Chapter 103

After coming out of the box, Huo Chengzhou kept hiding in the crowd and looked at Joan.

I have to say that when she plays the piano, she is definitely in another state.

Elegant, charming, with a little playful little sexy.

Even if her clothes are regular, she can peep into the playful and sexy touch from the shallow pear vortex in her frown and smile, and even her sideways blink.

At this time, Joan is smart. Even a pair of eyes that have never been wave free seem to be stained with a little starlight.

If it hadn't been for the guide stick at her hand, no one would have thought that there was something wrong with her eyes.

The last song struck the last note, Joanne got up and bowed slightly, and then left the stage with a guide stick.

The staff took her down and picked up her bouquet on the stage: "it's all from the fans. Take it back, Joan."

"No." Joanne put away the mask and touched her wristwatch. "It's getting late. I'll go back first today."

After thinking about it, Joanne changed her mind again: "pick me a bunch of relatively clean ones, and I'll take them back to arrange flowers."

She thought of the demon king at home. She could not give him a bunch of flowers to coax.

The staff picked up a bunch of stars. Joan picked them up and chose to go out the back door.

There are some flowers today, maybe others waiting for wechat. She really doesn't want to deal with it.

Qiao Xue specially went to the bathroom, watched Joan leave through the back door, and quickly sent a message: [she left through the back door, come here quickly.]

[yes, don't worry. Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others.]

Qiao Xue curled her lips and sneered: [don't forget to record the video and add money.]

……

There was a passage between the back door and the front door, narrow and dark, but it was no different in Joan's eyes.

The staff said that the passage was only about 100 meters. After going out, it was the avenue of Qianmen. At the end, it was the taxi stop.

When the cool night wind blew, Joan clearly smelled the fragrance from the bouquet in the air. The light fragrance was particularly refreshing.

Suddenly she heard a series of footsteps coming from behind her. The pace was fast and there was a faint smell of wine.

She leaned to the side, and her steps were fast up.

But she was worried. She planned to take out her mobile phone and call Huo Chengzhou, but the bouquet in her hand was in the way. In this moment, the man behind her suddenly rushed over and raised his hand to cover her mouth.

Terrified, Joan struggled hard to make more noise. After all, she was weak

……

Huo Chengzhou waited at the door for a while, but he didn't wait for anyone. He was anxious. He turned back to the quiet bar again, but found that there was no figure of Joan on the stage.

He stopped a staff member: "where was the man who played the piano just now?"

"Let's go." The staff said, "if you want to hear it, come tomorrow."

"Gone? Where did you go?" His eyes narrowed: "you have a back door."

"Yes."

"Where is it?" Somehow, Huo Chengzhou was uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen.

The staff didn't know him, so naturally they didn't want to say: "Sir, the back door is where the staff go..."

"Where is it!" Huo Chengzhou asked again in a cold voice. His voice was wrapped in ice cold, which made the staff shiver. Subconsciously, he turned and led him.

Huo Chengzhou kept running out of the back door. He saw a bunch of fallen flowers on the road, and a figure flashed by at the entrance of the small alley next to him.