"Queen Su, who is this man? You want you to be so flattering. Zhu Lei just wants a glass of wine. You won't have a quarrel with your classmates for an outsider, right?"

"Yes, yes, Su Xiaoya, just give Zhu Lei a cup."

Someone around Zhu Lei's other companions suddenly spoke, all standing on Zhu Lei's side.

"Shut up, you guys, there's nothing you have to do here." Su Xiaoya glanced at the people coldly, and the people suddenly stopped talking, but there was a touch of playful smile at the corner of her eyes, as if she was watching a show.

"What's the point of fighting for a glass of dreams? Zhu Lei, don't be as familiar with her. I'll give you a glass of midnight ghost prepared by God of Heaven." The boy who was leaning against Zhu Lei suddenly sneered and stood up, swaying a black card in his hand, proudly walking towards the bar at the door in everyone's sight. After a while, the boy walked back, followed by a waiter, holding an exquisite tray in the waiter's hand, with a glass of blue liquid on it, like a ghost of midnight, fascinating.

The boy took the blue color in his hand and looked at Su Xiaoya with disdain. He turned around and handed the wine glass to Zhu Lei, who looked excited, and said gently: "Zhu Lei, today you are like a ghost in the middle of the night. Now I will give you this glass of ghost in the middle of the night. I hope you can have a good mood."

"Thank you." Zhu Lei suppressed the excitement in her heart, carefully held the cup of blue ghost in her palm, looked at Su Xiaoya with disdain and provocation, took a sip, and immediately exclaimed: "The midnight ghost personally prepared by the God of Baccarat is indeed different from ordinary wine, and it feels so beautiful."

Su Xiaoya looked at Zhu Lei's performance with the boys in disbelief. The moment she saw Zhu Lei, she knew that the Zhu Lei's visitor was not good, but she didn't expect that the other party was prepared so well. She didn't know what method she used to get a glass of "Midnight Ghost" prepared by Baccarat himself. Only in the Paradise Bar will you have the opportunity to taste the wine prepared by Baccarat himself, and the wine prepared by Baccarat is not something you can buy with money, and even there may not be a chance to make an appointment.

Su Xiaoya sat down with a depressed look on her face. Her good birthday mood was completely defeated and she could no longer be interested.

Duan Fei smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that this would happen if he just came out to accompany Su Xiaoya to the bar. Looking at Su Xiaoya's listlessness like a defeated hen, he couldn't help but feel distressed. Su Xiaoya is the kind of alternative girl who can hold on and let go. Although she is a little bit frantically, it is not bad. Duan Fei had already noticed this early, otherwise he wouldn't have been entangled with her for so long. Moreover, Duan Fei knew his feelings very well. Being with Su Xiaoya who was freaking out made him feel relaxed. This is a normal life.

"Miss, do you want the dream you just ordered?" asked the waiter.

"No." Su Xiaoya waved her hand powerlessly and sent the waiter away.

"Why? I feel bad when I am compared to that Zhu Lei?" Duan Fei casually picked up a cocktail and sucked it gently. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at the direction of the bar door. When he saw the evil young man who was joking with a few sexy beauties, he smiled gently and nodded slightly.

"Of course I'm not happy. Zhu Lei was obviously deliberately disgusting me today. But I didn't expect that she was prepared so well. I don't know what method I could get the midnight ghost prepared by Dionysus himself. In front of so many classmates, people can't get out of Taiwan. When I go to school, the other students will make fun of me." Su Xiaoya said listlessly, lying on the high-legged table.

At this moment, a boy came over at the next table: "Su Xiaoya, don't be discouraged. Isn't it just a cup of midnight ghost? Don't worry, I will give you a knife when I come next time." The boy seemed very excited when he spoke. Duan Fei found that the boy's eyes were full of admiration and admiration, but he did not dare to confess. He thought to himself how could a girl with a personality like Su Xiaoya care about a cowardly boy? If this boy stood up when Zhu Lei got the midnight ghost, he might still get Su Xiaoya's favor, as for now...

Su Xiaoya raised her head impatiently: "Miss aunt is in a bad mood now. If you have the ability, go and get me a glass of Midnight Ghost. If you can't do it, get out of here."

The boy's face turned pale and he didn't dare to say anything. He walked back to his original seat awkwardly, but his eyes kept looking at Su Xiaoya, and the admiration in his eyes did not decrease at all.

"I wonder if I would be happy if I gave you a gift." Duan Fei said softly, as if he was talking to himself.

Su Xiaoya looked up listlessly and looked at Duan Fei: "It depends on what you gave me. If I could compare to the Midnight Ghost of Baccarat, I would definitely get better."

Duan Fei smiled lightly without explaining, but said, "But I have a request. If you are satisfied with the gift I give you, you must agree to me with a condition."

"What conditions?" Su Xiaoya immediately stared at Duan Fei vigilantly, and then laughed again: "Brother Duan, you might be trying to make a bad idea for me. If that happens, you might be disappointed. Don't look at my aunt's appearance, in fact, I am a chaste and virtuous woman in my heart. If you dare to make my idea, even if you are my favorite brother Duan, I will crack you..."

Duan Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from the bar, accompanied by the screams of several women: "Dixin God, Bixin God..."

Duan Fei looked strange and raised his head and looked forward, but Su Xiaoya was still asking: "Brother Duan, what gift do you want to give me?"

"You will know after a while. Don't worry, let's take a look at the performance first. It seems that the Baccarat in your heart is going to perform something."

"Is that true?" Su Xiaoya's depressed suddenly swept away and she looked forward quickly.

I don’t know when many items were placed on the small stage in the center of the dance floor. The most conspicuous one was a crystal wine rack. There were bottles of wine of different kinds and colors in different positions on the wine rack, which looked colorful and bizarre under the light.

A young man wearing white casual pants and red shirt slowly walked onto the small stage, which immediately caused the screams of some crazy girls in the bar.

The handsome and beautiful young man raised his head, gently raised his hands and pressed down, and the screams disappeared, and the whole bar seemed extremely quiet. Even Zhu Lei and his men were looking at the direction of the small stage with a fanatical look on their faces.

"Dear guests, I am Brother Jiu." The young man said this and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and the evil aura immediately made him look extremely charming.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong cheer and scream suddenly sounded in the entire bar, and countless young girls showed a fanatical spirit on their faces, just like those star-chasing people on TV. At this moment, in this paradise bar, this young man with an evil aura was the god in their minds. He called himself a wine brother, but he was the God of Bread that everyone worshiped in heaven.

Heaven exists because of him.

At this moment, heaven was crazy because of him.

The young man waved his hand again, and the bar was quiet again. He smiled softly, and the light from the corner of his eyes looked at Duan Fei's location without any sensation, and said to the gaze that was watching around him: "For a special reason, the new wine mixture that will be prepared every other week will be performed tonight in advance."

The young man glanced at the guests around who were listening to him quietly, and once again showed an evil smile: "But this time it was a little different from the past. The wine we debugged tonight was not auctioned, but was given to a very special guest here. This new wine started early because of her. Moreover, this time it was not one, but three."

"Three kinds?" A burst of exclamation suddenly came from the entire bar. The fanaticism in the eyes of many girls had reached a limit that made people scary. If someone hadn't pulled him and rushed to the stage crazily.

All the guests of Paradise Bar know a rule. Every other week, Paradise Baccarat will develop a new type of wine and perform in public. Of course, the first glass prepared will be auctioned, and then this new type of wine will be supplied in heaven. However, it is not prepared by Baccarat. Baccarat will only make twelve glasses of wine every day, and it will never be repeated. Each type can only make one glass. Countless young men and women would rather go to Paradise Bar for a high cost, which is a cocktail made by Baccarat, but few people can drink it. It depends on luck and the mood of Baccarat.

But this time it was different. The new wine mixing performance actually started early, and it was not the only one in the past.

Who is it?

This question arose in everyone's hearts. What kind of guest is so special that he actually made the God of Baccarat, who never changed his principles for any reason, change his principles and conduct a new wine debugging performance in advance?

Almost all the guests looked at the people around them. The myth of wine was already very clear. The special guest was here, but no one could guess who it was. For a moment, the situation in the entire paradise bar became very strange. Everyone was looking at the strange guests around them and guessing whether the mysterious person in the mouth of the wine god was him or her.

Su Xiaoya and others were no exception, but their eyes were not looking around, but they all looked at other guests because they didn't believe that the special guest was among them.

Su Xiaoya was also indescribable at this time. The frustration that had been compared by Zhu Lei had long disappeared. Her eyes were excited and she looked around, and she kept asking: "Brother Duan, who did you think that mysterious guest is? You can actually let the God of Baccarat change its principles and perform in advance."

"How can I know? It's not me anyway." Duan Fei looked at Su Xiaoya who had regained her spirit with a smile. He chuckled and took out his cell phone. There was a strange text message he had just received on the phone.

"Rogue, wait, I'm going to kill you..."

Damn, who is so boring? Duan Fei looked at the number carefully and couldn't remember who it was. Just as he was about to install his phone, another text message flew over.

"You're dead..."

Just four words, it is still the strange number before.
Chapter completed!