Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Luo Xingchen was expressionless, took a step, and entered.

The elevator up to the third floor is a long corridor with fine carpets, and on either side of the corridor are closed premium private rooms.

She was just about to take a step when suddenly a tall, leather-clad man was walking in this direction.

The hair on his forehead hung down in thin pieces, blocking his eyes, and under the light and shadow, his deep facial features were a little more mysterious.

In the dim light, Luo Xingchen didn't see the man's face clearly, but in a trance, he felt that this figure was somewhat familiar.

She was shocked, and she turned around suddenly, and the man didn't get into the elevator, but disappeared at the end of the corridor behind her.

She couldn't suppress the panic in her heart, picked up her skirt and quickly chased out in the direction where the man disappeared.

The third floor is the high-end private room of the Longhu Club, so several corridors are divided into tic-tac-toe, and Luo Xingchen shuttles through several corridors, but he doesn't see the man anymore.

"Miss, do you need any help?" A waiter with a tray asked as he passed her.

Luo Xingchen was stunned and shook his head in frustration.

It was the first time she had come here, and she walked a few steps in a trance before she remembered what her uncle said about the fifth room on the left hand of the third floor.

Counting in her heart, she reached out and pushed open the door of a private room.

The lights inside were dim and wasted, and several men and women were laughing and amusing inside, making a mess.

Suddenly, a woman came in, and everyone was silent.

"Who is this?" A young man with clear eyebrows walked over and asked with a strong breath of wine.

"Hmmm! Over here...... Excuse me...... Who is Mr. Kan? Luo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, there are a lot of people here, and there are a lot of men and women, but it is easy to deal with.

She was really afraid to walk in, there was only one man inside, a lonely man and a widow, it was not easy to deal with.

"Ouch hey! Looking for Mr. Jin ......" The fair-skinned, slightly feminine beautiful man standing in front of Luo Xingchen looked back at the center of the sofa, "Ming Shao, looking for your ......"

After speaking, the man turned his head and looked Luo Xingchen up and down, "This sister is so familiar, I seem to have seen ...... somewhere"

He shook his body a little drunk, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, because since this woman came to find Mr. Jin, no matter how beautiful this woman was, where would he dare to mess around?

"Yo! Ever seen? Chu Shao, do you think it's Brother Bao and Sister Lin? A young woman with a wine glass and a small red gown joking.

Luo Xingchen stood there with an embarrassed expression.

"Sister Lin is a ...... of life" Suddenly, at the same time as a low and hoarse voice sounded, Jin Zeming's people had already gotten up and walked over.

He was tall, and if he wanted to see her face clearly in front of Luo Xingchen, he had to bow his head.

As soon as he lowered his head, Luo Xingchen also raised his head.

He squinted slightly, and the watery eyes in his sight seemed to be full of stars. Probably bright-eyed, words like Gu Pan Shenghui are used to describe such beautiful eyes.

Jin Zeming stood still, as if remembering something, and leaned forward slightly.

Luo Xingchen was startled, shrank back, and hit the wall with his back, unable to retreat.

Jin Zeming leaned over again with a smile, and Luo Xingchen's fine white and delicate face was only a line away from him.

He deliberately pretended to be intoxicated and took a deep breath, a subtle fragrance different from perfume slid across his nose.