Bai Manyun came to the United States on a business trip to pick up the young owner of their company to return to China, but the young owner had a big temper and came for a week without a shadow, and he never saw anyone.

She came to the small bar next to the hotel as usual to sit, the environment here is good, the most important thing is that there is a resident singer with a good voice.

He is Chinese and has exquisite appearance.

It may be that there are many Chinese in the bar, often singing Chinese songs, today he sang "Boy", the venue is smoky, the lights are blurred.

From Bai Manyun's point of view, his appearance is very sultry.

As if falling into a long memory, the two thick eyebrows also rippled softly, curved, like a bright first quarter moon in the night sky. The fair skin sets off the pale pink lips, the handsome and prominent facial features, and the perfect face shape.

Singing affectionately "Let you smile and be brave, I can't forget your love, but the ending is difficult to change ......", there is a bit of a taste of literary youth, but it is not all.

She scoffed, looking like an infatuated species.

At the end of the song, the applause was like a tide.

The waiter next to him handed him a glass of wine, and he didn't know what to say, he looked at Bai Manyun from time to time, and then walked towards her with the wine.

"The wine you ordered is perfect for moisturizing your throat." He sat down next to her.

Maybe it's because he just finished singing, and his voice is a little hoarse.

Bai Manyun's dress was in full view of him, wearing a romantic bohemian style dress, fiery red color, dazzling, the skirt was layered with hollow patterns, and the gorgeous and delicate tassels flowed at the ankles.

Her face is goose-egg-shaped. Coupled with a pair of clear eyes, the eyebrows are arched, as if they were painted. A small, straight nose with a delicate little mouth. Her curly hair was softly draped over her shoulders, like silk.

She ruffled her hair and replied with a smile, "That's natural, I ordered it for you." ”

He was noncommittal, and suddenly approached, "I get your wine every day as soon as I get out, what, do you want to take me home?" ”

The light swept over him brightly and dimly, the hair on his forehead was slightly wet, and his eyes stared at Bai Manyun with burning eyes.

She lost her mind for a moment, "Hmm...... If you will. But what am I taking you home for? ”

Isn't it just flirting with each other outside, she has seen a lot.

He stepped back into his seat, looked at her meaningfully, and said, "Quite capable, much more."

Bai Manyun scolded in her heart: Looking like a clean-looking handsome boy, I didn't expect it to be a dirty and vulgar thing.

Still with a smile on her face, she was about to speak, when the phone rang, it was her good friend Lin Qiyu.

"It's been a week, and you haven't received Song Ziming's immortal? My birthday is almost here, when will you be back? ”

This is a master who can't be provoked, the only girl in the Lin family, and she is spoiled to death.

She was very helpless, "This little Mr. Song is even more difficult than his father." If you don't believe it, I've been here for so long, let alone meeting people, and the phone calls haven't gone through, what can I do? ”

Hearing this, the person who was drinking next to her couldn't help but look at her more.

Finally appeased Lin Qiyu, and then looked at the person sitting next to him, "I'm sorry." ”

He shrugged, "No. You're in the U.S. for business?"

"That's right, the second ancestor who came to pick up the company, the guy whose reincarnation skills are so good that he exploded."

He raised an eyebrow, "Maybe he's out there too?" ”

Thinking that he had no interests to do with him, Bai Manyun couldn't help but complain, "It may be better than the old man Song's domestic loser." ”

She didn't notice the change in the expression of the person next to her at all, and glanced at the time, "I'm going back to continue calling." You're a good singer, only sing in this bar, right? I'll come over tomorrow to cheer you on if I haven't left. ”

She likes the sense of freedom to get along with strangers, and when they meet, they will meet indefinitely.

The waiter who was passing by was very surprised when he heard her words, and was blocked by Song Ziming's eyes before he spoke.

She wore a long dress, her wavy hair scattered behind her, and she walked swaying.

Looking at her back, the waiter couldn't help but speak, "Boss, she actually said that you were a resident singer." ”

Song Ziming had a smile on his face, and just now he compared him to that straw bag! "Let her go, I'm going back to answer the phone."

The waiter was even more confused.

He walked out of the bar and looked in the direction Bai Manjun had left.

Habitually lighting a cigarette and squinting your eyes in the smoke, it seems that returning home is not without meaning at all.