Jiang Lu stared intently at everything on the stage.

He was in mourning for the city at the moment.

It was hard for him to imagine that such entertainment could be so popular in such a metropolis.

Look at these audiences, which one is not a dignitary, and which one is not a celebrity?

The elite, who occupy most of the social resources in this way, do not think about deeper issues, but gather here to watch this kind of vulgar performance, which is also called art, which is simply laughable.

Suck!

Jiang Lu took a mouthful of saliva from the corner of his mouth, and denounced this terrible social phenomenon with righteous indignation:

"Good! One more! ”

"Mr. Park, are you still satisfied?" The waiter held the tray and bent down respectfully.

"Satisfied, this powerful fork is literally kicked into my heart."

Jiang Lu looked back with a smile, then looked at the wine on the tray and was stunned for a moment: "I didn't order a drink." ”

"Ah, this is what the elegant lady ordered for you, Tequila Sunrise."

The waiter pointed to Mrs. White, who was smiling sideways, and explained, "She says that you are like the rising sun in the desert in his heart, and besides, your bill for today has been settled by that lady." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Lu looked at Mrs. White in surprise.

Although the light was dim, Jiang Lu could still see a lot of details at a glance-

Time has left a few marks on her delicate face, but it has added to her unique Hispanic charm, her wheat-colored skin exuding a wild scent against the off-white fur.

Mrs. White raised her glass, as if she wanted to share a drink with Jiang Lu in the air.

The slender arms that slipped out of the cuffs made Jiang Lu sure that her figure should be maintained perfectly.

Jiang Lu played a trick, he deliberately stood up, and made a clinking gesture with the wine glass very gentlemanly.

Then Mrs. White also covered her mouth and stood up from her seat, and did the same in the face of Jiang Lu.

Now her face is exposed.

The hip-wrapping skirt under the fur coat faintly outlines her amazing waist-to-hip ratio, and the just right collar opening also puts her in a looming state.

She didn't wear stockings, which was exactly what Jiang Lu wanted.

Because any kind of stockings is a great addition to this natural skin tone.

Jiang Lu bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and Mrs. White nodded, then sat down, with her back to Jiang Lu, as if nothing had happened.

"Did she say anything else?" Jiang Lu shook his wine glass and asked the waiter beside him.

"She wants to invite you to dinner later."

"That's right."

The waiter humbly said, "Then, I will come to pick you up in advance after the performance." ”

"Hmm."

The performance is still going on, but Jiang Yu's attention is long gone from the stage.

He felt the weight of the responsibility on his shoulders.

The person who came to see this kind of performance was certainly not a good thing, and with his contempt for this art, he felt that it was necessary to teach the audience of this art a good lesson.

In particular, this kind of model sent to the door must be well criticized.

Jiang Lu deeply realized that this is not about the individual, but a kind of self-confidence that comes from culture, and he urgently needs to speak up for the traditional ideas in his heart, expose and combat this vulgar and bad habit!

......

A fine French restaurant.

Jiang Lu and Mrs. White sat face to face in the window seats, listening to the chef explain the dishes on the menu.

"This is our signature dish, duck liver lobster dumplings, and it's made from..."

"Alright."

Jiang Lu raised his hand to interrupt: "I don't care about its name and method, I only care about whether it tastes good or not." ”

Mrs. White covered her mouth lightly and smiled implicitly.

"It's good, I order it every time I come, it's better to say that I'm here for this dish."

"That's fine."

Jiang Lu waved his hand and motioned for the chef to leave.

Looking at the restaurant that had been cleared and the wide view outside the window, Jiang Lu sighed meaningfully: "This is the first time I have come to such a high-end restaurant. ”

"Really?" Mrs. White was visibly unconvinced, "But your composure tells me that you have seen more than that, and that you seem to be at ease." ”

"Really?" Jiang Lu smiled: "Maybe I'm just trying to calm myself, but I'm actually too nervous to do it?" ”

"I like your candor too."

As she spoke, Mrs. White got up and poured half a glass of aperitif for Jiang Lu, and in order to reach Jiang Lu's glass, her body inevitably leaned forward.

Jiang Lu turned his head calmly and looked out the window.

Mrs. White's smile gradually retracted, and she was faintly unhappy.

"So you don't want to have dinner with me?"

"No, how could you think that?" Jiang Lu explained: "It's just that my education doesn't allow me to behave in offensive ways towards women, whether it's saying something inappropriate or giving me some embarrassing stare, which is insulting. ”

So Mrs. White was overjoyed.

"I didn't see anyone wrong."

She raised her glass in satisfaction, her eyes a little misty: "What a lovely young man." ”

Jiang Lu's face changed, because he felt that the other party's high heels had stepped on his feet, and the other leg had already kicked off the shoes and reached his knees.

Master...

Jiang Lu became a little serious.

"Sister... What is my sister doing? He bowed his head shyly, and in a formal, futile struggle.

"Sister?" Mrs. White smiled even more: "You actually call me that, do you know how old I am?" ”

"I... I don't even know your name. ”

"Name? Haha, the name doesn't matter, well, probably, maybe I'll tell you, but it depends. ”

Jiang Lu blushed in shame, blinked embarrassedly, staring at the tablecloth, but secretly looked at her from time to time, and said with a little stubbornness: "You will definitely tell me!" ”

"That's... It's up to you. ”

"What... What is the performance? Jiang Lu's face was full of innocent doubts.

Mrs. White smiled without saying a word, quietly straining on her toes, and then appreciating Jiang Lu's reaction.

......

"Oh! Oh, God! Oh, my God! ”

Mrs. White had no calmness on her face, she covered her mouth and sat on her knees in a daze in horror.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lu sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Mrs. White condescendingly, the corners of his mouth full of contempt.

He likes this kind of face-slapping link of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"You look like you're just a kid, how is that possible?! This doesn't make sense! ”

"Huh? Knowing that I was just a kid and still got my idea? ”

A sense of justice suddenly filled Jiang Lu's heart: "You have been arrested by me!" ”

The surprise faded and was replaced by an eager anticipation, and Mrs. White licked her lips: "What happens if you are arrested?" ”

"Of course you will be punished!"

Jiang Lu solemnly took the cream he had just asked for from the restaurant from the bedside.

Mrs. White had asked Jiang Lu why she wanted to take this thing, but the latter didn't tell her, saying that it was a surprise, and it was only now that she finally knew what a surprise was!

"It's... It's impossible, right? ”

"Don't underestimate your potential, bastard!"

"Hmm... Not! ”

And just then, the hotel doorbell rang.

"Room service, sir, the wine you ordered."

"Okay."

Jiang Lu got up, opened the door a crack under the puzzled gaze of Mrs. White, who was panting, and brought in a bottle of red wine.

"When did you order the wine?"

"Didn't you invite me to dinner and drink? Of course I want to give you something back. Jiang Lu turned the wine opener into the wine stopper, then pulled it out vigorously and shook the wine bottle in front of Mrs. White: "I have already used a cream baguette to give back the French food you invited me to, and now the wine is missing." ”

"But what about the glass?"

"Wine glass?" Jiang Lu couldn't help but laugh: "Of course you don't need a wine glass." ”

"How do you drink that?"

"Cheers, Bilibili!"