The bright moon hangs high, and the street behind the bar street is quiet.
An Yi, Zheng Yu, and Gu Ningsheng were given gifts by the people watching in the bar. The tattooed man in the lead saluted with clasped fists: "Mr. An, I didn't treat you well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
As for the drunkard and his friends, they were beaten in vain. They were huddled on the street with bruises and swollen faces, moaning and screaming.
"Forget it, don't worry about your business, let's move to another place." An Yi said a few words, and neatly sent the tattooed man away, and went to the street with Zheng Yu and Gu Ningsheng to take a taxi. He was speechless.
He met Zheng Yu more than half a year ago in Lan Kwai Fong, a bar street in Central. He fought for her.
Sister Zheng is really a bit of a beauty. In a bar, it is easy for a drunk man to lose control.
Sister Zheng is a beauty, but in fact she has a plain face and is not the kind of pretty girl who looks stunning at first glance. She needs a second look.
An Yi held Zheng Yu's hand and comforted: "Sister Zheng, it's okay." Under the cold street light, he looked at the beautiful young woman who belonged to him: the convex and concave sexy figure, the charming and dewy mature young woman's charm could not be concealed no matter what.
Living, the whole person seems to be exuding fragrance, extremely charming, and as delicious as summer fruits.
Sister Zheng's charming young woman charm captivated all the male colleagues who were traveling with her when she came to Hong Kong Island. She just allowed him to get there first, win the beauty's favor, and enjoy the mutual pleasure with her.
He would understand somewhat now. The dim light in the bar covered up the "flaws" in Sister Zheng's appearance, but instead perfectly highlighted her young woman's charm: figure and style.
I really can’t bring her to the bar in the future!
Zheng Yu is twenty-eight years old this year. She was not frightened after being touched twice. She was just comforted by An Yi. She felt as if she had eaten honey. She interlocked with An Yi and said softly: "Xiaoyi, I'm sorry."
A woman is most afraid that the man she likes will think that she is a playboy and behaves slutty.
"Never mind you! But I really can't bring you to the bar next time! You are too charming." An Yi said teasingly in Zheng Yu's ear. He is not a fan of the theory of victim guilt.
Feeling An Yi's breathing, Zheng Yu felt drunk, her ears were slightly red, she pursed her lips, and leaned on An Yi's shoulder. She would really like to go directly to the hotel instead of looking for a place to drink.
"Hey, can you two stop treating me like a dead person!" Gu Ningsheng shouted dissatisfied, opened the door of the taxi on the roadside, turned around and asked An Yi: "Where are we going to drink now?"
"Go to the Darkside on the second floor of the Rosewood Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon." Of course, An Yi would not push Zheng Yu away because of these words. He and Sister Zheng have been a passionate couple for the past six months, and they just live together. They have a soft and fragrant young beauty in their arms.
Came over and gave an address.
I mentally raised Gu Ningsheng's evaluation.
Lao Gu is such a capable person! If something comes up, it's true.
Gu Ningsheng is also a frequent visitor to nightclubs and naturally knows the Darkside, a well-known bar in Hong Kong. "Okay, a jazz bar is suitable for chatting. It's not as indulgent as a bar here." He sat in the passenger seat and spoke the address in Cantonese.
The three of them took a car across the sea and went to the second-floor bar of the five-star Rosewood Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui. Melodious jazz music was playing. The overall environment was quiet and relaxing.
An Yi asked for a seat by the window, tipped the waiter, and asked for rum, whiskey, Calvados, and a platter of Iberico ham.
"You kid, you are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger! Sister Zheng, Brother An is so good at ordering food. It depends on the situation that he comes here to pick up girls!" Gu Ningsheng said with a smile while drinking rum.
Zheng Yu pursed her lips and smiled and said nothing. She was five years older than An Yi, and she was a divorced woman, so she had never thought of marrying him. She was already content to have such a relationship and life worth recalling in the future.
An Yi smiled and said: "Brother Gu, why are you trying to discredit me? Drink." He raised his glass and clinked it with Gu Ningsheng, savoring the sweet taste of rum in his mouth: "Brother Gu, you just explained Wanjing
Sir, are you going to hold a cocktail party in his palace?"
"Damn it, brother, you used the word "imperial palace" well and accurately. The resources that Mr. Jing can mobilize now are really no less than those of some emperors in ancient times." Gu Ningsheng was very excited to talk about this topic, but after he finished speaking, he felt a little emotional.
Frustrated: "It's a pity that I can't get the invitation to the reception! Even though my surname is Gu, it's useless."
After the fight just now, the relationship between the two became closer.
An Yi held the wine glass and said with a smile: "Brother Gu, do you really want to see me?"
Gu Ningsheng wiped his hair coquettishly: "Nonsense! Who doesn't want to witness such a grand scene? Brother, do you have connections?" He also reacted now.
An Yi nodded: "I can get an invitation. Let's go there together tomorrow."
"Brother, you are awesome!" Gu Ningsheng took a swig of wine excitedly and patted the table, "Come on, let's have a drink! I won't say thank you, it's all in the wine."
An Yi was so proud that he drank a glass of rum with Gu Ningsheng. The fragrant and fragrant taste of the rum went down his throat, which was extremely satisfying.
Gu Ningsheng smiled and said nothing.
He now understands to some extent that An Yi's identity is probably a bit problematic. This little guy spanked someone in the bar and it didn't matter, and the people who watched the scene apologized profusely. And Brother An can still get it tomorrow night.
invitation.
You know, it's hard to get an invitation these days. Celebrities all over Hong Kong want to go over and get acquainted with Mr. Jing.
He was somewhat looking down on An Yi before, but fortunately he didn't show it too obviously!
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On Saturday morning, the morning sun was rising. Jing Gao opened the curtains and let the slightly blazing sun shine down. The exquisite courtyard and the sea in the distance came into view, and I felt extremely comfortable.
Connie Cruz stretched out her white arms to cover her eyes and muttered French. She was probably dissatisfied, as she still needed to rest after spending most of the night.
Yue Jia squinted his eyes and asked confusedly: "Brother Jing, what time is it?"
"It's still early. It's around eight o'clock. You can go to bed. I'll go over first." Jing Gao looked at the two girls with their hair spread out on the pillow, smiled slightly, kissed their smooth faces respectively, and whispered in Connie's ear.
: "Connie, I love you!"
What he wants to say is "I like you." The nineteen-year-old beauty is very nice. But his English skills are limited, so he can only express it in this sentence.
Connie was very happy, hugging Jing Gao's neck, looking at him with blue eyes, and shouted tiredly in Chinese: "Brother~"
Her Chinese proficiency is very good, and her accent sounded weird to her brother, but she has a different charm.
"Yeah." Jing Gao smiled and pecked the girl twice, stroking her long black hair, "You can sleep a little longer!"
After coming out of the guest room on the second floor, Brother Jing did not bother Deng Ran and Ye Jing, and walked back to his master bedroom. He had just taken a shower, put on a beautiful nightgown, and was wearing a pink and jade sculpture.
The girl rushed in happily, "Uncle, uncle, I came to see you."
Followed by Li Xin's personal maid Xiaoxia who was transferred from the capital.
