In the dark and deserted street, a hoarse middle-aged man's voice cut through the silent sky.
The girl with a simple ponytail was very agile. She ran forward with all her strength, and looked back from time to time to see if the group of tall and thick men were catching up.
"Damn it! Is it over yet? How much did grandpa give them!" Xia Yumo cursed impatiently, then turned out of the street and ran quickly on the busy road.
Perhaps because she had been running for too long, her physical strength gradually began to fail, and her pace also slowed down a lot.
So Xia Yumo had no choice but to run away into a bar, trying to confuse the eyes of those who were chasing her.
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At this time, in the Starry Night Bar, ambiguity and passion were spreading everywhere, and heavy metal rock music began to play on a loop, accompanied by people's decadent dancing.
Just in an inconspicuous corner of the bar, a young man wearing a black V-neck shirt was shaking the red wine glass in his hand in boredom. His eyes were cold and arrogant, looking at the people writhing wildly on the dance floor, quiet and alienated.
His attitude seems to be out of tune with the atmosphere here.
The reason why he is said to be a young man is because he looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but the aristocratic temperament he exudes is innate and makes people intimidated.
Even though there were many girls in the bar who wanted to strike up a conversation with him, they were intimidated by his cold aura, so no one dared to approach him.
But just when the boy wanted to get up and leave, he was suddenly pushed down by a girl on the leather sofa.
Before he could react, the girl started blinking at him, then whispered to his ear: "Please press on me."
Although the boy didn't realize what the situation was at first, he suddenly felt interesting at this moment. He obeyed the girl's words obediently and pressed her under him, but there was a playful look in his black eyes.
color.
"Thank you." Xia Yumo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and gently fluttered her eyelashes that were as curled as butterfly wings.
It turns out that in this world, there are always more good people than bad people. At least the person in front of me is an out-and-out good person.
But just when Xia Yumo had just finished thinking silently in her heart, the young man suddenly leaned down, and then his lips, which were so cold that there was no warmth at all, pressed against her lips without any warning...