Song Tian stared at the train fleet in astonishment for a long time.

After a while, she spoke.

"You're making too much fuss, aren't you?"

Tang Jingyun was silent.

Heh, can he not make a fuss?

She hated him now, and she didn't know how much she hated him, and when she wasn't in his sight for a moment, he wondered if something had happened to her, or if she was gone.

He couldn't bear it anymore, the time when she was away in a foreign land.

Song Tiantian couldn't guess Tang Jingyun's profound thoughts, and she didn't guess more.

She tilted her head and looked around, as if she was looking for someone.

Suddenly, she saw Qin Lang holding Luo Yan and walking out of the bar one step later than them.

She hurried over.

Luo Yan felt deeply remorseful, and his face was full of guilt.

She forcibly braced herself down from Qin Lang, and just wanted to open her mouth to Song Tiantian and say something, but Song Tiantian was one step faster than her and cut her off.

"It's just an accident." She smiled at Luo Yan and didn't take these things to heart.

Song Tiantian noticed that Luo Yan's cheeks were a little abnormally flushed, and his breath was unsteady when he spoke.

Suddenly, she remembered that not long ago, when the boy was pouring wine for Luo Yan, he added something to it, what it was-self-evident.

Song Tiantian pursed his lips, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

The reaction to the effect of the medicine had already come up, and Luo Yan felt very uncomfortable, and a wave of shameful feelings desperately surged into his body.

But Luo Yan still has restraint in the end, no matter how much she needs a man, she will not find a man on the side of the road and pounce on it.

Even though she is aggrieved and uncomfortable now, she still looks indifferent.

However, her indifference didn't last a few seconds.

The afterglow swept to the indifferent man standing behind Song Tian, and Luo Yan chuckled in his heart.

She coughed embarrassedly, and before she could say anything, she heard Tang Jingyun whisper an order to the men behind her.

"Send her to Nightmo."

Send it to Nightink?

No matter how calm Luo Yanrao was, he also fluctuated at the moment.

"Yun Shao, I won't bother you to interfere in the matter with Yemo, I won't go to him!" Luo Yan's chest was stuffy, and when she mentioned the word night ink, it was as if a stone had been blocked in her chest, and she was about to lose her breath.

"Not going?" Tang Jingyun sneered, and his meaningful black eyes glanced keenly at her, "I thought you needed him very much now." ”

"You!"

Luo Yan's ears turned red.

Although she pretended to be calm, with a person with excellent insight like Tang Jingyun, she could easily see through her embarrassment.

"Who said I needed him, the men in the world are not dead, I can find him on the side of the road, why should I go to him?" Luo Yan pretended to be relaxed.

Tang Jingyun glanced at her coldly, and then showed Tang Lie with his eyes.

Tang Lie understood and didn't ask Luo Yan's opinion, so he stuffed her directly into the car, and then Tang Lie made another call to Yemo to explain the ins and outs of the matter.

Seeing Luo Yan being taken away, Song Tiantian felt a little helpless.

"She doesn't want to see Yemo." Song tilted a glance at the man beside him, whose face was not very good.

"Her man is Yemo, when she encounters this kind of thing, if she doesn't look for him, who else will she look for?"

Of course, Song Tiantian knew what kind of thing he meant by 'this kind of thing'.

When the mind is completely controlled by drugs, most of them do something out of control, irreparable, like four years ago - the night they were at the Imperial Capital Hotel.