The lights flashed, making the nightclub a bit psychedelic, as if entering a colorful world.
A crystal wine glass filled with orange-red flaming wine was placed on the bar, reflecting the light, and looked extremely attractive.
"My name is Linglong, what's yours?" Linglong picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Jiang Yue." Jiang Yue smiled slightly and did not hide it. Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, feeling the pleasure of the burning flame entering his throat. It felt wonderful. People who like to drink strong liquor like to use this
A way to finish the glass of wine.
Linglong's eyes widened and she looked at Jiang Yue with a look of curiosity in her eyes.
"Here's a drink." Jiang Yue ignored Linglong's gaze and snapped his fingers at the bartender. In fact, Jiang Yue hadn't drank like this for a long time. He remembered that the last time was when he was in the United States.
I drank Armani once. Since then, I have been drinking red wine most of the time. When I think about it now, I still miss it very much. Although the red wine tastes okay and looks very gentlemanly, Jiang Yue feels that it is too little.
It's a bit of a man's boldness.
"You actually have the same name as my idol, but I think you must not be as handsome as him!" Linglong looked at Jiang Yue for a while, then snorted softly, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with Jiang Yue's appearance, which was different from her ideal.
Too same.
"Your idol?" Jiang Yue was startled. He didn't expect that the girl would say such a sentence. It seemed that his image made the girl named Linglong a little disappointed. So he asked with a dumb smile, "Then
Tell me what your idol is."
The bartender placed another glass of Lieyan on the table. After Jiang Yue picked it up, he just took a sip and let the taste of the wine swirl in his mouth. He did not drink it all, but savored the taste.
"Of course he is tall and handsome. He looks very chic and graceful, but he also looks very imposing and makes people feel oppressive. He has sharp angles and his eyes always have a very determined look. In short, he looks cool.
His appearance is definitely not like yours, just ordinary. Not only does he have no grace, but he also seems to have no momentum!" Linglong raised her delicate little face, blinking her big eyes, full of fantasy.
After listening to this, Jiang Yue almost spit out the wine he just drank. What does it mean to look cool but have momentum? What does it mean to be graceful but always have a determined look in his eyes. And water chestnuts, what does that mean? But
Jiang Yue did not interrupt Linglong's fantasy. Of course, he did not want to destroy the image of the idol in the girl's dream. So, he just smiled and said nothing.
But even so, Linglong still refused to let Jiang Yue go and asked, "Why are you laughing? Are you still not convinced?"
"I'm convinced. I'm convinced, orally, and I'll give you admiration. Is that okay?" Jiang Yue laughed non-stop. Anyway, the girl was complaining about herself. There was no need for him to be in trouble with him. Could it be said that he could still do it on his own?
Compare yourself? Then just go back and look in the mirror. Why argue with the girl.
"That's pretty much it." After hearing Jiang Yue's answer, Linglong nodded with satisfaction and showed a smile. Then she followed Jiang Yue's example and snapped her fingers at the bartender, "Two more glasses of flames!"
As he said that, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, looking a bit heroic.
However, her reddish face still betrayed her ability to drink. But the fact that she could drink a glass of Fiery Flames in one gulp also showed that she had a good ability to drink. Otherwise, some people would not be able to swallow such a strong drink in their mouths. Even if
I swallowed it forcefully and felt a lot of discomfort.