Night, landing.

Chen Qingyue went to the Xenomorph bar and was sitting in the lounge.

In front of the mirror, apply makeup little by little.

The part-time job here is still not lost.

In the mirror, a touch of rouge at the corner of the eye is gently outlined and raised, and the lip flap is like a gorgeous rose.

The whole person is beautiful and moving, and it is impossible to make a statement, but in his eyes, it is desolate but barren.

She stared at herself in the mirror and kept telling herself, "Come on, come on." ”

Now she had to pull herself together, for the sake of her mother, she didn't have time to be sad.

On stage, she held the microphone and sang heartfelt love songs.

A glass of wine was toasted by the guests again.

Another glass of wine, she drank it without looking at it.

The man said in a low voice: "Chen Qingyue." ”

In an instant, she was sober and dressed, and the people here only knew her name as Night Rose, and no one would know her real name.

Her misty eyes were in focus, and she looked at the comer.

The whole person is like falling into the abyss, and she is a female student in the same class, named Yang Sanhua.

The schoolgirl said with a smile on her face and disdain in her eyes.

"I didn't expect it, the outstanding students of the Royal Academy of Medicine, at the moment, I don't know how those men who are fascinated by you will feel when they see the pure goddess in their dreams and mingle in nightclubs?"

She approached Chen Qingyue and said clearly word by word: "I heard that you dumped Murong Junxi and made a big deal?"

Chen Qingyue's face was instantly embarrassed, and the thick fat powder couldn't hide the bitterness.

Her hand shook, the microphone fell to the ground, the sound of landing was amplified, and the whole bar instantly fell silent.

The female student continued to sarcastically say: "Since you came out to sell, you won't pretend to be innocent at school in the future, and it is the most disgusting to be a and a son to set up a memorial arch." ”

She couldn't refute it, gritting her teeth and bearing the disdainful gazes around her.

And the schoolgirl was very proud.

was about to splash the wine in his hand directly at her, but her wrist was grabbed by a strong force, and she let go of the pain.

The glass fell to the ground and shattered.

There was sarcasm on the corner of Nangong Youlin's mouth: "This young lady, this man next to you is enough to be your grandfather, I don't know your self-confidence, come to me to insult my singer?"

When the girl was asked like this, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she snorted: "I can't get used to her pretending to be innocent......"

He let go, took out a random handkerchief to wipe it, and threw it in her face.

With a cold smile on the corner of his lips, his eyes were sharp and cruel, and he said coldly: "The security guards are really getting more and more useless, why are even the beasts let in?"

The girl shuddered with fright, the means of the barkeeper.

She had also heard it, and she was so frightened that she immediately turned around and ran.

Nangong Youlin took a few steps back, and a cold and cruel smile gathered at the corner of his lips before he heard his elegant and charming voice: "I have my own rules, if anyone wants to cause trouble, then I will not be polite to him." ”

His sharp gaze swept over Chen Qingyue's face, and his voice was faint: "I invited you to come, not to cry." ”

Chen Qingyue's eyes were closed, and tears ran down her cheeks.

Under the colorful lights, it is bright but makes people feel pity.

And the slightly hoarse singing voice makes people sound sad.

She knew that this was just the beginning, and she had nothing to stop it.

If it weren't for Nangong Youlin's protection and means, would she still be able to sing here with peace of mind?

Midnight has passed, and the prosperity is lonely.

She walked off the stage with a glazed gaze.

When I arrived at the lounge, there were layers of rouge and evil energy, and that youthful and bright face looked bloodless at the moment.

The face is not old, but the heart is sad.