Deafening music, dizzying lights, noisy crowds, swaying limbs......

A young couple walked into the bar, and the girl seemed to be angry, pouting, and went straight to the bar, "Give me the strongest drink!"

The boy followed, and was very angry by this sentence, "Lao Tzu has given you face, right? Coaxed for a long time, and the tail is getting higher and higher! Okay, you can, you can drink if you have the ability!" As he said that, he shouted at the bartender angrily: "Lao Tzu also serves the strongest wine, a dozen!"

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

The two of them snorted coldly in unison, one walked to the east, and the other walked to the west, as if they had drawn the boundary of the galaxy, and they were ready to die and never get along.

Everyone was dancing on the dance floor, frantically releasing their enthusiasm, but as soon as the two of them came in, they began to drink, looking like they were not approaching people, and they used wine to drown their sorrows.

But these two people, who are also handsome men and women, especially the girl, wearing an off-the-shoulder suspender dress, looks both pure and sexy/sexy, completely different from the other girls in the bar, and attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered the bar.

There were many people who didn't notice the quarrel between the two, and saw the girl sitting alone drinking, with wolf eyes shining in her eyes, staring at the poor little white rabbit.

The guy who accosted him stubble after stubble, and the girl no longer remembered how many prodigal sons she had sent away, but even so, there were still those who were not afraid of death and had to hit up.

At this time, a wheat-skinned, high-eyebrowed, deep-eyed mustache came over with a wine glass, a charming smile, and a voice as low as wine: "Beauty, are you in a bad mood?"

The girl was annoyed and choked back unceremoniously: "There are too many flies, how can you be in a good mood?"

The mustache was not angry at all, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper, "It's my fault for boredoming the beauty, I'll punish myself with three cups!" said that he really drank three cups in a row, and finally turned the cup upside down, looking deeply into the girl's eyes, and the smile overflowed in his eyes.

The mustache is handsome, gentle, elegant and charming, with the unique charm of a mature man. The girl stared at him fixedly, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, as if she had just seen his resemblance. Then she suddenly grinned, "Do you often talk to little girls like this?"

The mustache leaned lazily back in the chair and said as if jokingly and seriously: "There are not many men like me who can talk to me!"

The girl raised an eyebrow, "You're conceited!"

"Haha-" the mustache laughed, "then, don't you like it?"

"Are you seducing me?" the girl looked at Aurora, who was drinking alone not far away, "I have a boyfriend, aren't you afraid that he will beat you?"

The mustache followed the girl's gaze, and then smiled disapprehantly, "Your boyfriend is very handsome, but a man who throws his girlfriend aside and ignores it really can't get into my eyes!"

The expression on the girl's face changed from initial impatience to a little interest, and after hearing this sentence, a little interest became very interested. She stared at the mustache with burning eyes, and a look called "adoration" rose on her face.

The more the two chatted, the happier they became, and the mustache spoke wittily and humorously, causing the girl to let out a crisp laugh from time to time. The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, and the wine was poured into their stomachs one after another, and the mustache glanced at the big boy who had begun to pay attention not far away, and suddenly said, "You are tired of finding such a boyfriend, right?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, pouted as if she had found a bosom friend, and began to complain: "You're right, he is a piece of wood, and he looks so good, but in fact, he is selfish and petty in his bones, and he doesn't know how to ......write the word considerate at all."

The girl's cheeks were red from drinking, and there was a charm that did not belong to this age in her innocence and simplicity, innocence and charm, the ultimate contradiction, showing the ultimate temptation.

The mustache's eyes darkened, but he remained silent, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy staggering to his feet, walking towards this side, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of vague curvature. "Really, why don't you kick him early and keep it for the New Year!"

The girl waved her little hand irritably: "You don't understand, an embroidered pillow like him, he doesn't really have the ability, and he is pretentious, I have long wanted to dump him, but he is like a dog skin plaster, and he can't shake it off......"

Before she finished speaking, a sudden burst of shouting exploded in her ears, causing the girl to tremble, "What do you say, stinky girls?" Lao Tzu knows that you don't look down on me, and you want to dump Lao Tzu as soon as you have a new goal, Lao Tzu tells you-"

The boy's eyes were red from drinking, and he staggered out his index finger and pointed at the girl's nose viciously, "You dare to cuckold Lao Tzu, I'll abolish you!"

The girl "shuddered", and looked at the boy with a mixture of disgust and fear in her eyes.

The boy was still shouting there: "Deliberately want to come to the bar, deliberately find a way to quarrel with Lao Tzu and fight cold, you are trying to find an opportunity to seduce a man." Damn, you dog-man—" He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his face turned the color of pig's liver, his eyes reddened, and he suddenly picked up the bottle on the table and slammed it into his mustache.

"Ahh

It's just that the expected sound of the wine bottle smashing his head didn't sound, but the voice of the mustache was cold an octave: "Boy, open your dog's eyes and see clearly, this is not a place for you to go wild!"

The girl slowly lowered her hand covering her eyes and looked at the mustache in a daze, her eyes full of amazement.

The mustache shook off the boy's hand in a dashing manner, and pushed hard, and the boy kicked back three steps in a row, unable to retract his momentum, and fell to the ground. He blushed, jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the mustache: "You dare to push Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu tells you, Lao Tzu has practiced-"

The mustache looked at the girl affectionately as if he hadn't heard it, "Beauty, do you really want to dump him?"

The girl glanced at the boy disdainfully and nodded heavily: "Well, I've had enough of this kind of wreck!"

The mustache smiled deeply, then got up in a dashing manner, whistled loudly with his index finger in his mouth, and suddenly seven or eight big men came out from all corners of the bar, and they all came around: "Master Ji, what are your orders!"

The mustache, that is, Ji Ye, pointed at the boy with his finger, and said domineeringly: "This young lady doesn't want to be harassed by him anymore, you can do it!"

"Okay!" everyone agreed, turned around and walked towards the boy with a fierce look, the boy obviously had never seen such a scene, and his legs trembled in fright, "You, what do you want to do? I, I, I tell you, you don't mess around......"

The big men who answered him swarmed up, crossed his limbs, and walked out of the bar.

The girl had been watching coldly, but at this time she couldn't help but smile at the mustache flatteringly: "Master Ji, he used to be my boyfriend anyway, and I don't want to see him really have any accidents......"