"Are you singing Sichuan opera?" Ai Yan turned around and went into the kitchen angrily. Then Ai Yan's reluctant voice came from the kitchen: "Is it okay to dumplings?" ”

Ye Tingliao walked straight to the kitchen door and said in a low voice, "Very good." Then he kept watching Ai Yan cooking dumplings in the kitchen, with anger on his face, not to mention how cute he was.

"Well, let's eat. Beware of choking. Ai put the boiled dumplings in his hand.

Ye Tingliao took the dumplings and went to the dining table to sit. Ai Han's craftsmanship is really good, at least in his opinion, it is better than the ones made by those aunts in their family. Of course, it may also be because the people who make breakfast have different intentions and different tastes.

After eating and cleaning up, Ai Yan fell into the sea of questions as always. The first subject was English, which seems to have become a habit for her now. Gradually, I have been able to accept such intense training, and habit is really a good thing. Ye Tingliao accompanied her all morning and had to leave in the afternoon. Ai Yanchen made an appointment in the afternoon, and Wu Mingye naturally wouldn't be at home at night.

After two o'clock, Ai Yanchen had not received a call from Wu Mingye, so he was still practicing in the study. It was nearly 4 o'clock when the phone rang. "Ai Ai, guess who I am." A sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mumu, don't make trouble." Ai Yan sighed helplessly.

"Why, you guess it's me." Han Muyou muttered, a little disappointed.

"Otherwise, who else in our class has my phone. Besides, those girls in the class hated me so much that they would call me. Ai Yan said calmly.

"Okay, okay, I know that you have a soft spot for me. We're in the twilight, would you like to come and play? Han Muyou asked.

"Twilight? What is it? Bubble tea shop? Ai Yan was puzzled.

Han Muyou tugged at the corners of his mouth and said to the phone, "Ai Ai, did you come back from time travel?" Post-90s? What kind of bubble tea shop do students play now, of course, it's a bar! ”

"Bar! Mu Mu, you are underage! Ai Yan said in surprise.

"Ai Ai, I said that you look like a fairy, how can you think like a mother-in-law. What kind of adult and underage, you don't want to order alcohol when you go to the bar, and don't do bad things! Han Muyou hated the tone that iron could not become steel. I'll give you the prestige position, you have to come. What if I get drunk and lose my body. Saying that, Han Muyou hung up the phone.

Ai Yan didn't react for a long time, so she is a three-year-old generation ditch, and a four-year-old and a half-year-old? How can I not keep up with the rhythm at all. Wait, what is that girl talking about, drunk! Ai Yan covered his forehead, looking helpless, who said that if you don't drink and don't do bad things, you are blatant, and no one is unscrupulous in your eyes!

After a while, the prestige sounded twice. She thought it should be the address sent by Han Muyou, and when she opened it, it turned out to be the information of two people. And the address sent by the two people is still the same.

"Editor-in-charge, I'm underage, do you know that I'm underage?" Ai Yan was a little angry.

"Don't worry, I'll come out when you arrive, you just wait for me at the door. Xiao Ai, am I so unreliable? Wu Mingye's helpless voice came from the mobile phone.

"Okay, if you don't keep your word, I'll take it off for a hundred days!" Ai Yan threatened.

"Don't worry, I happened to be talking to a friend about something, so I made an appointment at the bar, and I didn't eat with you instead of drinking, so naturally I wouldn't be in such an environment." Wu Mingye patiently explained.

Ai Yan was silent, in fact, she was also an amateur writer whose name was not only passed on, but she never stopped, Wu Mingye liked her personality a lot, so she was more familiar with it. Even if she breaks off for a hundred days, no one cares, because she can't make much waves, but she has to do it just to survive.

After tidying up, it was already five o'clock when I went out, and Ai Yan thought that he would have dinner just in time, so he didn't have to waste his time.

Following the navigation to twilight, Ai asked the taxi driver to stop. When the driver saw that her destination was twilight, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Now the child, how old is it." He walked away.

Ai shook his head, not explaining. In this world, there are all kinds of people, coming and going, and people's first impression of a person may be different. Maybe those people who seem to be gentle and elegant actually kill people without blinking, those who are extremely vicious actually go to the soup for the people they like, those who seem to be enchanting and charming actually have the most pure and innocent hearts, and those who are pure and clean can do it without being stained. So, let them say go, if there is a chance, they will definitely verify their own righteousness, if not, then there is no point in arguing, because you may never meet this person again in this life.

"Ai Ai, have you arrived?" Before entering the door, Ai Yan had already received a call from Han Muyou urging, and his voice was soft and a little misty. Ai Yan held her forehead, what time is this girl!

Ai Yan looked up at the plaque, which was marked with two words twilight. This reminds her of the movie "Twilight" many years ago, and it is really like, like a place where you can't distinguish between people, demons, and beasts. Looking at this scene of red lights and wine green, the twilight slightly drunk scene is really a depraved existence. Perhaps most people like it because it can release the most primitive desires and the most desperate emotions in their hearts. Look, who is laughing unbridledly, who is crying heartbreakingly in the corner, and who is swaying their souls that cannot be placed through restless music. Along the corridor of the shape, Ai Yan finally found Han Muyou at the bar.

"Miss!" Ai Yan snatched the wine from her hand and scolded loudly. "Did you know that it's illegal to sell alcohol to minors?" Ai Yan put the wine glass on the bar and scolded the bartender.

"Miss, she took away other people's wine herself, and if she didn't give it to her, she would make trouble, what can we do. Besides, who dares not to give Miss Han some face. The bartender said gloomily.

Ai Yan is helpless, this girl is still a frequent customer, right?

"Go home." Ai Yan held Han Muyou's crumbling body in a commanding tone.

"No, my dad is going to beat me." Han Muyou held his head, but his sanity was not completely lost. "I still have friends, I can't leave them behind."

"Miss, I'm really convinced of you." Ai Yan said through gritted teeth. "Where's your friend?" Ai asked.

Han Muyou had long hair and a shawl, his face was flushed because he had drunk wine, his cheeks were white and red, like red apples, and his slender fingers followed his gaze and pointed to the cubicle not far away. "There. It's not a good friend, it's just for your family, Ye Tingliao, and I want to get news. Hehe, I tricked them up. Han Muyou said with a little cunning on his lovely face.