Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: The Girl in the Nightclub

Seoul at eleven o'clock.

It was the beginning of the great nightlife, especially for the holidays, that today there are a lot of people in the bars.

The bar was filled with disco music, girls, students and professional white-collar women, all sorts of people writhing wildly on the dance floor, as if to release the inhibitions of the day.

Shen Yuelan drank a glass of wine, got up and walked off the booth and walked to the dance floor.

"Hey buddy, this is my woman."

Huang Meiying's beautiful figure is particularly eye-catching on the stage, and the ambiguous atmosphere on the stage fills the entire bar, and many young people are also beginning to be bold because most of them wear masks.

Hearing Shen Yuelan's words, the clown man changed his goal very interestingly.

Everyone comes out to play and have fun, and the selection is naturally a single woman.

There is no need to waste time on someone like this.

I don't know how many times this is tonight, and Huang Meiying seems to be tireless.

At first, Shen Yuelan would waste a few points with her on the dance floor, but later Shen Yuelan really couldn't stand the crowd, so she went to the booth to drink alone.

I only saw Huang Meiying being accosted,

That's when you get out of the booth.

"Nuna, or let's go back."

Another person who walked to talk,

Shen Yuelan approached Huang Meiying slightly.

"Xiaolan, can I play for a while~?"

Huang Meiying looked around, with a look of unfinished business on her face.

"Okay then, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you over there."

Shen Yuelan pointed to the place where Fang Cai was sitting again.

"Uh-huh~"

Huang Meiying also knew that Shen Yuelan didn't like to stay on the dance floor very much, and she didn't force him, she just hoped that there would be a flower messenger there, and he could also have such an effect in the booth.

Shen Yuelan returned to the booth,

On the table was the wine that had just been served, sartini.

When he arrived at this kind of place, he seemed too old-fashioned if he didn't drink two glasses, Shen Yuelan gently shook the wine glass and took a small sip.

There was a mist in his eyes,

But she has never left Huang Meiying's position. After all, it was the person he brought out, and he couldn't let people be bullied.

"Oba ~ Drinking Alone?"

A freshly dressed hottie came over,

Shen Yuelan is already handsome and handsome, and his recent fitness has also made him look much better on the outside. This kind of place is not only a good place for men to hunt for beauty,

It is also a good place for women to have fun.

"yes, yes~"

Shen Yuelan nodded, the hot girl did not block his gaze as he looked at Huang Meiying.

Drink some wine,

Shen Yuelan is also a little superior.

Girls who hang out in nightclubs will have some tempting scents on their bodies.

"Why don't you give me a drink?"

The girl said, but she reached out to take the cup left by Huang Meiying.

"Wait~"

"What's wrong?"

The girl looked at Shen Yuelan with a question on her face.

"You are not suitable to drink this kind of wine~ I'll help you order another drink."

Under the girl's puzzled gaze, Shen Yuelan waved her hand towards the bartender.

"Oba is really annoying~"

The girl glanced at Shen Yuelan complainingly, if she didn't drink, where would he have a chance.

"Hehe~"

Shen Yuelan smiled.

Although Huang Meiying is now writhing on the dance floor, what if she comes over from behind~ I find that if her wine is drunk by other women, it will definitely be angry~

His own wine,

Then you can't give it to this girl.

He's a little bit of a cleanliness guy, and it's a little relaxation time at best.

"Does Oba mind if you lend me my phone?"

The girl in the nightclub is very direct when she falls in love with someone~ Shen Yuelan looks outstanding, the girl doesn't want to give up just like that, and she wants to borrow Shen Yuelan's hand

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In fact, it means that he wants his phone number.

"Okay."

Shen Yuelan smiled,

He didn't know what the girl meant.

He smiled and took out his own mobile phone from his mobile phone and handed it to the girl casually, his mobile phone did not have a password or anything like that.

"Hee-hee~"

The girl took the phone with a smile, it seemed that this handsome Oba was just playing some lustful tricks, and she still had a chance to take her.

"Who's Oba's phone screen?"

It's just that the screen of this mobile phone made the girl frown a little, and when she saw that it was a photo of her life, she was a little jealous.

"Oh~ it's my girlfriend."

Shen Yuelan opened her mouth and smiled,

Her phone screen had never changed, and the girl's friendly smile had always been in his mind.

"Oba's girlfriend is so pretty."

"You're not bad either."

After confirming that the phone she dialed was her own, the girl handed the phone back to Shen Yuelan.

"Oba, no one answers the phone, do you want to take me to someone."

The girl pulled Shen Yuelan,

The meaning of the words is already obvious.

Such a handsome Oba, even if he already has a girlfriend, but it is a happy thing to be able to kiss Fang Ze, and the girl's face is full of antiquity.

"Beauty, I'm sorry~ I still have something to do tonight~ I'll definitely help you next time."

Shen Yuelan shook her head.

The girl's burning gaze and the phone call to him could not be hidden, and he would be a fool if he couldn't see it anymore.

I didn't think I was so honored,

But he still didn't plan to agree, not only his slight cleanliness fetish, but also Huang Meiying over there seemed to be some trouble, he had to go over there to see.

"You!"

The girl's face is a little not good-looking,

It's not very happy that I've been busy for so long without results.

"Beauty, my girlfriend asked me to go home at twelve o'clock, next time we can be a little earlier~ Don't you have my phone?"

Shen Yuelan smiled.

The girl's pretty face is slightly red,

Does this handsome Oba mean to develop with her for a long time? How can there be such a stingy woman, who wants others to go home before twelve o'clock,

"Okay, but Oba won't refuse me next time."

The girl stood up, her face slightly close to Shen Yuelan,

A splash of saliva fell on his cheek, and then he got up and walked somewhere else.

Just like Shen Yuelan said, it's almost twelve o'clock, those who should go back should also go back, and those who shouldn't go back should also find their goals.

Shen Yuelan clearly refused, she naturally would not continue to waste time.

Shen Yuelan looked at her back and smiled,

Then he took out his mobile phone and blacklisted the phone just now.

It's just fun, he naturally wouldn't want to have follow-up contact with such a woman.

He stared at Huang Meiying on the dance floor tightly, the people he accosted this time seemed to be much more polite than those people just now, he didn't do anything, but he always followed Huang Meiying's side,

This is also the reason why Shen Yuelan is not in a hurry.

Play again? Otherwise, what should I do if I go to Huang Meiying and still don't have a good time.

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