Although she looked like a little rascal, her tone was very gentle when she spoke, and she even had a faint gentlemanly feeling.

This contrast makes the woman in front of her feel more imperative.

"Absolutely." She smiled with a flirtatious smile.

Huang Qianqian smiled back at her, turned to the bartender and said, "Please have a glass of Irish mist." ”

As a bartender, you know everything.

But working in this kind of place, a smile is already their most common face.

He bowed slightly, indicating to his guests that he already knew.

After that, the bartending began as if it were a wonderful performance.

Women also mingle in places like pubs, so how can you not know about the fog of Ireland?

Although this cocktail is whiskey with ice and lemon, when you enter it, it feels very peaceful, and it seems to be a very good cocktail for women.

But its stamina will tell you that you've been overthinking it all along.

She is very confident in her appearance, no, she just came up casually and accosted a few words, and the person in front of her actually had such a thought.

However, this little handsome guy is really good, and such a little caution is exactly what she wants.

"Compared to the fog of Ireland, do handsome guys dare to try the dry martini?"

Huang Qianqian's eyes narrowed, the dry martini, the main raw materials are gin and vermouth, the alcohol content is forty-three and seventy-five, and the taste of this cocktail is particularly pungent when drinking.

"Dry martini? No, no, no, I don't like it, but if a beautiful woman really wants to treat me to a drink, why don't you try a depth charge? ”

The woman was stunned, this little handsome guy really dares to say?

Depth charges?!

After such a cup, it is estimated that her original plan for tonight will have to be ruined.

It's really ...... to try this thing when you come up at such a young age

But well...... The woman suddenly felt that this little handsome guy was a little interesting.

Whether she was bragging or seriously, she suddenly felt like she could tease her.

Even if her plans for tonight were to be ruined, she wanted to tease her.

"Depth charges? Little handsome guy, are you serious? ”

Huang Qian smiled confidently: "Of course, I don't like to joke with beautiful women." ”

While the two men were talking, the bartender had already brought the glass of Irish mist.

In the cocktail glasses made of glass, the liquid swayes slightly, reflecting the colorful lights in the bar.

The two men looked at each other for a long time, and then the woman turned to the bartender and said, "Trouble, depth charge." ”

The bartender hadn't made such a cocktail for a long time, and right now, there was a slight excitement.

His movements this time were surprisingly fast, and after a while, a glass of depth charges was placed in front of Huang Qianqian.

He was usually very attentive when he was bartending, and he didn't know what the two guests said during this time.

It's just that he finds it interesting.

This handsome little guy first had a cup of Irish fog, but he didn't expect that people's backhand was a cup of depth charge.

Come on! Hurt each other.

Huang Qianqian stared at the glass of wine for a long time.

The woman thought she was hesitating.

In fact, no one could have imagined that the boss's heart was turbulent.

I'm afraid that if you want to drink here, only this kind of depth charge can be slightly similar to lovesick tears.

(End of chapter)