Wheat stood in the pub and looked around for Mizuki. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not long after, a man came up to him, stumbled, and slammed into the wheat.

Wheat was knocked back and looked back dissatisfied. The other party is an adult male, not too old, and he is less than 30 years old. As he walked by, he could smell a strong smell of wine. When walking, he also shows a drunken appearance.

Next to the man, stood a woman in a red low-cut outfit, with heavy makeup and a scent. She twisted her hips and helped the man out.

Wheat looked at this reckless man, and felt speechless in his heart. It's polite to bump into someone and don't know how to say "I'm sorry".

Looking at the appearance of the two people, along the way, I and I, moving hands and feet, the man's hands pinched the woman's waist and buttocks from time to time. The woman with the hot body responded equally eagerly.

Wheat shook his head, although this is not in broad daylight, but it is also in front of everyone's eyes, so eager to you and me, it is really immoral.

She was thinking that Mizuki seemed to have spotted her and walked all the way.

"Wheat, this way." Mizuki waved her hand and asked her to walk to the bar.

"No, something." Wheat handed the document to the other party as he walked, "You see if it's this?" ”

Mizuki reached out and took the document, looked at the document bag, and said with a smile: "That's it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you." ”

Wheat waved his hand: "You're welcome." ”

Anyway, the rebar happens to be closed today, and she has already done her homework, and the new class is also previewed. Staying in the mansion is just watching TV and passing the time. No, weren't you still watching that ghost movie called "Graveyard Horror" just now?

"By the way, I'll give you a drink." Mizuki suddenly said, "Thank you." ”

Wheat hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'm underage and don't drink." "Please, this is a bar, does the other party want her to get drunk and rest? Minors can't do this kind of thing.

Mizuki hurriedly smiled: "It's not a spirit, don't worry." As if to dispel her doubts, Mizuki continued, "It's just a sweet and sour fruit wine, not much power."

Wheat thought about it, Mr. Hengzhu, who was also a tenant who rented the same room as him, and he was very polite and polite on weekdays, so he shouldn't frame her, so he didn't refuse much: "Okay, I'll just drink a cup and try it, if it's not delicious, I won't drink it." Wheat still did not forget to say.

After all, she really has no experience in such a thing as wine, so there is no need to be reckless.

Mizuki smiled and asked her to sit down next to the bar, and he walked into the bar and picked up the empty shaker.

Looking at his skillful modulation movements, Wheat couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Mizuki, aren't you the person in charge here?" ”

Mizuki shook the liquid in his hand and smiled, "yes, what's wrong?" ”

"Since you're in charge, why are you so familiar with the bartender's job?"

The bartender wore a white shirt and a black vest, while Mr. Mizuki wore a well-cut slim suit, not like a dry bartender. Situ also introduced it before, saying that he was the person in charge here, but Mai didn't expect that he was so familiar with such a thing as bartending.

Listening to Wheat's words, Mizuki smiled, "I used to work as a bartender, and now when the store is busy, I usually help out." ”

I see, it seems that Mr. Mizuki is the type who has risen little by little, and he is not the same as Mr. Szeto.

Watching Mizuki's skillful movements from the side, Wheat suddenly remembered Mr. Tony of the rebar, because Mr. Tony's bartending skills are also very superb.

Opening the cap, Mizuki poured the liquor into the goblet, then picked up the cherry next to it and garnished it on the rim.

“the.. first.. Love, slow use. Mizuki handed her the glass, and his slender fingers pinched the legs of the glass, which was particularly beautiful against the dark countertop.

Wheat took the cup and looked at the pale pink liquid, feeling that it was a wine that was especially suitable for women to drink, the color was all powder, and there was a cherry for decoration.

"Why is it called 'first love'?" Wheat shook his glass, a little puzzled by the name.

Although the color is pink, what does it have to do with first love?

Mizuki just smiled and didn't answer directly: "You can just take a sip and you'll know." ”

Looking at the other party's determined expression, it seemed that as long as she took a sip, she could understand the reason. Wheat was suddenly a little suspicious, she hadn't drunk much, and he believed in her comprehension ability so much?

Thinking so, she hesitantly brought the glass to her lips and took a shallow sip.

With just one sip, Wheat immediately changed his eyes, and then took another sip.

"I see, it seems to be quite suitable for this name." Wheat nodded frequently, and couldn't help but admire the ability to name the other party.

"This is a kind of wine I used to brew, because the mouth is sweet and fresh, and then it is a little sour, especially like the feeling of first love, so I took this name." Seeing that Wheat seemed to have understood, he explained a little.

Wheat nodded and took another sip. The taste is quite good, not sweet and greasy, there is a fresh smell, and then it is slightly sour.

While drinking, Wheat looked around again, and said casually: "You guys here all seem to be quite qualified, why did there be a man on a rampage just now?" "Wheat doesn't really like that kind of drunkard.

Mizuki heard her say this, thought for a moment, and then said, "Are you talking about the one who just hit you?" ”

Wheat nodded: "So you also saw it, he hit someone and he looked fine." "If you can't drink it, don't drink too much, and if you drink too much, it will hurt passers-by.

Mizuki smiled helplessly: "That's an old customer in the store, and some of them like to drink." ”

Wheat noncommittal, not only like to drink bars? Should also like sexy women with hot bodies.

"However, there seems to be something wrong with his recent form." Mizuki tidied up the things he had at hand and said by the way.

Wheat casually asked, "What's so strange?" "Isn't it just a drunkard?

"How so? Recently, it seems that he can always be seen holding his head alone and distressed, and there seems to be something particularly annoying. Mizuki recalled, "Sometimes, I even thought he was a little suspicious. ”

"Suspicious?" Wheat looked puzzled, "Why are you suspicious?" ”

To be honest, she really can't see it, she just thinks that the other party is the type who is addicted to nightlife and likes to buy drunk.

Mizuki didn't answer in detail, but simply said, "I just think it's a little strange, and I can't say the specifics." ”

Hearing this, Wheat shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more.

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