The man raised his head suddenly.

The black wolf mask placed by the sink fell to the ground, making an inaudible cracking sound.

But at this time.

He no longer cared about the mask.

"You...you are..."

The man looked at the tall man who appeared in the bathroom at an unknown moment and was immediately startled.

Especially when I saw him lifting up Huang Mao's collar like a weak chicken, lifting his feet off the ground, and then...

Bang!

Just one punch.

Huang Mao didn't even let out a second scream.

His head tilted and he fainted.

His nosebleed dripped to the ground and soon turned a dark red.

Only then did the man come back to his senses. He couldn't help but feel panicked. He leaned against the sink, forced out a smile, and said flatteringly:

"Jiang Ling... No, Brother Ling, I didn't see anything! He offended you, and he deserves it! Or should I help you beat him up again?"

He nodded and bowed.

He looked like he was trying his best to please.

When the person he was facing became Jiang Ling, how could the man dare to show even a little bit of his previous pride?

I couldn't help but regret it in my heart.

Why didn't we choose a more secluded place to talk about Yingqian's things, but Jiang Ling found us instead?

Jiang Ling casually threw the unconscious Huang Mao aside. He slowly took a step closer to the man and asked in a deep voice:

"You just said, who do you want to sleep with?"

The man's heart suddenly trembled.

He is similar in stature to Jiang Ling.

Logically speaking.

You shouldn't be so cowed.

But don't care about the family.

It's still the showy muscles of his body.

None of them have the slightest ability of Jiangling.

At least with only one hand, a man can't lift the yellow hair even if he uses all his strength to suck it.

He could only laugh along and explain carefully:

"Brother Ling, I was just talking nonsense..."

"Just talking nonsense?"

Jiangling smiled.

However, the haze in his eyes was even heavier than before.

The person he cares about most.

It has become an object that can be discussed freely in men's mouths.

Are they worthy?!

Seeing him raise the corners of his lips, the man thought Jiang Ling was also moved, so he quickly said:

"Brother Ling, I have almost finished chatting with her just now. She is very stupid and is easy to take the bait. I will send her to your room later for you to play with..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

There is no chance to finish talking.

The blood surged in an instant.

It only takes a few breaths.

The floor of the bathroom was completely dyed an eerie bright red.

"Give it to me?"

Jiang Ling stepped on the man's hand, walked to the sink, and washed away the blood splashed on his fingertips. He picked up the fallen black wolf mask, looked in the mirror, and slowly covered his face.

before leaving the restroom.

The man's last remaining bit of consciousness heard a deep voice coming from him.

He said:

"She was originally mine."

Within a few minutes.

Someone else walked into the bathroom.

When they saw Huang Mao and the man paralyzed on the ground, covered in blood, they were immediately frightened and screamed.

But all this.

Yingqian doesn't even know.

She was slowly drinking a glass of vodka, and she caught sight of the outline of the black wolf's mask from the corner of her eye, and then she said something casually.

"Back."

The man didn't answer.

He just sat beside her silently.

He no longer talks as sweetly as before.

But this is for the best.

Yingqian needed him to shut up anyway.

There was a hazy glint in her eyes due to drunkenness. She stood up unsteadily and raised her fingers towards the man beside her.

"I'm tired, let's take a walk."

The moonlight shines.

The hazy look in Ying Qian's eyes becomes more and more alluring.

Even the slightly wagging fingertips have a hint of lingering in the spirit.

Jiang Ling looked up at her.

The words that reached between my teeth suddenly became unspeakable.

He accidentally held Yingqian's hand, and then...

Fingers intertwined.

The moment when temperatures blend.

Yingqian was stunned.

She just wanted the man to leave and do business with her, but she didn't want to hold hands.

But in this case...

It seems to be more real.

She reluctantly accepted it, thinking in her mind how she could avoid being discovered if she secretly cut off his hand.

Ying Qian and Jiang Ling, who was wearing a black wolf mask, walked twice around the crowded deck.

But the strange thing is.

She didn't find anyone similar to Jiang Ling.

However, I saw someone with a similar temperament to Hanayuan, wearing a beach vest and dancing hula.

Yingqian quickly avoided it.

unlucky.

She walked around again and still couldn't find Jiangling, so she just asked someone casually:

"Have you seen Jiangling?"

The dancing woman turned around and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"who?"

Yingqian was silent for a moment and said reluctantly:
To be continued...