The red-lipped girl's hand touched Shen Xing's chin.

Shen Xing removed her hand.

I don't like strangers to play with my chin, even if the other person is a beautiful woman, unless ......

She was very beautiful, with cool red hair, dark blue eyes, and small dimples that loomed when she smiled.

After being rejected by Shen Xing, she was not angry, she just smiled coldly, breathed exaggeratedly, gasped rapidly, and her bright red lips were as shocking as blood.

Look at the way her lips are moving......

Shen Xing couldn't stand it, she put her face too close, and had to avoid it.

She simply leaned over and imprinted her bright red lips between Shen Xing's collarbone and neck, and reached for her hand again......

Shen Xing is going crazy!

How can such a mess appear in a dream?

What the hell does this mean?

Born from the heart, I will dream, am I so careless?

I can't be that kind of person.

My three views are very correct, and God can testify to it.

This is to discredit my innocence!

Shen Xing was furious.

Someone hit him behind him.

He quickly turned to look.

It is the smooth back of a short fat woman.

She wears a red belly hood with a red rope around her neck, and nothing on her back or below.

She was swinging her arms and dancing slowly just now, and her elbow accidentally touched Shen Xing.

She followed the rhythm of the music, gently swayed her stiff body, and slowly rotated her head 180 degrees.

Suddenly revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, he spat out a smoke ring towards Shen Xing.

Shen Xing hurriedly flashed back.

It was a glazed-eyed Chinese woman, her face was pale, as white as the kind that had been soaked in formalin embalming liquid.

Shen Xing immediately understood what she was.

She's a zombie, no wonder the corpse stinks so strong, and she spews smoke rings at me.

The stinking female zombie who smokes, the ...... of Wo Nian Nyima

I have to leave this hellish place, and I can't stay for a moment, not even in a dream!

It's so noisy here!

I really can't stand it!

The brain is about to explode!

Help me!!!!!!

There were people arguing and smashing wine bottles, some people were singing, some people were crying and shouting wildly.

The music from the four giant speakers on the stage was like a rolling wave, and the air was like a graveyard and a garbage heap......

If I stay a little longer, I'm afraid I'll vomit on the spot.

The girls who performed above suddenly lifted their short skirts......

The people at the bottom went crazy!

They whistled desperately and cheered wildly, many of them danced and even pushed each other, as if they were going to fight, and some people grabbed wine bottles and smashed them under the stage.

Shen Xing was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

There was nothing underneath the skirt, only two thin thigh bones with thick stockings on them.

Yes, the glamorous stockings.

Go lick it, disgusting you.

He concluded that these people must be ghosts, and it was a ghost party!

No, I have to go.

I'm going to throw up, I can't stay any longer.

He stumbled to the door of the bar, but was stopped by the red-lipped girl.

She held her chest with one hand, lightly raised the goblet in her hand with the other, looked at Shen Xing with a provocative gaze, then raised her glass and took a sip, handed over the cup again, and motioned for Shen Xing to take a sip as well.

Shen Xing shook his head, feeling that he was really going to vomit, the liquid in that cup was as red as blood, it was too disgusting.

He pushed the girl away hard.

See the toilet is relatively close.

He panicked.

Hurry inside.

Push the bathroom door open.

He quickly closed the door.

Then hold on to the wall.

Let yourself vomit quickly.

......

Ah, it feels so much better.

At least the smell in the bathroom is a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times stronger than that in that crazy noisy space!

Even with the door closed, you could still hear the crazy voices outside, and those people were screaming in unison like madmen:

"Andes, Andes, Andes, Lord of the Great Barrett 10th Street, the Greatest Aram of the City of Marshes, Andes George...... Aramaic ...... Wow, wow, wow......"

Then there was crazy applause, whistles, ghost screams, and continued to shout.

Andes ...... Aram Andes ...... Aram Andes ...... ...... Arama"

This kind of dream is too bastard, don't do it in the future!

Shen Xing slowly pushed open the door and walked out of the bathroom.

The cacophony of sounds suddenly disappeared, as if the stop button had been pressed.

Shen Xing was stunned for a moment.

Where am I?

It was eerily quiet.

But he was about to explode in an instant!

This is my own bar.

Oh my God, I wasn't dreaming.

......

In the morning, Joanne came over early.

She wanted to go to St. Ann's College with Shen Xing to go through the enrollment procedures.

Shen Xing didn't sleep well all night, and he was still lying in bed.

Joanne ran to his room and woke him up with a pillow.

"Pig, it's time to get up. ”

Shen Xing opened his eyes in a daze and complained in a low voice, "How can you just enter my room?"

"Why not?"

Shen Xing quibbled: "This is my turtle room, you can't let girls in casually." ”

"I'm just going in, you're about to get up, if you don't get up, you'll be late, we have to go through the enrollment procedures in the morning, are you ready for money?"

Shen Xing hurriedly went to wash.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that his cousin had already put the steamed buns, soy milk and tea eggs on the table.

She bought breakfast so quickly, and she bought breakfast for me? I was so impressed......

My cousin taught a child, "If you don't eat breakfast, you can easily become stupid, eat quickly, and after eating, we will go to the academy as soon as possible." ”

Shen Xing hurriedly grabbed the buns and soy milk, gobbled them all away.

He was still thinking about the dream, not sure if it was a dream or not.

He felt as if he had gone to the bathroom after waking up from his first dream, and then he was dazed, maybe he fell asleep again in the bathroom.

However, the lip print between the neck and the collarbone was faintly visible, but then when I looked closely, it seemed to disappear again.

In short, I can't tell if it's a dream or not.

If it weren't a dream, it would be outrageous.

Why are many of the details in the dream different from the game's fantasy?

The illusion is very real, last night's dream is ridiculous, and the details are very vague.

And there are no new hints on the note.

......

Went to St. Ann's College.

They quickly completed their respective enrollment procedures.

Shen Xing paid relatively little money, and the procedures were the fastest.

My cousin paid a lot of money, and she also had to pay a dormitory fee, because she was a formal student, and Shen Xing was just a self-funded auditor.

Shen Xing joked: "Can you save the accommodation fee?"

The cousin was relatively simple, and said seriously: "Definitely not, the college will not be so merciful, and it stipulates that you must pay for accommodation or not, not to mention that I am a Chinese girl, and I am already discriminated against, how can I get rid of this money?"

"I mean, why don't you just stay in the bar, isn't there a room in the attic?"

"No! you have to find a waiter. ”

Then there was no way, Shen Xing originally wanted to persuade her to come to help at night.

In Palm City, waiters are paid by the hour, 60 pesos an hour, and they earn money mainly from tips from customers.

However, Shen Xing's small bar is relatively small, with only seven tables, which is considered to be a "Qing bar".

There are few customers during the day, and there is no need for a waiter.

There are fewer customers in the evening, and the tips that waiters can earn are too little, so it is definitely no fun to find a suitable waiter.

Shen Xing thought in his heart that there was only a diligent boss lady like his cousin...... Wrong, my cousin is not the proprietress of the house, I'm just making an analogy and forgive me for being often blind.

You have to be like my cousin who sees herself as a proprietress and works diligently to run the bar well with me.

It is impossible to find the kind of waiter who earns only a basic salary of 240 pesos a night and is willing to work hard.

Chinese children don't work as waiters, they are willing to endure hardships, they only go to work in factories, and they can earn seven or eight hundred pesos a day by working overtime.

The local Nanyang natives forget it, as long as he has two or three hundred pesos in his pocket, he will skip work tomorrow.

Do you dare to hire Indians? When guests come in, they are not hygienic, and they are always on guard against their "left hand of God".

It is impossible for a foreigner to be a waiter.

Alas, a headache.

I really regret why I made my cousin angry, I should have coaxed her, now that I think about it, I really regret not being at the beginning.