Chapter 1690 Prime Minister and Jin Yiwei (2)

His eyes were like opening a window on the man.

There was surprise in the eyes at first, and then joy was revealed.

Joy comes from the heart.

The old fox Lai Zesheng naturally did not let go of the joy in the eyes of the man in black.

Seeing that the other party didn't drink tea, he lowered his eyes and put the tea cup in his hand on the table, stood up and walked towards the man in black.

"you know me."

A determined tone came out of his mouth.

Seeing Lai Zesheng approaching, the man in black stepped back quickly.

However, from the beginning to the end, the teacup in his hand was firmly held in his hand.

He looked at Lai Zesheng in amazement, not understanding why he had guessed that he hadn't seen his true face.

"Don't come here." Seeing Lai Zesheng getting closer, the man in black couldn't help but make a sound.

His voice is nice, with a clear, clean feeling.

Lai Zesheng heard his tone a little nervous, a little anxious, and a little worried.

He stopped with a smile, but his handsome face stared straight into the eyes of the man in black.

"Who are you?"

The man in black avoided his sight and looked out the window.

He came out to work tonight and was assassinated by an unknown person, so he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion in a hurry.

At first, he really didn't know that this was the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After entering, seeing Lai Zesheng standing indoors, he realized where he had broken into.

The man in black knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he narrowed his eyes to hide his initial nervousness and somewhat strange emotions.

Soon he returned to his original aura like a sharp blade.

He was calculating how to leave.

There are several masters in the house, and there are not weak guards outside the door.

He had a wound on his arm and thought he could still get out.

Just at this time, the man in black felt a little unstable.

Lai Zesheng also spoke up, "Do you feel weak all over, and you really want to sleep?"

The man in black turned his head and stared straight at him.

Facing this sharp but non-killing gaze, Lai Zesheng's smile deepened.

"Are you telling your identity yourself, or are you waiting for me to reveal your veil in person?"

The man in black was unsteady on his feet. He supported the bookcase beside him to stabilize his body.

Seeing Lai Zesheng's relentless posture, the man in black showed helplessness in his eyes.

Then he stretched out his hand, and put his white jade-like hand on the black scarf.

Looking at the white fingers on his black scarf, Lai Zesheng showed appreciation.

This man's hands are beautiful, but the fly in the ointment is that there are some calluses between his fingers.

With fair fingers, he slowly pulled down the black scarf.

Immediately afterwards, a face as white as a hand was revealed.

The man in black pulled down the black towel, put the tea cup in the other hand to his mouth, and drank the tea in it.

He didn't see that Lai Zesheng, who was standing not far from the opposite side, showed surprise in his eyes after seeing the face of the man in black.

The man in front of him was very beautiful, a delicate beauty.

His beauty has no femininity at all, and people can't help but feel good about it, and even want to take it for themselves.

For some reason, Lai Zesheng still felt a bit of familiarity from the other party.

The man in black was also Mao Lin, who drank all the water in the teacup in his hand, and then turned his face to Lai Zesheng.

There was a smile in his eyes.

"Young Master Lai, today I took the liberty to disturb you. I didn't know this was the Prime Minister's Mansion. If there are many interruptions tonight, please Prime Minister Lai let me out of the mansion."

When Mao Lin called Mr. Lai, Lai Zesheng's face changed.

Anyone guessing it's over?

Huahua hereby declares: No, absolutely nothing, nothing!

I promise you that many planes have not been written yet.