There was a tailgating incident, and Fang Wei didn't dare to take the bus alone, Ye Haoran patted the front beam of his bicycle, and Fang Wei naturally sat on it.

Both of them put their hands on the handlebars, and the frightened Fang Wei leaned on Ye Haoran's arms and felt a lot more relieved.

One earphone per person, accompanied by music, the bicycle rides slowly on the road.

"If you meet someone with bad intentions in the future, run to a crowded place, or shout for help, don't you hear?"

Hearing Ye Haoran's words, Fang Wei quietly raised his head and said, "Got it."

Then he asked worriedly, "Will they retaliate?"

"Don't worry, they won't dare."

Whether it will retaliate against Ye Haoran is not clear, even if he finds the door, there is nothing to worry about, a few years ago, the two villages fought an offensive and defensive battle, and the social atmosphere has changed a lot after the gun ban campaign began.

After the reform, education has become the focus, and the police station will generally deal with the problem of off-campus hooligans asking students for trouble, especially at the foot of the imperial capital.

In the next few days, for the revenge of the little hooligans in the house, Fang Wei did not ride a bicycle, and the two went back to a place far away from the school, and then rode a bicycle home.

Another weekend.

Not by appointment.

Fang Wei's results in the bottom exam this week have plummeted, and the miserable batch is being educated by her mother at home.

Ye Haoran went to the bank.

He has become a frequent customer of the bank, either applying for loans, or walking on the road to apply for loans, the so-called debts are not pressing, anyway, there is rent to repay the loan, and there is no pressure in itself.

Buy in full, mortgage for the second time, if it is changed to 10 years later, this kind of play will not work at all, not to mention the purchase restriction order, inflation can crush people.

After completing all the formalities and sending the materials home, I turned on the TV, almost all of them were still Zhu Gege, and occasionally a few stations were Journey to the West.

Bored.

Ye Haoran, who couldn't stand it, was ready to go out to get some meat, but he hadn't eaten meat for two months, and he almost forgot the taste of meat.

At this time, the entertainment life was somewhat boring, and it was difficult to find a decent bar, which turned out to be a catering complex.

Shaking his head, Ye Haoran stepped out of the taxi and walked in in four directions.

"Have a whiskey."

"Sir, wait a minute."

Immaturity depends on clothing, wearing a school uniform is a student, wearing a suit is a white-collar worker, opening the door to do business, is it really checking the ID card?

It's all a lake.

After taking the wine from the bartender, he sat down at the bar and began to look for his goal.

A pair of foreign devils, the crotch is too big to eat.

Turning his head to look at the other side, the aunt in her forties, looking quite melancholy, no, her face is too big.

"Come on, I wish our design institute fashion show a complete success!"

...

"Come on!

！」

...

"Come on!

！」

...

A noise attracted Ye Haoran's attention.

They are all energetic young people, listening to the tone, they should be college students, and there are quite a few men and women.

It stands to reason that this kind of group gathering is not a suitable target option.

However, two people in the crowd attracted Ye Haoran's attention.

It just so happened that a girl who was Ye Haoran's idea left her seat, walked towards the position of the bar, stood beside Ye Haoran and shouted to the bartender: "Hello, can you give us another case of beer?"

The bartender nodded and was just about to speak, Ye Haoran interjected in advance, "Beauty, I finally know why I am here."

"What... What? Are you talking to me?"

Ye Haoran nodded with a smile, gestured to the bartender, and a cocktail was quickly placed in front of the girl.

The girl hesitated and said, "But I don't know you."

There is no difference between saying "you" and saying "you" in Sijiucheng.

When you come here to hear an honorific title, you don't have to take it too seriously, it might just be a mantra.

Respect for elders and leaders is excluded.

Ye Haoran pushed the wine glass in front of the girl and said, "I was attracted by a smell, and now I have finally found the reason."

"What does it smell like?"

Ye Haoran said softly: "The femininity of this city, get to know me, my name is Ye Haoran." :

"Oh, hello." The girl hurriedly shook hands with Ye Haoran: "My name is Yang Xiaoyun."

The bartender had already delivered the beer to the location of Yang Xiaoyun's party, and a group of people were drinking, and no one paid attention to Yang Xiaoyun's lack of this matter.

Yang Xiaoyun took a sip of the cocktail and felt that it was much better than beer.

There was a surging smile on his face, but it was not because of the wine, but because of Ye Haoran's praise.

To praise a woman, sometimes you need to look at the face.

Seeing that Ye Haoran had been staring at herself, Yang Xiaoyun did not rush back, but asked Ye Haoran in disguise of embarrassment: "Did you drink this too?"

Ye Haoran smiled and gave his wine glass, and Yang Xiaoyun licked the wine in Ye Haoran's cup under Ye Haoran's gaze.

Then came a face-changing battle, spicy.

"Wow!

！ How do you like this wine?"

took the tissue from Ye Haoran's hand, kept wiping his lips, and wiped the lipstick before he could be relieved.

Ye Haoran shook his head: "I don't like to drink, I like it... Protect you."

"Ah!

！」

Just when Yang Xiaoyun looked at Ye Haoran stupidly, not knowing how to respond to Ye Haoran's earthy love words.

Ye Haoran continued, "If you can laugh a little, this glass of wine should be a little sweeter."

Belch!

Yang Xiaoyun unconsciously hiccuped, she has lived for so many years, and she has not been teased like this.

If she were an ordinary person, Yang Xiaoyun would be able to call the police right now, but in the face of Ye Haoran, she was fascinated, as if she was as sweet as she was in a milk bath deep in the depths.

"You... You're a funny man."

Yang Xiaoyun sat on the high stool in front of the bar like Ye Haoran, staring at Ye Haoran with big eyes.

"I'm making you laugh, but every word is very sincere."

Yang Xiaoyun giggled.

This is the case between people, as long as you open the topic, the distance can be drawn immediately.

Even the bartender in the bar admired Ye Haoran tightly, and said in his heart: I learned two more tricks.

Yang Xiaoyun didn't go back for a long time, and another short-haired girl in the party noticed Yang Xiaoyun's situation, but didn't come over immediately, but quietly peeked.

Ye Haoran stretched out his hand and said to Yang Xiaoyun, "Why don't I show you palmistry?"

"Do you read palmistry?"

"Of course!"

took Yang Xiaoyun's soft and small hand and put it in front of him, and pretended to say, "You have a catastrophe on the road of your relationship, and you have passed a flat river, and you can't get through this life."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Xiaoyun smiled and didn't believe Ye Haoran's words, but she wanted to hear what Ye Haoran would say.

Ye Haoran stroked the other party's little hand with his hand, and Yang Xiaoyun didn't take back his hand so obviously, he smiled generously.

The other hand pinched his chin and said, "There is a cause before and an effect after."

Seeing that Yang Xiaoyun's smiling eyes were about to bend into crescent moons, Ye Haoran spoke: "A hundred causes must have results, and your retribution is me."

"Ah! Hahahaha!"

Laughing back and back, he almost fell into Ye Haoran's arms.

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