He looked at her deeply, "Bar."

The tone is lazy, and the various lights flow into the door are rippling with confusion.

Jiang Yan looked up at him.

"..." It was really a bar, and he said in a daze: "No... a dinner?"

Jiang Chixiu chuckled: "They like to gather in the bar."

"Oh..." Jiang Yan nodded suddenly and then immediately said, "Do you come here often?"

Her focus seems to be a bit strange.

She seemed to be looking forward, her eyes full of desire for answers. Jiang Chixiu lowered her head and stared at her for a moment, without saying anything, but just smiled, and took the lead in passing through the long passage in the bar.

What does this laugh mean? Do you come often or not?

In a hazy response, Jiang Yan sighed and followed.

Wait, did she just say that everyone going to the bar is a playboy?

Jiang Yan: “……………………………………………”

I thought the bar shouldn't be lively at this dinner order, but unexpectedly, after walking through the long passage and actually entering the bar, it felt like I suddenly exploded in my ears while sleeping late at night.

The lights sway, the neon light sources flicker and darker, and the men and women on the dance floor dance gracefully, accompanied by the explosive rhythm of the music, frivolous and ambiguous.

After all, it is not a small bar, so there is no heavy smoke smell in the air, but the tempting smell of alcohol is strong, which makes people drunk without getting drunk.

As soon as Jiang Yan came in, she felt that the place was too hot. Before she could take a sip, her cheeks suddenly turned red a few degrees.

Although she usually meets a gangster who can beat ten people, it is her first time to come to a bar!

"Cultivate God." Jiang Yan called him, but the music was resounding and he didn't hear it. She had to raise her voice and shout twice, but it was still useless.

His pace was not fast, and it was obvious that he had deliberately slowed down from the beginning and waited for her to follow him, but the more he walked in, the more she felt that her sense of security was gradually losing.

Well, it’s even more uncomfortable to talk to people in a bar than not being able to squirt about teammates when you’re closed.

Realizing this, Jiang Yan finally couldn't catch up with him twice and reached out to hold his hand.

When the palms of the palms heated up, the steps of the man and his feet stopped.

He looked back and there was a flash of splendor behind him, shining brightly in the darkness.

The joyful charm of the strong wine and the crazy singing and dancing, but the gaze he looked back suddenly made her feel that it was so lucky to meet among millions of people.

He was still, and behind him was surging, but it seemed like everything was his background.

In the ambiguous and confused atmosphere, they looked at each other for a long time.

Jiang Yan held his hand, but he didn't move for a long time. Just when she was about to let go, he immediately held his hand back.

The author has something to say: Let’s learn about the bar play (no, I’m talking nonsense, our Yan Yan is very innocent-.-)

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I failed to code today, only three thousand... Don’t ask, I will update it tomorrow!
Chapter completed!