After wearing the book, the male protagonist and I are mortal enemies.

Chapter 32 Deja Vu
Qin Zhongqi couldn't stop this master, so he had to smile apologetically and made a "please" gesture to the door: "Brother Qi, please."

Qi Shengyu strode out of the VIP lounge.

As soon as the door was closed, he leaned against the wall next to him for a while, and heard the sound of a door closing not far away.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked away. In the quiet corridor, every two meters on the ceiling, there will be a chic palace chandelier, which is unique.

This corridor is quite long.

Qi Shengyu was thinking, walking along this long corridor in a rare leisure time.

The pitch-black phoenix eyes were shone by the light, and some light colors merged in the pupils. A pair of eyes always appeared in his mind.

Under the long curly eyelashes, the watery almond eyes are pitiful, and these eyes can hide the most serious thoughts.

Qi Shengyu just remembered a person, not far away, the person he remembered opened the door from a room and appeared.

Qiao Yue's wavy hair draped behind her almost covered her entire back, only a little bit of fair skin could be seen, and her charming body line formed a beautiful arc under the lamp.

She didn't seem to see him, holding the unfastened, half-covered angel mask over her eyes, and gently closed the door.

It turned out that he glanced lightly into the crowd at that time, those eyes, that demeanor, he was right, it was really this woman.

Qi Shengyu bent his lips and glanced leisurely at the nameplate on the door that Qiao Yue had closed.

"Female staff locker room".

Qi Shengyu raised his eyebrows slightly covered by the mask.

oh, I see.

After Qiao Yue closed the door, she heard no sound around her, so she didn't even bother to look back. She held the straps on both sides of the mask with both hands, and twisted them around the back of her head, trying to tie a knot.

Suddenly, a male waiter came out from a distance of three meters opposite the dressing room where she was, holding a large box in his hand, and hurriedly walked.

Qiao Yue's heart skipped a beat when she heard the movement, and she hurriedly looked up, it was a male waiter.

She breathed a sigh of relief, the corridor was considered spacious, she did not move her position, and continued to bury her head in arranging her natural curly hair that was tangled with the tie.

A wave of waves has risen again.

Just when the index fingers of Qiao Yue's two hands hooked the two loops of the tie, stacked together, and finally tied together, there was a loud "bang" in her ears.

Qiao Yue let go of her hand, and before she could turn her head to see what happened, her whole body was surrounded by something, and she was immediately pressed against the door panel, unable to move.

Her expression froze, and two seconds later, she felt the scorching breath pouring into her ears, itching, and she finally knew that there was someone behind her.

Qi Shengyu grabbed the door frame next to him with one hand, and supported Qiao Yue's head with the other, as if in an emergency, the knuckles of his hand holding the door frame turned white.

Qiao Yue was so focused on one thing that she didn't even notice when he walked behind her.

I don't know if he was in the way, blocked the way, or the male waiter who was holding a big box was too anxious and didn't have eyesight, so he just bumped into his back, so the current scene happened.

But no matter what the reason was, the waiter knew his identity as Qi Shengyu.

I have heard a lot of rumors about him. This master is not only violent, but also cleans up the people and things he doesn't like.

The male waiter was not afraid that he would lose his job, but he was afraid that his own life would be lost. He hurriedly bowed a bow that exercised his waist strength, closed his eyes, and apologized as if waiting for death: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mr. Qi, I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional, your lord has a lot, please forgive me..."

Qiao Yue's mask was not fastened properly, and it slipped onto her lips. At the same time, her hands were trapped between her collarbone and the door panel. She just stretched out the longest finger of her five fingers and lifted the mask to her eyes. It's time for someone's apology.

Why is this line so familiar?
She turned around involuntarily, and forgot to hold the mask with her hands. Suddenly, the fluttering strands of hair brushed against the tip of Qi Shengyu's nose, and she could still smell the fragrance of jasmine shampoo.

The mask fell off with a "snap".

The quality of the mask this time is good, the golden angel halo in the upper right corner is still standing steadily, Qiao Yue raised her chin slightly, without the cover of the mask, her slender eyebrows seemed to be smudged with ink, and the light makeup was gentle and gentle Innocent eyes with rippling colors met Qi Shengyu's gaze.

It is very similar to the beautiful picture of the hero and heroine in the novel, and the two breaths that are neither light nor heavy are intertwined.

Qi Shengyu fixed his eyes, his Adam's apple slid slightly, the surrounding was quiet for a moment, and only her figure was reflected in his eyes.

"..."

Soon, Qi Shengyu's long eyelashes drooped, and he slowly withdrew his hand. After getting some distance away from Qiao Yue, he glanced at the male waiter with sharp eyes.

He shouldn't get angry, but he didn't want Qiao Yue to know his identity, so he lowered his voice: "Get lost!"

Qi Shengyu's voice was originally too magnetic and cold, and it was deliberately lowered, like a vicious predator sending out a danger signal.

The male waiter was almost scared to his knees, and after a quick apology, he quickly fled the scene with the box in his arms.

The corridor was silent.

Looking at Qi Shengyu's tall back, Qiao Yue picked up the mask that fell on the ground, patted the dust on it, and put it on again.

"Hey!" As soon as she looked up, she saw Qi Shengyu walking several meters away. She knew that the other party was the Patriarch of the Qi family who was no match for Lin Zexiao. She was afraid, but she didn't know why she yelled out.

It's so similar.

Qi Shengyu's footsteps didn't stop for a moment, as if he didn't hear her words at all.

Qiao Yue said "Hello" again, and trotted up with her skirt.

Coming to the man's side, it's a pity that the other party is not a sympathetic master. As soon as he took a long leg, it was equivalent to Qiao Yue's two steps. Qiao Yue had to run on five centimeter high heels. She begged him: "Mr. Don't go so fast, I have something to tell you."

Qi Shengyu remained silent, looking at him with contempt from the corner of his eyes.

Qiao Yue asked directly, "Do you have a younger brother?"

They are all surnamed Qi, but the outline and features of this face are so similar to that, the bar owner surnamed Qi.

An iceberg boss loves to spray hairspray, and a man with a poisonous tongue is extremely vicious. Although their personalities are very different, they are either half-brothers, or twins with the same father and mother!

Qi Shengyu finally stopped his fast pace, and Qiao Yue also slammed on the brakes.

His voice was dangerous and cold: "You joker, die."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yue, who was so frightened that she was speechless, completely froze in her mind. Qi Shengyu opened the VIP lounge in front of her, and closed the door with a "bang".

The sound insulation of each room here is very good, and the environment is so quiet that it makes people panic.

It took Qiao Yue a long time to restart the operating system in her brain.

If you dare to joke that he has brothers, it will either end in his hands or end on your own.

Qiao Yue shivered and touched her shoulder. The rumors about the cruelty of the Patriarch of the Qi family were definitely not rumors. How could she compare two people who were so different?
　Our kid Qiao Yue is a little careless.

　　Don't you suspect that Mr. Qi, the overbearing boss, and Mr. Qi, the poisonous tongue, are the same person? [Crying and laughing]

　　
　
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