Beijing Road Pedestrian Street is a very famous tourist attraction. At 8 o'clock, tourists were still coming and going. When Liu Yan looked at him, he walked through the large and small shops and turned a few alleys. The dazzling neon lights and noise were thrown behind him. The two of them came to a relatively strange neighborhood.

There were many people, most of them were drunk. Some people smoked under the flashing street lights, and a woman carrying a bag stood under the pink sign in the alley. Less than two hundred meters, three men came up to stop Liu Yanshi and talked. They asked about the price, and Liu Yanshi replied with a smile, "Du Leilou Forum".

The floor here is always wet, like a rainy day, with a faint smell of mold, but it is overwhelmed by the sound of music that seems to be there and there.

Package the rotten inner world with a rich and memorable feeling, this is the red light area.

There were many bars passing by, but Liu Yanshi didn't stop and walked until the crowd was over. When Zuo Chu wondered if the bar was going to, she stopped in front of an apartment building in an alley.

"arrive."

Shi Zuocai was stunned, looking at the apartment, then Liu Yan looked at him, and repeated:

"arrive?"

"arrive."

Shi Zuocai turned his head and looked at the standing sign placed in front of the apartment.

Second floor, Golden Palace Massage City.

The third floor, the Ranqing Hotel.

Fourth floor, Youjun Mahjong Center.

Fifth floor, Jun'an Hotel.

He blinked slowly and confirmed to Liu Yanshi again:

"arrive?"

"arrive."

Shi Zuo suddenly asked:

"Do you have corns?"

"No."

"You can play mahjong?"

"No fight."

Shi Zuo nodded and touched his nose: "I don't bring my ID card, so let's forget about checking in the room."

Liu Yanshi shook her head with a smile:

"We won't go to the fifth floor below."

Walking into the apartment, Liu Yanxi pressed the elevator button, and the left side recognized some keywords in the messy graffiti on the wall.

lamb.(Lamb)

wine; cocktail;cigar(red wine; cocktail; cigar)

on·sale(in sale)

7/f (7th floor)

Shi Zuocai frowned slightly, and as Liu Yan looked into the elevator, she pressed it to the 7th floor.

The elevator slowly rose, and Liu Yanxi looked in a good mood. She hummed a small song in the elevator where there were only two people. Shi Zuo asked:

"What's the point of this store name?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's an irresponsible point that the people who go in and consume are all fat sheep, hungry for slaughter?" Liu Yanshi was amused by his own joke and giggled. The corner of his mouth was pulled. He no longer had any expectations for this so-called meeting place of the crazy talker.

The elevator door slowly opened, and the first thing that came to me was the lingering jazz music. What caught my eye was a dark color. On the corridor specially painted into dark red, the dark blue neon lights were pieced together into the words lamb.

The atmosphere here was much better than I thought. Shi Zuo was stunned. Liu Yan looked at him with smugness, walked out of the elevator and walked into the corridor deeper.

The jazz music was getting closer and closer. When I pushed open the dark red curtain, Liu Yanxi gently penetrated into the inner room. Her voice came from the other end of the curtain:

"Good evening, little lala."

Shi Zuo followed him in. Before he could see the layout of the bar, the expression on his face instantly frozen.

There was only one person behind the bar. Liu Yanshi called out "Little Lala" this person. Before coming in, Shi Zuo Cai had imagined how the boss of this bar looked. It was natural, and he also considered that the boss was a man with a big and thick appearance, like an iron tower.

But he only guessed half of it.

"Xiao Lala" is a man who is eight feet tall and has a waistline of eight feet, but is wearing a female kimono.

He (or maybe she) was carefully wiping the wine glass in his hand, and nodding at the door, saying politely:

"Please sit."

Shi Zuo moved his footsteps stiffly. The atmosphere at the bar was very good, and the song played was tinsley ellis' kiss of death. The place was not big, except for the seven chairs in front of the bar, there were only six tables around. There were also very few drinkers - before Liu Yanxi came in, there was only a sloppy man in the corner.

But having few guests does not mean that the bar is not good. In fact, the atmosphere and mood of this bar are considered first-class everywhere. The dazzling array of wine cabinets behind the bar are enough to make people fascinated.

But the problem is that person, that person named Lala.

He spoke with kindness, orderly movements, and thoughtful manners.

But he was wearing a female kimono.

Shi Zuocai's eyes were taken away, and he even unintentionally observed everything else in the bar, subconsciously obeying every word he said.

He sat on a chair in front of the bar, next to Liu Yanshi.

The cup was carefully wiped clean, filled with iced lemonade, placed on the coaster, pressed the coaster with one hand and pushed the cup body with the other hand, slowly placed it in front of the left. The movement was so elegant that it was impeccable.

But he was wearing a female kimono.

Lala nodded, took out a carefully-bounded wine list from the counter and placed it in front of the two of them.

"Allow me to ask first, sir, are you eighteen years old?"

Lala looked straight at Zuo Cai, who swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice:

“It will be full this year.”

Lala narrowed her eyes slightly. He had a phoenix eye and had a variety of charm inside.

“What month is the birthday?”

"September 22." Liu Yanshi smiled and went up to talk first, "It just ended last week."

Lala looked at Liu Yan suspiciously, raised her head, closed her eyes, took a light breath, and made a standard "please".

"The first three pages are red wine, followed by vodka, whiskey, and cocktails, and non-alcoholic beverages on the last page - if you have any taste and alcohol requirements, you can also tell me directly and I will make it to you."

He lowered his head slightly, glanced at Liu Yan next to him, and said lightly: "Xiao Yan can only drink non-alcoholic beverages."

"Why! Xiao Lala, you are too much!"

"You're only 17 years old this year, are you?"

"But I just drank casually when I was in Australia!"

“This is China.”

"Chinese law does not limit the minimum age for drinking!"

"Don't you want to get married?"

"What does drinking have to do with not getting married?"

“Drinking alcohol all year round can cause sagging.”

Shi Zuo looked at Lala, then Liu Yanshi, and dispelled the desire to insert "She didn't have it at all". However, Liu Yanshi stood up and was filled with righteous indignation:

"I didn't have it at first, so what if I sag?"

Lala and Shi Zuocai were speechless. Lala looked at Shi Zuocai and said:

"Customer, have you decided?"

“It’s good to drink without alcohol.”

He picked the least 0 drinks on the wine list.

Lala nodded and began to prepare for bartending. Liu Yan looked at the bar with one hand and stared at Zuo Cai angrily, while grabbing a small plate of dried fruit on the table and stuffing it into her mouth.

Lala's bartender was skillful and professional, as if she was enjoying a flowing performance. Shi Zuo was fascinated by the sight, and even the weird feeling of him wearing women's kimono when she first met was fascinated.

"You call Zuo Cai, right?"

Since he was an old acquaintance with Liu Yanshi, it was not surprising that he knew Shi Zuocai’s information, Shi Zuocai nodded.

"I heard that something was wrong with your personality."

The music of the bar just right overwhelms the conversation in front of the bar and will not disturb other guests at all. Therefore, even for such a secret topic, Lala can communicate like a casual conversation.

"He is an idiot, and he doesn't even know how many personalities he has." Liu Yan smiled at the thief.

Lala gave her a glimpse:

"Every girl is from a family, and she doesn't know how to speak politely."

"You are my mother?"

"I am your sister."
To be continued...