again next time, then I can make a promise."

After saying that, his eyes looked at Su Langyun under the bright lights. Her eyes were still searching for him, but if he wanted to avoid it, how could she find it? The next moment, he turned around and walked back, with a smell of cigarettes on his body, which was rough but extremely pleasant.

Until his figure disappeared, Yuan Hongchen stood up straight, and his face still couldn't see clearly, but his red lips seemed to be slightly raised. Finally, a piece of paper slowly clamped out between the index finger and middle finger of her right hand, which was a business card.

"This time, you can't escape. Zhou Xuanji, I've been looking for you for half a year and finally came to Hong Kong. You have to repay me a promise in the future. Zhou Xuanji's promise is recognized as promises that will be fulfilled."

Yuan Hongchen murmured that this unexpected encounter was not actually what she said. She had really put a lot of effort into finding Zhou Xuanji, and it was because she was also an oriental person that she got what she wanted. You must know that the woman she mentioned had a way of being able to be said to have a great way, but she never found Zhou Xuanji.

At this moment, Zhao Lengyue's voice sounded throughout the banquet hall: "Today's banquet, thank you for your appreciation. Leng Yue thanks you all, and I would like to ask you to take care of you in the future. Now I will introduce you to a special guest. This is also a distinguished guest I have tried a lot of effort to invite you. She is the original Hongchen lady from Nordic. Miss Yuan is the largest private perfume operator in Nordic. Her ancestors have been committed to the ultimate research and development of private perfumes for generations. After Mr. Yuan passed on the "original fragrance" to Miss Yuan, she even snatched the market share from industrial perfumes. As for her, she is also the most top-level beauty in the world. Let us welcome her."

Yuan Hongchen's mouth slowly calmed down, restraining all his emotions, from hot to cold, from movement to quiet. With a little bit of coldness, he put away the business card, twisted his waist, and suddenly changed into another style. He slowly walked into the dazzling banquet hall from the darkness. His long hair was tied up on his head, with a bit of grace and luxury. His purple cheongsam fitted his body, and his every move was cold and arrogant. His aura conquered the audience at once.
Chapter completed!