Stop the car in front of the castle, Timothy around the other side, holding drunk ye angqi out.


    Ye Anqi is awake, but she is still drunk.


    She looked up vaguely and saw the splendid castle.


    "This is Where? "


    "Beautiful castle." Timothy said with a smile.


    Ye Anqi looked at him sideways, "who are you?"


    "I''m your friend, Timothy, who you just met. Did you forget?"


    “……”


    "I know You bought me a drink


    "Yes, it''s me."


    Ye Anqi suddenly laughed and said, "come on, let''s drink Will you please me this time


    "Good." Timothy helped her. "Come on, let''s go in and drink."


    "Good." Ye Anqi nodded with a smirk.


    Timothy looked at her with a look of interest in her eyes.


    This woman, even giggling, is so charming.


    That kind of charm, it is natural, deep into her bones.


    He had never seen such a charming woman.


    But if he meets him, he won''t miss it.


    "Young master, master Timothy is coming!" The servant informed yeshitian.


    He looked up, slightly stunned.


    Yeshitian''s people have been monitoring Ye Anqi.


    He knew she had come to Milan to watch fashion week, but he didn''t expect that she would meet Timothy.


    And he brought her here.


    Timothy came with her arm around her. "Sorry, Satan. We''re just here now."


    Ye Shitian''s eyes opened from ye Anqi, "is this the drunkard you picked up?"


    The servant opened the chair in time, and Timothy helped Ye Anqi sit down.


    "How can such a lovely little fox be called a drunkard?" Timothy sat down beside Ye Anqi. He flashed a glance at Yeshi Tian and said, "how, it''s not worse than your peerless beauty?"


    Yeshitian is disgusted, "your vision is really getting worse and worse."


    Timothy raised an eyebrow. "I think it''s your bad eye."


    "At least I don''t like a drunkard."


    As soon as ye Anqi came in, she was very quiet.


    At the moment, she is sitting quietly, eyes confused looking at the night release day.


    Timothy turned her head, but the words were to yeshitian.


    "Have you ever seen such a clever drunkard?"


    "Little fox, don''t look at him. He''s married. It''s useless for you to see it."


    Ye Anqi suddenly pointed to the night and asked, "who is he?"


    The sky can''t help but pick eyebrows.


    Timothy said, "his name is Satan Stuart."


    "But he is not a foreigner."


    "His Chinese name is yeshitian."


    "No, he doesn''t call yeshitian." Ye Anqi shook her head, "he is not..."


    Timothy wondered, "he doesn''t call this. What''s that called?"


    Ye Anqi laughs: "he doesn''t call this anyway."


    "You can call him anything." Timothy connived to say that the night was dark.


    He said coldly, "I don''t think this meal should have invited you at all."


    Timothy laughed. "Don''t be so unkind. I just brought a girl with me. Aren''t you so mean?"


    "I hate people who talk a lot. If you want to eat, shut up. "


    Timothy side head whispered to Ye Anqi, "little fox, remember not to talk, want to eat what, I give you clip."


    Ye Anqi took the bottle, smiling enchanting, "but I just want to drink."


    "I''ll be with you."


    Timothy took the bottle in her hand and poured each other a glass.