Weak hands make it difficult to support a soft body.

The little sister sat down on the table at the bar, as if she was sulking, and lay on the table alone.

Jiang Xiaoliang stretched out his finger, carefully clicked it, and touched it.

Then he was thrown away by Park Ji-yeon, and his soft little hands were on the table, from top to bottom, with a weak stroke.

It's a cute gesture that says, "Don't come here."

"Ah, little sister."

"Hmm~~"

Ryoko touched it again, and Park Ji-yeon threw it again.

Childish, cute like two little couples who are angry.

But no matter how Jiang Xiaoliang teased, Park Ji-yeon was motionless, quiet, lying on the bar softly, without any reaction, and I don't know if I fell asleep.

"Hey."

Brother Ryoko had no choice but to accompany him stupidly.

She had time to take a look at the so-called basement.

A lamp illuminates a small wall plastered with vintage, literary record covers.

In fact, it is a small jazz bar, and the protagonist is the small stage at the front.

The small stage faces everyone, and the audience sits here, laughing, applauding, and the music often swapping places.

Jiang Xiaoliang lazily propped up his chin, lowered the brim of his hat, and only showed his blue eyes, looking at the musicians on the small stage, forming a temporary band at random, listening to the song.

They were smiling as if they were playing, and they were improvising the charm of music.

The independent musicians of the Southern Peninsula are all very individual.

Listening to it, they quickly changed tunes.

"Alright (Okay)

ain't this what you came for

don't you wish you came more

girlying for

ay e on…”

And then the next second-

"Ah~West..."

Jiang Xiaoliang covered her head with her hands and covered her face and ears with the brim of her fisherman's hat, she almost died of embarrassment.

Because on the small stage, a familiar song was suddenly improvised and played, which was the "dance night" of PD 48, and she and Li Caiyan performed a pas de deux - "tonight"

I think back to the past when I used to twist my hips.

Ryoko is shy and wants to die.

What's even more hateful and shameful for her is the singing that keeps echoing in her ears, or a girl with a refreshing female voice singing...

“baby tonight's the you know

(Baby, I'm going to let you know tonight)

…”

Over and over again, "baby tonight's..."

Brother Ryoko, whose face was flushed, embarrassed and embarrassed, pressed it on the bar table over and over again, as uncomfortable and tormented as Ling Chi's execution.

The sexy melody easily makes the body's dancing factor shake slowly and awaken.

Under the influence of alcohol.

Park Ji-yeon, who is a little naïve in her temperament, learned from Jiang Xiaoliang just now, her body was slightly drunk and slowly shaking, and her mouth was grandma's, and she whispered: "Despicable spitting milk ~ spitting up milk is thunder and gasoline!"

”

Brother Ryoko, who gritted his teeth beside him, was so angry that he couldn't do it.

"Yikes! Don't sing! Wuli goes home obediently, okay? Oh, little sister, wake up, you answer me~"

"Don't rush, wait for me to think about it~"

"Okay, Brother Ryoko, I'll wait."

"Ji-yeon... I'm reading the message, wait a minute~"

Hearing the words "go home", Park Ji-yeon, who became sensitive after getting drunk, frowned hard, and then her tone was very cute, and she stretched her voice coquettishly:

"Not good~"

The little sister seems to be angry and coquettish.

I waited for a long time, but I waited for a lonely little cool brother, and I almost didn't collapse.

"Ahh

”

The drunken little sister feels stupid, and the angry people are getting more and more angry every time!

It feels like it's not going to be able to go on like this, and the later it is, the more dangerous it is.

Regardless of the location, night is not only romantic, but also dangerous, and the same is true for the Southern Peninsula.

She didn't want to get stuck in this dead loop, passive was like a piece of wood.

No matter how you knock it, there will be no response, you have to take the initiative.

"What should I do~"

Jiang Xiaoliang was in a daze, thinking about how to coax the little senior sister, but inadvertently caused a misunderstanding.

Because in front of her, there happened to be a bartender standing in a black cut-out dress, with a unique sex appeal of the cross halterneck style, revealing a large piece of snow white in the middle, showing a visually delicate and sexy charm.

Brother Ryoko is sitting in front of the bar, and when she is in a daze, her vision is always wandering, and then she is careless...

The woman wiping her wine glass on the side couldn't help but stop her movements, and looked at Jiang Xiaoliang who was wearing a fisherman's hat, a black mask, and a backpack in front of her.

People are quite weird, but their temperament is very unique.

She looked at the place where this strange man looked at herself, and she was so "fascinated" that she couldn't help but laugh and say:

"Ah, are you looking at my breasts?"

"Huh?! Aniania!

No! I didn't watch! ”

After Jiang Xiaoliang reacted, he realized that he had been misunderstood, waved his hand frantically, and then moved back a little politely.

"Poof."

It seems that Jiang Xiaoliang's shy reaction is funny.

"Originally, I didn't like to be watched..."

The bartender glanced to the side, then leaned over slightly, but approached Ryoko instead, her sexy curves exposed, and said in a low, but very provocative tone:

"But it's interesting to see your reaction, just watch it~"

Taking the initiative without warning, the woman gave a surprise surprise.

"Oh~ahh

Jiang Xiaoliang hasn't read this "beauty" yet.

As a result, the little senior sister next to her pressed her head, twisted it hard, and turned it sideways in her direction.

The two looked at each other.

The girl's slightly drunk, cold eyes were aggrieved and angry, reflecting the confused Brother Liangzi.

The ambiguity slowly rises, and it is very charming.

"Little Senior Sister, what are you doing?"

"Only, look at me..."

"Inside?!"

"I said, I care about you~ So my anger, heartbeat and enthusiasm are all given to you, but if I accidentally care about you too much, I will become a naïve, cautious, and jealous nasty."

Saying things that I don't even understand.

Park Ji-yeon, who was swaying, began to babble nonsense.

"Is it a phone... Probably not! Before we meet you, we should... I've seen it in a dream, you can see it clearly, but it's dim... The silhouette that is difficult to remember, and the same is true after the encounter. ”

"Your... The blue eyes seem to swallow me, my body, heart, and mind are all occupied by your figure. ”

"Jiang Xiaobei... Do you like me? You are... You are my little sister... Is it? If you can, don't mind Little Sister... It's also a daughter. ”

Drunk, in the world above, everyone who is drunk is a cute "selfish ghost" - "I hope everything is mine, including you Jiang Xiaobei."

Public preference is the basis for liking a person.

That possessiveness, in front of the foundation of liking, is exposed.

The light seemed to be crumpled, and the air was filled with a little golden afterglow, shining in the girl's eyes.

Bright, shining in the eyes, who can not sink into Park Ji-yeon's domineering eyes, constantly falling, willing to accept this ambiguity.

"You're really drunk, don't make trouble, go home, little sister."

Ryoko avoided his gaze.

At this moment, there are two kinds of time, one is when you are talking about love, and the other is when you are only talking about love.

Accompanied by drunken love words, people are divided into two categories:

Little Sister and the others...

"You can only look at me, I'll show you... Jiang Xiaobei~~"

Looking at the little sister who was wronged and sad because she was accosted, Jiang Xiaoliang smiled and touched the big girl's little brain.

"Nene, look how round my eyes are! I can see that you are dripping, little sister, hey, Pabuk. ”

All those things that had shaken Ryoko's heart finally turned into gentleness.

Therefore, the current Park Ji-yeon will not know how worried and concerned about himself is in front of the person who avoids his gaze and pretends to ignore himself.

Listen to the blues vibe, and everyone has a cup of brightly colored fruit tea on their table, or a complimentary cocktail mixed with blue liquor, fruit, and wine.

The bartender who didn't have a sense of reason often glanced at the resentful eyes.

"Yikes! Stop drinking! ”

Brother Ryoko stared at the little senior sister.

Because after Park Ji-yeon finished speaking, she forgot what she said.

So when she saw Jiang Xiaoliang with an angry face, she peeked cautiously, smiling in the lake.

It seems to be flattering, but it is also like being sad and wronged.

Then she secretly stretched out her hand, and wanted to drink, but Brother Ryoko, who reacted, subconsciously slapped her hands away.

"Pain~~"

Wronged and embarrassed, she pinched Ryoko's soft face.

dim but full of atmosphere, in the corner of the bar, a little senior sister with a cold face and slightly drunk and charming eyes pinched Jiang Xiaoliang's face.

The two of them slowly followed the music, shaking slowly, rhythmic...

"Ah, Jiang Xiaobei, what are you thinking?"

"Goose, all I think about is you, I want to take you home..."

"Hah, pervert..."

"Inside?! My mind is full of you, little sister, it's a very perverted thing?! ”