WF Bar.

It was still early, the bar was sparsely populated, and the light was dim, except for two colored lights in the resident hall.

Yun Mo seemed to know the people inside, and after a brief greeting, the waiter led them to their seats.

Xiaoliu, a few of them came in, and they didn't know where to run.

The two resident singers on the stage held the guitar and sang English songs with the music, the song was very slow, with the meaning of nostalgia, and the book kite was immersed in the song for a while.

Yun Mo called twice, but didn't get a response, and tapped the back of his finger on the top of her hair: "Drink something?" Wine? Or fruit juice. ”

Shu Kite came back to his senses and did not hesitate: "The juice is good." ”

Even if you drink the wine, you are afraid that you will need someone to carry it back after drinking.

She and Ke Lan still have a fight in terms of wine, not a fight with a good amount of wine, but a fight with a bad amount.

Fortunately, she is very self-aware, Ke Lan is different, she drank wine nine times out of ten times and was carried back, and she still likes to drink a lot.

It stands to reason that if you drink too much, the amount of alcohol should increase, but people's drinks are still as bad as ever.

The waiter brought over the fruit platter, Yun Mo pushed it in front of the book kite, and handed her a fruit fork: "Tell me when you're tired of playing, I'll send you back." ”

On the stage, people sang and danced one after another, handsome men and beautiful women hugged each other, and the book kite stuffed a cherry tomato in his mouth, puffing out his cheeks: "I'm fine, you go play!" Leave me alone. ”

She doesn't have much interest in bars, but she's a man's paradise.

Yun Mo drilled the words, and a low and indifferent voice sounded: "What do you think I'm going to play, woman?" Well? ”

It's quite open.

He is not interested in those women who have open breasts and leaking milk, like white meat boiled in clear water, without a ripple.

“……”

The book kite pulled the corners of her lips, her eyebrows were hot, and she snapped out a sentence: "If you are a policeman, you will definitely not, because you have to set an example for the people." ”

Yun Mo's ears were hot when he heard this.

It's as if if he weren't a police officer, he wouldn't need to be an example.

Give him a top hat!

The waiter served juice and red wine, Yun Mo picked up the wine glass and put his hand behind the book kite, leaning on the sofa, and the red wine stained the glass goblet.

His deep eyes narrowed, and the dim light retouched the contours of his side face even more seductively, and he snorted, "You still think of me." ”

The book kite wanted to end the topic, forked a strawberry and handed it to him: "It's quite sweet." ”

He pursed his lips and eyebrows with a light smile, his eyes shining: "Do you feed me?" ”

"Are you drunk?" Shu Kite said very seriously, he was not so cynical in his memory.

Could it be that he doesn't drink well, and he gets drunk in one sip.

The book kite looked calm, and his voice was soft, like a feather scratching Yun Mo's ear.

He leaned down and put down the goblet, took the strawberry she was still holding, and swallowed it in his mouth.

After eating, the tip of his tongue licked his lips and said, "It's quite sweet." ”

The book kite glanced over him and looked at the ballroom.

For the rest of the day, neither of them paid attention to the other.

It wasn't until a few people who were sweating profusely came back that the atmosphere in the air was a little better.

Xiao Liu took the tea on the table and drank it all: "Sister Shukite, do you want to dance." ”

The head of Yaoyao of the book kite.

Han Xu fell asleep on the sofa, and a steady snoring sound came out.

It's really hard for the police.

Yun Mo glanced at the time, got up from the sofa, and told Jian Xiao: "You look at her, I'll go up and take a look." ”

Book Kite: "Go play!" Leave me alone. ”

Yun Mo: "......"

This bit of can't get over it, can it?