The man named Hui Ge is at most in his early twenties and is dressed in casual clothes. He is not handsome, but he is also considered pretty. He walked towards Fu Qingqiu, curled up the corners of his lips, and said with a faint smile, "Now
What a hero who is a boy, what do you call him?”
Fu Qingqi was wearing a black leather jacket, which was so handsome that he didn't like to laugh very much. Now he was even more expressionless and said lightly, "Do you think about the source of a hero?"
A touch of something flashed in Brother Hui's eyes quickly, and then he still smiled, "It's very unique. I like you very much. Do you want to have a few drinks together?"
Fu Qinglu said, "We have money to drink, and after passing all three levels, can we take us to the private room in VIP, right?"
The manager stood aside and listened to Fu Qinglu's choking at Brother Hui. He lowered his head and did not dare to breathe.
Brother Hui shrugged indifferently and said, "Okay, what Bingyan said must keep his word."
After saying that, he turned around and nodded to a man in a suit. The man immediately walked up, nodded slightly, and said politely, "Please come with me, please."
Fu Qinglu walked ahead first and passed by Brother Hui's house. The latter had a smile on his face, but there was a faint blue flame hidden in his eyes.
Jing Mufeng walked behind. When passing by Brother Hui, Brother Hui spoke, "This lady looks very familiar. Have we ever seen her?"
Jing Mufeng subconsciously stopped and looked at Brother Hui's eyes. For some reason, she felt that the man in front of her had a cold feeling that made her uncomfortable.
With his pink lips lightly opened, Jing Mufeng said, "I haven't seen you before."
Brother Hui took the initiative to reach out and said with a faint smile, "Guan Yaohui, I'm very happy to know you."
Out of politeness, Jing Mufeng stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Guan Yaohui's fingertips lightly, but Guan Yaohui grabbed Jing Mufeng's hand. Jing Mufeng glared at him and wanted to pull back, but Guan Yaohui could
It's tighter.
"What did you say?"
Guan Yaohui looked at Jing Mufeng with a teasing voice in his eyes.
When did Jing Mufeng be teased like this by an outsider? Just as she was about to speak out, she heard a cold male voice saying, "Let go."
Jing Mufeng and Guan Yaohui heard the sound together. Fu Qinglu, who was walking in front, turned around at some point. At this time, he was calm and had a handsome face, his hands were put on his belt, and he looked at Guan Yaohui unhappily.
Guan Yaohui and Fu Qingluo looked at each other. The former had a hint of inquiry in his eyes, while the latter had a forced anger.
Jing Muke also turned around and saw that Guan Yaohui was still holding Jing Mufeng's hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly and walked to Jing Mufeng's side. He looked at Guan Yaohui and said, "My sister has a cleanliness and doesn't like to contact strangers.
, Can you let go?"
Guan Yaohui turned his gaze on Jing Muke. Jing Muke was in his teenage years old and tall. In addition, his innate gentle temperament made him look less oppressive than Fu Qinglu, but his
His eyes, but with the same domineering aura as Fu Qinglu, was not something that ordinary people had. They must be the arrogance they had developed under years of pampering and generous conditions.
In just a few seconds, Guan Yaohui let go of his hand and said, "So you are her brother, okay, then all your expenses are mine today."
Jing Mufeng withdrew his hand and looked at Guan Yaohui unhappily. He is crazy?
Jing Muke said, "We can afford this little money if we don't pay Mr. Guan."
After saying that, Jing Muke took Jing Mufeng's hand and walked forward together.
"Is it okay?"
Fu Qinglu looked at Jing Mufeng and asked in a low voice.
Jing Mufeng shook his head, lowered his gaze, blocking a trace of weirdness in his eyes.
Fu Qingxiu didn't say anything, but just reached out to wrap her shoulders and walked towards the private room together.
This is the first time since the store opened the Bingyan VIP Supreme Private Room. In the 100-foot-sized space, it is decorated in black and white in total. The ground and roof are decorated with rhinestones, reflecting thousands of figures.
Needless to say, luxury is the key. The person who comes in needs the feeling of passing the level.
Ye Weiqin sat on the huge soft leather sofa, leaned back, and walked around her long legs, saying with emotion, "Hey, sometimes I feel bored when I think about it. Everything can be done. Can we do it in the future
In my long life, will I continue to be bored like this?"
Jing Mufeng said, "Why are you talking about boredom every day?"
Jiang Chengluo said, "But she didn't drink a drop of wine, and we almost vomited."
Ye Weiqin glanced at Jiang Chengluo and said, "Do you dare not be so stingy? I just let you drink some wine, okay, I will make up for it now."
He rang the bell and called the waiter in. Ye Weiqin ordered the best foreign wine in English.
Bai Zihan said, "It's boring to drink foreign wine, so we can also give us three dozen beer."
Ye Weiqin took a cushion and hit Bai Zihan, and then said, "Go to be your dream of spring and autumn. Can Mu Feng like you?"
Bai Zihan grabbed the cushion with a sensible movement and said with a smile, "I know, Xiaofeng likes Qinglao, right?"
The person sitting next to Bai Zihan was Fu Qing's arm. He hit Fu Qing's arm with his elbow. Fu Qing's arm was fiddling with the Swiss army knife he carried with him. He heard this, he just said carelessly, "Small."
Gossip.”
As everyone was kidding, four waiters walked in. They put all kinds of precious foreign wines ordered by Ye Weiqin on their tray. The last waiter put down a huge exquisite fruit plate and said, "Several, this is our boss."
All the instructions are freshest, please use it slowly.”
Another waiter put down a large bucket of sour plum soup from ice pillows, and said that it was taken by Guan Yaohui.
After the waiter left, Bai Zihan said, "Who is that Guan Yaohui?"
At such a young age, he can become the boss behind Bingyan, either a rich generation or a strong background.
This is in Taiwan, and the person who asked was naturally Ye Weiqin. Ye Weiqin, "The Guan family in Taiwan is very famous, but I have never heard of Yaohui, I don't know."
Jiang Chengluo said, "Looking at how he touched Xiao Feng, he was so fucking angry. So what does this little thing mean? We are like people who can't afford to eat fruits or people who can't afford to drink sour plum soup?
”
Jing Mufeng didn't want to affect everyone's mood. She smiled and said, "How big a thing, don't be angry, I also want to drink sour plum soup. You have drunk so much wine in the first game, so I also drink some sour plum soup.
Wake up and sober up.”
After saying that, Jing Mufeng personally poured everyone a cup of sour plum soup.
Ye Weiqin took a sip first, then nodded, and said, "It's delicious, don't believe it, please try it."
Jiang Chengluo said with contempt, "Looking at your unpromising look, have you never drunk sour plum soup?"
Ye Weiqin took another sip and said, "Hurry up and try it and tell me if I have never seen the world!"
Seeing Ye Weiqin's face full of confidence, Jiang Chengluo picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip in half belief and half doubt, his eyes changed slightly, and he then took another big sip, and then he didn't say anything.
Seeing this, Bai Zihan also took a sip and couldn't help but say, "Mu Ke, Qing Ku, try it, it's really good."
Jing Muke said, "Tsk tsk, I bought you all a cup of sour plum soup. I don't know who just swears."
Bai Zihan coughed, then turned his head to Ye Weiqin and said, "Go away, go and order songs with Xiaofeng, let's play cards."
When a few people got together, they were used to girls singing and boys playing cards. None of them bet on cards with Ye Weiqin because they knew it was impossible to win.
Ye Weiqin quickly ordered a song, and the music sounded, accompanied by her nice voice, "Even if the enthusiasm is extinguished, the night of breaking up is important. Sweet words and lies and laughter, give me a little, don't lack it, and the topic is over.
It doesn't matter, kiss me until the late night of Xiao Sha. The bustling city is shining with lights. However, there is no dawn for you. Red eyes look at this lonely city with faint smiles, like a bitter smile, the whole city is for me,
The flowers are full of ruthlessness, the prosperous era, and the breakup scene. According to legend, the infatuated tears will fade, the neon lights will fade, the world will fade, the fireworks will fade, and the music will stop, making the story end more beautiful."
Xu Meijing's beauty is Ye Weiqin's favorite song and one of the must-order songs in nightclubs. Her voice sounds nice and it is very interesting to sing this song.
After the first paragraph was finished, Jiang Chengluo, who was playing cards, looked up and said, "Do you dare to sing a passionate and generous song? I am so uncomfortable that I didn't catch this card well."
Ye Weiqin pressed the microphone and replied, "You can't catch a rabbit or a hunting dog at all. You have to blame yourself for your own ideas?"
Jiang Chengluo didn't have a microphone, so he could only pull his neck and said, "You sing this song when you go to the nightclub. Are you annoyed? I'm so annoyed. You should change another song quickly. Last time you didn't like my car.
I'm rewarding you with the keychain!"
Jiang Chengluo's car keychain is a limited edition model for Dior Bear this season. Ye Weiqin didn't buy it in Taiwan. As Jiang Chengluo happened to meet Dior's chief designer in Paris, and got one directly. She liked it so much.
He was fresh a while ago and refused to give it to her, so this time he gave in.
Looking at the microphone, Ye Weiqin said, "Do what you say!"
Jiang Chengluo took out the car key directly from his pants bag and turned it over to Ye Weiqin. Ye Weiqin grabbed it. On the key of Ferrari's sports car, there was a bear with various gems inlaid. Ye Weiqin took the keychain without saying a word.
Go down and throw the key back to Jiang Chengluo.
"Xiaofeng, cut the song."
Jiang Chengluo took back the car keys and said to Jing Mufeng who was singing.
Jing Mufeng said oh, then picked up the cup at hand and took a sip of sour plum soup.
Bai Zihan and Jiang Chengluo were both drinking, and while drinking, he muttered, "Their sour plum soup is OK. I don't know what recipe, otherwise I'll go back to Hong Kong to drink..."