After eating, Lin Xian and Qin Ruyi had just sent Jin Yiyao downstairs to the dormitory, and the latter turned around and threw himself into Lin Xian's arms.

Her trembling body was sifting through countless grievances, and she somehow felt that Lin Xian was a safe haven, and she was not afraid of anything when she entered the port.

Although the previous moment was turbulent, the dangers and tribulations are now not worth mentioning.

Qin Ruyi moved away with an embarrassed face, and glanced at him quickly, with a little loneliness in Ruifeng's eyes.

An unwarranted feeling rose in her heart, remembering the koala doll she loved at the beginning, and although she had passed the age of innocence, she still felt that it was her most precious toy. When my sister took it away, I felt angry and unwilling for no reason.

But later, with the death of her father, she had to disguise herself to fight against the malice of the world, so that she poured all her emotional sustenance into Yaoyao.

But at this moment she remembered the scene where the koala was snatched away, so powerless at this moment.

Lin Xian looked at Qin Ruyi, the pain on that soft face was fleeting, he gently patted Jin Yiyao's back and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the matter has been resolved, he won't pester you anymore." ”

"Well, go hug my sister." Jin Yiyao said sensibly, "You almost can't see her anymore." ”

Lin Xian responded, stretched out his hand and dragged Qin Ruyi over, and hugged the latter into his arms in a low voice.

Qin Ruyi struggled and stopped moving, but she still tried her best to maintain a trace of her majesty as an eldest sister, she wanted to push the other party away, but soon felt a familiar feeling coming.

She remembered the 6 words, and for a while she didn't know whether to hide or face it bravely.

Jin Yiyao's lips hooked up, tilted his head and stared somewhere, his face turned red in an instant, "I don't know what Long Island Iced Tea tastes like, my sister's Nige didn't drink anything, you have to make it up for the two of us." ”

Qin Ruyi looked at her in surprise, and whispered: "Yaoyao can eat, what kind of wine to drink." ”

"I know, don't you just not go home tonight, I just don't want to go back to the dormitory." Jin Yiyao said with a serious face

Lin Xian's old face flushed, and some uncontrollable restlessness was almost about to come out, and he immediately said, "Yes, I have enough wine." ”

He glanced at the BMW, moved his body and opened the door of the Accord, Jin Yiyao didn't even think about getting into the back row, Qin Ruyi glared at Lin Xian with a red face, and whispered: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" ”

"I think a lot, what does this world have to do with me, as long as there are two of you, it's enough."

Qin Ruyi listened to Hongguoguo's confession, she didn't know whether she was angry or moved, she hesitated and sat in the back row.

Looking at the sisters sitting side by side in the rearview mirror, this double happiness is really incomprehensible to others. The elder sister is dignified and gentle, and the younger sister is sweet and lovely, each with its own characteristics.

Who said you can't have both fish and bear's paws, and if I want to eat both, will anyone want to stop it?

He adjusted his mood and first used a certain group to see a high-rated restaurant, and then navigated to eat the main meal.

During the meal, the sisters hung themselves aside, and the affectionate interaction made Lin Xian feel that he was a tool man, Lao Tzu was at a speed of two hundred per hour, and when he returned to Nanluo, Yan Qianxue had to tear himself alive! But he had a vague hunch that he had to accomplish what some of the old critics wanted to do tonight but couldn't.

At nine o'clock, the three of them went to the Japanese bar in Pingjiang City, and the sisters did not resist obviously, and there was a touch of strange charm hidden in their soft and dignified and sweet eyes.

It's deserted in the bar, it's not noisy at all, the bartenders are serious three-piece suits, there aren't many booths, and the dim lighting in the air is drifting with classical jazz.

People in twos and threes get together to talk and laugh, a little less impetuous, and a little more peaceful and elegant.

Qin Ruyi stuck Jin Yiyao in the middle, ordered a cup of Negroni as usual, Jin Yiyao ordered a cup of Long Island Iced Tea, and Lin Xian looked at the wine and ordered the sake Martini.

It seems that the proficiency of the three of them is not high, and there is a feeling that there is nowhere to put their hands.

As a result, after a glass of wine, Jin Yiyao insisted for a few minutes and began to blur his eyes, and Qin Ruyi also stiffened for a little ten minutes, which made Lin Xian stunned This wine is really so strong?

hurriedly paid the money, and staggered out of the bar with the two of them, which made others envious. There is a hotel not far next to it, Lin Xian didn't even deliberately flip through the bag to see Qin Ruyi's ID card, Jin Yiyao's was more direct, it was buckled in the transparent phone case, and the phone was hanging around his neck.

Check-in in the strange eyes of the young lady at the front desk, and intimately pressed the elevator.

Winter in the estuary is a chilly wind, and the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows take in the bleak river views.

Lin Xian lit a cigarette, dizzily looked at the sisters with different postures in the big bed room, and was nervous to the extreme for a while.

Suddenly, Qin Ruyi frowned and retched, he hurriedly rushed over, his hot face pressed against his strong chest like hot coal.

The charming body fragrance and the smell of wine were mixed, coupled with a vague and charming look, Lin Xian finally couldn't help but kiss it, and Qin Ruyi responded more enthusiastically, as if it was a monstrous wave.

The sweetness of Sweet Sweets and Campari has already smoothed out the dryness of the walls, and the bartender effortlessly melts the whole old ice into the glass.

The reddish color rises from the bottom of the cup, slowly submerging the icicles. With the gentle stirring, the wine spun and precipitated rapidly, and the tinkling sound changed from slow to rapid.

The whole bar is immersed in dim lighting, hazy and dreamy, and its whole view always teases fragile nerves in the looming, making people want to go crazy to understand the minutiae of every shadow.

In laid-back and uninhibited jazz, the accents of the second and fourth beats always come as expected, and the low, magnetic bombardment makes the eardrums as shaky and unstoppable as the whole bar. That dangerous and exciting free-spiritedness inadvertently ignites man's most primitive impulses.

At this time, the drunken customer wanted to put on a show, and he followed the bartender's steps, put the whole icicle into the shaker, and shook it vigorously to make a tinkling and tinkling sound, the harsh crispness almost drowned out the unrestrained jazz music, and the whole bar was bombarded with sound, trembling and almost collapsing.

But in the next second, icicles flew out of the shaker jug, and splashed everywhere along with gin and sweet mus.

The bartender watched the scene in embarrassment, the crisp aftersound stuck at the end of a piece of music, and the bar fell into a brief, long silence.

After a while, out of professional habit, he remembered that there was still a cup of Long Island iced tea to make.

The icicle was still perfectly served in the shaker, and despite the remnants of gin and sweet muss on it, that didn't stop it from being made, at least the original recipe was pretty much the same.

There's no time spent remaking icicles, because there's no need to waste time carving on this enjoyable evening.

Seeing that the customers were intoxicated, he quickly fished out the icicles and put them into the shaker pot for making iced tea, he didn't have to show off the indispensable skills before the opening, it was really unnecessary, because the pot was already full of silky wine.

I can't remember when the base sake was made. He hated the constant shake, and it was a strange feeling to start with a quick movement, and the drink shook violently in the shaker pot and spread an endless layer of foam.

At this time, a restrained but explosive music sounded, accompanied by the jingling sound in the snow pot, more intense and crisp than the last time, the pre-climax of the song came quickly, making people feel tired and dull, he yawned, poured the coke on the top of the cup, and ended the production.