An Xiaoli's personality is called "no quarrel with the world" when it is good, and she doesn't care about anything except studying, and if she says it is ugly, it is called negative.

It seems that in this world, there is nothing that can attract her attention.

Mu Tianyue was dumbfounded when she heard this.

Oh, Xiao Li doesn't look like he can quarrel, it's probably his troublesome cousin who has a one-sided quarrel.

Why didn't he bring Pears back when he quarreled?

Did you leave Pears at a gas station?

If you dare to do that, this stinky boy......

Mu Tianyue was about to go up to theorize, when she suddenly saw the door of Jiulan's cracked room open.

He changed his clothes and walked out with his car keys.

Mu Tianyue was stunned in place.

"Huh...... Where are you going? ”

Nine Lan Crack didn't speak, and even the other members of the Starry Night Group ignored it.

I only heard the door "bang-" sound.

Everyone was stunned.

Then, they looked at each other.

He ...... Are you looking for pears again? Xi Chen muttered.

Everyone looked at him.

"Hmm...... Reasonable. ”

The sports car roared through the street, and Jiulan cracked the car, wandering aimlessly through the street.

The scene of the girl pushing the teenager comes to mind......

The hand holding the steering wheel bulged violently.

This picture made him sleepless at night.

He ended up in front of a nightclub.

Nine Lan Crack has basically played all the high-end clubs in Los Angeles, so they know which ones are suitable for them to play.

Phantom City nightclub.

There was a waiter standing in front of the door, and Jiu Lan Crack threw the key to him familiarly, then lowered the brim of his hat and walked in.

It was dimly lit, filled with all sorts of presumptuous music and screams, slightly obscuring his face.

When the nightclub manager saw him passing by, his eyes lit up at first, and then he hurriedly greeted him.

"Oops! Nine...... Young master, why are you here, it's really a disappointment......"

In Los Angeles, everyone knows that he is the grandson of Jiulan Changqing, and no one will not offer him as a prince.

"Young Master, are you coming here alone today?"

Jiulan Crack nodded faintly, and at the same time swept his eyes around.

"I didn't know you were coming over in advance, so I'm going to prepare for you-"

The manager said, and was about to go to instruct someone, but Jiu Lan Split called out to him and said, "It's nothing, I want to sit outside, don't care about me." ”

What?

The manager was a little dumbfounded, this Young Master Jiulan has never paid the most attention to privacy and quietness, how can he ...... today?

But he didn't dare to speculate, so he had to nod his head and let people prepare.

In the dimly lit corner, Jiulan sat down and leaned back in her chair.

If the sight is dark, no one will be able to notice him.

The waiter quickly brought a plate of fruit, alcohol-flavored drinks.

Jiulan frowned, but didn't bother to change it.

It's all open.

He didn't touch the fruit or food, picked up a bottle of drink and took a sip.

Slightly alcoholic, but sweeter than alcohol.

Nine Lan Crack lowered her eyebrows, and sat quietly alone in the corner drinking.

If only you could get drunk, even better.

I don't know how long it took.

There were more and more people in the bar, and the noise around him was endless, but Xu was hidden from Jiulan's cracked sitting, and no one noticed him.

"Damn, I've been looking for so long, and I can't even pick up a woman!"

A man who was not tall and a little fat sat in the booth, cursed a few swear words, and poured a sip of wine.