Chapter 22: The Bar

The young lady dressed up so soul-stirring to go to the bar, will Fu Shao be unhappy?

Wan Yanhuan got up satisfied, and then went to the closet to pick out a cotton-white over-the-knee skirt for Ah Luo to wear.

Ah Luo was flattered and refused.

Wan Yanhuan chuckled, her frost-stained eyebrows softened a little, and she still gave her the skirt, seeing that Ah Luo was still hesitating, she said confidently: "How can the master give you something that doesn't make sense!" ”

In the end, Ah Luo couldn't resist her, so she obediently changed it on, Wan Yanhuan struck while the iron was hot, and asked her to put on makeup for herself.

After finishing the makeup, Wan Yanhuan poked Ah Luo's baby fat face and sighed: "It's so soft!" ”

Ah Luo shyly covered her little face, gently bit her lower lip, looked at the woman in front of her with delicate faces and lively eyebrows, and unconsciously pursed her lips and smiled.

When the young lady stayed with her, she felt ...... They were good friends, and she seemed to be in a much happier mood.

It's good to meet the young lady.

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The words "Midnight Bar" shone brightly in the thick inky night, and the expressionless man in black guarded the door like a sculpture, and his face was not very good after seeing two sneaky women looking at the door.

Adulthood, just come to this messy, dirty, dangerous place.

Wan Yanhuan held A Luo's hand in her left hand, and carried a Chanel bag in her right hand, which contained her mobile phone, two black cards that Fu Junmo gave her at noon, her own and A Luo's ID cards and a lipstick in the color rose red.

She stood still in front of the two men in black who were blocking her, calmly took out her ID card for the men in black to check, stuffed it back into her bag haphazardly, and dragged the shorter Ah Luo into the bar.

The man in black frowned, a little suspicious that the two women had forged their IDs.

I especially suspect that the woman in the black dress, although charming and charming, is unexpectedly clean in temperament, and there is a little bit of naΓ―ve childishness.

After Yan Huan "slipped in" in, she sat on the high chair by the bar, her black high heels half stepped on the iron rod under the chair, revealing a large piece of crazy beautiful back, staring at the colorful wine in the wine glass with her chin propped up, and licked the corners of her lips.

"Ah Luo, which color do you think looks better?"

The tone was full of excitement.

The bar is dimly lit, the speakers in the dark emit deafening music, and young men and women dance feverishly.

After enjoying the modern dance for a while, she still felt that her classical dance was more soft and intriguing.

Ah Luo was dazzled by the wine, and finally chose a glass of lilac that gradually turned into dark blue, and hesitantly took the goblet from the bartender, with worry in her round eyes: "Young lady, it's not safe to drink in a bar...... There are a lot of strangers...... Besides, the gentleman knows he's going to be angry......"

Wan Yanhuan picked out a glass of pink wine, put it to his lips and took a sip, squinted his peach blossom eyes intoxicated, then glanced at A Luo, and said, "Ah, we are here to wait for Mr. Fu, isn't it normal for us to worry if he didn't come home so late?" Come on, let's touch one! ”

A Luo picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly with Wan Yan Huan, the stereo was switching music at this time, there was no sound, and the crisp and pleasant sound made after the collision of the wine glasses was particularly obvious.

Ah Luo watched Yan Huan take another sip of wine, took a deep breath and moved her glass of wine away, and asked the bartender for a glass of warm white open.

She can't get drunk, and when the young lady gets drunk, she has to protect the young lady.