Shang Xin'er took Wen Luyong into this bizarre space.

In order to play her role well, Shang Xin'er kept smiling and looked at Wen Luyong from time to time. It's just, how can there be a chill behind it? Wen Luyong pretended to be the second generation of the rich and led Shang Xin'er to the area on the second floor. Because the boxes are separated by tulle and beaded curtains, the people inside are blurred, and the atmosphere of hazy and mysterious is added.

Everyone is here to have fun and relax, and drunken delirium and psychedelia are exactly what they are after.

found the person who made the appointment, Wen Luyong guided Shang Xin'er to sit in.

In a C-shaped box, there are seven or eight men and women sitting in the ring, and they are all playing coffee at first glance. After deliberately dressing up, Wen Luyong and Shang Xin'er still look out of place.

Seeing Shang Xin'er sitting in, the man in the middle whistled loudly at her, "Brother Wen, Niu'er is good." ”

"That's it, how awesome your brother Wen's vision is." Wen Luyong sat beside Shang Xin'er with a smile, then grabbed Shang Xin'er, put her ear and said, "The man who just spoke is our target, called Lu Zhu." We're going to keep an eye on him tonight. ”

"Boom!" A bottle of wine smashed into Wen Luyong's arms, "Don't get tired of it, drink." Lu Zhu smiled evilly, "Since you want to buy something from me, show your sincerity." ”

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Ever since Shang Xin'er came in, Bo Luan Kite has been staring at her.

Why is she dressed like this today, isn't it cold, how revealing it is, who is the man next to her, why is she holding him, why is she smiling at him!

When he saw Wen Luyong holding Shang Xin'er in his arms and whispering, the wine glass in his hand was angrily thrown to the ground by Bo Luan Kite and was torn apart.

Because the slow shake bar is too noisy, and there is an empty box between the two boxes. Bo Luan's anger did not attract anyone's attention.

He's just self-sufficient.

After all, Shang Xin'er once told him, don't hug her anymore, don't kiss her again, don't say ambiguous words again, and don't do anything that will make her misunderstand...... And he simply told Shang Xin'er that he "didn't like" her.

At this time, who can I tell and who can I vent my anger to? How resistant she was to herself at that time, how resolute and ruthless her approach was. But why, why is my heart so panicked, like being crushed by a big stone, and it is difficult for people to breathe......

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Shang Xin'er didn't notice Bai Luan Kite at all, just smiled happily and observed cautiously.

For the new beauty in front of him, Lu Zhu's thoughts all drifted to Shang Xin'er. The smiling eyes, the upturned nose, the collarbone, and the smooth skin are all my favorites.

The more I looked, the more I felt that Wenlu would always be an eyesore. But business still has to be done, money still has to be made, and beautiful women also want it. Even if you don't get your heart, it's good to play for a night.

Lu Zhu secretly calculated in his heart, and then gave a look to the few people beside him. The others understood in an instant, the woman twisted her waist and slender limbs to Wen Luyong's body, and the man picked up the pure whiskey without ice or water and began to pour it in turn.

Wen Luyong is also a simple person, and everyone who comes is drinking. In his opinion, it seems that if he drinks it mainly and makes Lu Zhu happy, he will be accepted by Lu Zhu and take him to see his family.

Seeing this situation, Shang Xin'er knew in her heart that they were doing it on purpose. Pretending to be angry, he began to pull away the woman on Wen Luyong's body, and scolded him angrily, pretending to leave.

Seeing this, Lu Zhu withdrew his hand, and Wen Luyong also hurriedly stepped forward and coaxed Shang Xin'er as her boyfriend.

Shang Xin'er hurriedly whispered: "You are stupid, you are drunk and capable." If you want to achieve your goal, pour him wine. She pretended to be relieved, and returned to her seat hand in hand with Wen Luyong.

Suddenly, the chill behind her back was even heavier, Shang Xin'er couldn't help but shiver, and pulled the big silk scarf on her body.