Su Xiaocan ushered in three or four perverts, the most annoying one, almost kicked off the other party's lifeline in a fit of anger, but fortunately, she still has some sense, knowing that she is not here to cause trouble, so she should try to keep a low profile.

She looked around the bar, ready to recite another hundred numbers in her heart, if the people didn't come, she would leave, no, walk around more, anyway, the other party only said that it was in the speakeasy, not where it was.

The bar is a place that is too impressive.

Just as she was counting to ninety-nine, the seat next to her became another person.

She didn't bother to take care of people, and was ready to get up and leave.

The other party whistled and said to her in Mandarin with a rap accent: "Beauty, are you here alone?"

Su Xiaocan's action of jumping off the high chair was like that feeling, which was obviously very unfamiliar, but it always unconsciously touched her nerves, giving people a very familiar feeling.

Su Xiaocan turned the high chair and looked at each other.

I found that the other party was a big tall man, with a full beard, long hair, and a small ponytail, and a golden earring on his ear, and his exposed skin was very dark, and it was black under such a dim lamp.

When the man saw Su Xiaocan looking over, he immediately showed his white and neat teeth and gave her a bright smile.

That familiar feeling has been coming up from the depths of the heart, and it is impossible to say how to get close to each other.

What's wrong with her?

How can you feel this way about a stranger?

Seeing Su Xiaocan's eyes straightened when he saw him, he directly stretched out his hand and pointed to the dance floor, without asking her opinion, he pulled the person up and walked to the dance floor.

Su Xiaocan is wearing ten-centimeter-high heels today!

She was not very good at wearing such high shoes, but now she was suddenly attacked, and when she jumped off the high chair, she almost broke her foot, and the person directly did not stand firmly, and pounced on the other party.

The other party caught Su Xiaocan easily, especially the action of him holding Su Xiaocan, the strength and method were appropriate.

Obviously, the two of them are just one-sided people, but the movements are so skillful, and the breath on each other's body is very unfamiliar, but it is a special attachment.

Su Xiaocan looked up and wanted to see the other party's expression, but the lights were too dark, and people were involuntarily taken to the dance floor.

At this time, the music played by the DJ was more soothing, and the other party directly hugged Su Xiaocan, and slowly wandered in the crowd.

Su Xiaocan, who has always been very disgusted by other people's physical contact, did not have a trace of resistance at this time.

She blinked, looking up in surprise to look up at the other person seriously.

The other party gave her a bright and warm smile again, the right amount of teeth exposed, and her eyes narrowed into slits.

Only then did Su Xiaocan notice that the other party's teeth, on both sides of the mouth, were two pairs of tiger teeth.

Damn it!

Even if she turns to ashes, she won't forget this pair of tiger teeth!

She and he chased each other from the past life to this life, and almost all of her memories were each other's figures, watching each other grow up day by day.

This pair of tiger teeth also left a lot of tooth marks on her body, causing Su Xiaocan to complain: Cui Yimo, are you a dog? You have tiger teeth, and you like to bite people! Let me take a closer look at your pair of biting tiger teeth, which will make me unhappy one day, and I have to pull it out!

Cui Yimo said disapprehantly: I belong to rats, not dogs.

How many good memories they once had, they all came to mind, and they didn't have to deliberately search for them. Because of the past two years, she has spent every day by relying on these memories.

It's not an illusion, it's not a delusion, is it?

Su Xiaocan's tears fell immediately, but he stubbornly still tilted his head, looked at the other party, stretched out his hand, and carefully stroked this somewhat unfamiliar face.

The palms of the hands are no longer familiar with the skin touch, and they are full of prickly beards.

She tugged at her beard a little mischievously, trying to determine if it was fake or real.

Cui Yimo grinned for a while, and he didn't dare to make a sound, but just made an obedient strange face.

Su Xiaocan's eyes widened, this beard turned out to be real!

When they were together before, Cui Yimo was refreshing and clean, and he had never seen him with a scruffy beard, but now he has grown so many beards all of a sudden, it's so strange!

Su Xiaocan opened her mouth and wanted to speak, she really had a thousand words to say, even if she was given three days and three nights, she couldn't finish speaking.

Cui Yimo raised her hand in time to stop her voice, and raised her hand to point to her earrings vaguely and shook her head.

Is this not to allow yourself to talk casually?

But what should she do if she has saved a belly?

At least let her know how he ended up like this, and when he can go home?

Do they still have to be separated in such a hurry and continue to be lovesick for so long?

Su Xiaocan bit her lip, tangled, struggling, and excited for a long time, and finally silently made a lip shape, and simply asked, "Are you okay?"

Cui Yimo smiled again and nodded.

At this moment, the lights on the dance floor suddenly went out.

Su Xiaocan was still stunned for what was going on, and there was a heavy bite on his lips, and his beard like a small thorn rubbed against his delicate skin, itching, painful and numb.

She grabbed Cui Yimo's shoulder, hugged his head tightly, and responded vigorously to the kiss that was extremely familiar in her memory, sticking out her tongue to entangle the other party.

Obviously, it has only been two years apart, and the person on the other side still feels the same, but the breath has changed.

In the past, Cui Yimo never smoked cigarettes for work needs, and he only drank wine with himself when he was on vacation.

But now, in his mouth, the breath he exhaled, was full of smoke, mixed with the sweetness of betel nut, with a hint of alcohol.

This is completely different from the Cui Yimo she knows.

What has he experienced in the past two years?

If it weren't for a familiar person, if it weren't for her, I believe that no one would associate Cui Yimo with the current barbaric man who speaks strange Mandarin and is full of vulgar smells, right?

He's deliberately disguising himself, right?

Is his current job dangerous?

Will her appearance bring danger to him?

It was obviously a passionate kiss, and she felt that her whole person was about to fly, but her heart hurt so much that she didn't know when, and the faces of the two people were already wet.

When she was awakened by the tingling sensation under her, she found that the two of them had left the dance floor and hid in a very hidden booth by herself.