A voice suddenly appeared, tearing apart all the embarrassment and tension. Tang Shi stared at the appearance of this man, feeling that the whole world was quiet.

There was a noisy electronic music behind him, and a group of people swaying their limbs madly with the rhythm. However, the only man came directly from the doorway with a glass of wine. His slender and tall shadow looked like the figure that Tang Shi dreamed of midnight and was often awakened by nightmares.

He walked along the way, took off the hat on his head and then threw away the mask on his face. The next second, the moment he approached their booth, the face was exposed directly under everyone's eyes without any scruples!

In full view of everyone, the audience was in an uproar!

This face...is...it's Bo Ye!

It is the thin night in Haicheng that turns hands to make clouds and rain!!

He...he wasn't dead?! Which grandson of the turtle lies to him and said that Bo Ye had died long ago?!

The expression on Ma Jian's face suddenly changed, and from the beginning he was proud, he now turned into ashes. He seemed to be unable to believe that there was such an incredible thing in this world, and Bo Ye was not dead... He was not dead, so who died that day?

Is the man in front of you Bo Ye?

The onlookers noticed the movement here and turned to see it, their breathing stagnated.

There was a slender man standing there, playing with a glass of wine with his slender and distinct fingertips. The clear liquid inside slowly undulating like the sea level. His dark eyes were looked at by the light, like starry sky fragments falling into his eyes-

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

Especially when he smiled with his lips curled up and felt that it was too evil. He slowly walked to Tang Shi, then sat down as if he was on his own territory, and said hello to Ma Jian, "Oh, Mr. Ma."

The sound was so long that it seemed to have countless deep meanings that made Ma Jian feel scared and sweated.

Bo...Bo Ye! It must be Bo Ye! Who else can have such an unfathomable tone besides him!

Although Bo Ye never laughed very much in the past, although the smile in front of him is more dangerous and aggressive than his aura. He was a little afraid of Bo Ye who suddenly appeared in front of him, and even shook his hand holding the wine glass.

The cup originally planned to make things difficult for Tang Shi, so the liquid that was poured was shaken out a few drops.

Bo Ye pulled his lips and laughed sarcastically. If Bai Yue had not done his homework for him before, he would have really not remembered where the clown in the jumping corner of Mr. Ma in front of him was. Even the name of his name was a waste of time. "I heard Mr. Ma shouting here from afar. It seems that he had always wanted Tang Shi to worship you?"

Ma Jian stuttered and couldn't say a different thing. Bo Ye smiled very happily when he saw him like this, "Don't let me tell you, Mr. Ma, we are all our own people. You see, Tang Shi has drunk a lot. Why don't I toast you this cup?"

Who... who the hell dares to let Bo Ye toast! Is that lifeless? Whoever dares to let Bo Ye down and bow his head is equivalent to seeking death!

Ma Jian looked at this man who was like a god descending, and his mind was occupied by shocked thoughts and could not make any other sound.

Bo Ye is back... Bo Ye is back?!

Tang Shi also looked at Bo Ye suddenly appearing beside her. Just like a coincidence created by fate, he once pushed her into hell several times, but he also saved her from water and fire again.
Chapter completed!