There were several enchanting women at the bar, holding cigarettes in their hands. The smell of Ladyrosefl**our came to my nose, and I took a breath of cigarette smoke, green mint. It seemed that the people in this bar were better than those messy bars.
, the taste is much higher.
I haven't smelled something like this for a long time.
The cell phone rang. "Are you here?" His voice seemed tired, but it still revealed the gentleness of running water.
When I was about to answer, he said first: "I see you, just turn left."
When passing by several women with unburned cigarettes in their hands, they all smelled a strange yet familiar smell.
Yves Saint Laurent, Marlboro, Ladyrosefl**our.
When I am in a state where the smell of cigarette smoke is everywhere, not only am I not disgusted, I even enjoy it a bit.
Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve smelled the smell of cigarettes.
Thinking of this, I was suddenly dragged away by a pair of big hands——
"Hey! White oxygen, good students also come to the pub? It's a rare visitor." The bartender, nicknamed Abi, was crossing his legs, holding a bottle of wine, and looking at me with a very strange look.
I glanced at him, only to find Hill next to me.
"Can't good students come to the bar? It's not like I've never been here before." I replied expressionlessly, but Abi didn't react at all.
I picked up a bottle of wine, and because the light was a bit dim, I couldn't see clearly what it was, so I took a sip first.
Found out it was fruit wine.
"As far as I know, you guys don't drink fruit wine, right? How come there is fruit wine here?" I tentatively asked Abi, ignoring Hill, and subconsciously glanced at the wine bottle.
There is no sticker for this bar on it.
"We can't drink fruit wine? It's not that we can't afford it." Abi Lai insisted.
"I brought it." Hill took the wine bottle from my hand and started to drink it too.
I really want to laugh, but I just can’t.
A smell of PEEL came over me.
Immediately, a girl with a pear-shaped head came over. Her face was very delicate, as beautiful as a doll.
"Baoxi, it's our first time meeting you. Please give me some advice." I didn't react at all when she stretched out her hand to me.
When Abi saw this situation, he immediately explained: "She is my biological sister, the same age as you, her name is Yue-Sai."
"Nicetomeetyou." I don't know what I was thinking, but an English sentence came out.
"Metoo." She responded naturally.
Abi immediately scratched his head: "Don't speak English, I don't like it."
Yuxi was very calm and just said: "Brother, go home early. You came to the bar as soon as you came back from school today and didn't even go back to see dad."
Abi agreed readily. Facing his beloved sister, he still felt uneasy if he didn't obey.
"Then just get out of the way and you two can play by yourselves. I'll take the blame today." Abi said the next word and left with Yuxi.
Hill glanced at me indicatively and picked up a deck of cards.
How can I survive if I don't know how to play poker?
"Rock, paper, scissors? Let's play truth or dare like this." I smiled at him, but the smile was so fake, like a perfunctory smile in socializing, and I lost the sincere smile I used to have for him.
.
Agreed.
I lost the first set.
He smiled strangely and picked up a bottle of wine.
"No, you want me to play the trumpet?" I looked reluctant.
He immediately laughed regardless of his image: "Who asked you to drink it and ask you to strike up a conversation? Well, you saw that lace over there? Give it to her and say you like her."
Isn't it? Doing such a wretched thing? What if that lace girl suddenly gets lustful and just presses me against the bar... Is it okay to spread the word?
With an embarrassed look on my face, I lit a Ladyrose fl**our and walked towards her.
"Interested in a drink?"
I could only pretend to be very cold and arrogant and said the first words to her.
"It's not bad." She began to look at me with a look, a very seductive look, no, I should say, a very lustful look.
It's over, this lesbian is not really targeting me, right? No! If Tangtang Baiyun is actually molested by the lesbian, will I still be fooled if word spreads about it?
"I like you." I immediately said this sentence, said this sentence, and immediately moved away.
Just when I stood up and prepared to escape, she actually took the cigarette out of my mouth, held it between her lips and sucked it deeply.
Poof! I'm going to vomit!
"Brother White Oxygen! Why are you so nervous? You really believe it when Hill says I'm a lesbian. Can't you recognize me?" She let down her ponytail.
I still can't recognize who that is...
After I was stunned for three seconds, she popped up a bunch of question marks.
"Don't you remember me? A few months ago, the oranges were beaten up in the back streets of St. Thomas..."
Hmm? Oranges? Can you eat them?
Damn it, I don’t remember this happening at all. Do you mean I don’t remember it? No, no one will believe me if I don’t remember it.
With--
"Ah! It's you. What's going on? Are those guys still causing trouble for you?" He shook the wine in the glass and pretended to be very serious and sneered.
She smiled and shook her head, and a suffocating gentle fragrance exuded from her hair, but I didn't like her, including her appearance, her tone, and her fragrance.
Make excuses and leave first.
When I returned to Hill's place, he was gone. I turned around and looked around.
A waiter came over and said, "Mr. Hill has gone back. He left a bottle of wine and a note for you."
What? You called me here just like a doll? Just throw it away after playing with it?
"Damn it." I roared angrily in a place like this, and everyone's eyes were focused on my face.
Taking the wine and note, he lowered his head and covered his face and left the bar.
But such an encounter is too unsatisfactory, right? You just gave me my favorite thing.