Holding the wine glass in one hand and supporting his chin with the other hand, the other person seemed to be thinking about some important issue.
Suddenly, Ning Beibei shouted "Hi!" excitedly.
"Uh-" Her mouth was immediately covered by a hand. When Ning Beibei turned her head in confusion, she happened to face Jian Anran's angry face.
"What are you doing!" Leaning next to Ning Beibei's ear, Jian Anran yelled softly.
Ning Beibei looked excited, "Shen Huainan, didn't you add his WeChat account? Why don't we go over to say hello and have a chat?"
As she said this, she was about to rush forward, but her right hand was tightly held by Jian Anran.
Just as he was about to pull Ning Beibei away, the white T-shirt in the deepest part of the bar seemed to notice the movement at the door.
The moment he raised his eyes, his widened eyes immediately returned to their normal color, but his eyes seemed to be filled with an overflowing light.
The other party looked obviously very happy and waved in the direction of the door. Jian Anran looked down at the floor and pretended not to see it, but Ning Beibei waved to him excitedly.
They were in the game room at the door, and Shen Huainan stood up from the bar chair.
Just when Jian Anran lowered her head and tried to hold Ning Beibei's arm, she suddenly felt a warm feeling on her arm.
Looking up, the white shirt was rolled casually on the man's arm.
She glanced at it and saw that the muscle lines under the clothes were strong and obvious, and the blood vessels were vaguely beating under the clear-cut texture.
"Why don't you come in and sit down?" The other party's voice just entered Jian Anran's ears.
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his arm to her and invited her to enter the bustling bar together.
"Why do you suddenly want to come here?" The two of them had just sat down when the numbing voice came to their ears again.
"The surrounding area has only been repaired not long ago. Those who don't know about it probably don't know this place yet."
The meaning of Shen Huainan's words is probably that if you are not a senior gamer, you probably don't know this place.
But looking at their whole bodies, they are dressed more handsomely than the old man walking around, and they are obviously not the kind of sensual people.
"Hey -" the cocktail was served, and Ning Beibei's cheeks began to turn red after taking two sips, "it's not Little Jane..."
"I want to come for a walk!" Not sure what Ning Beibei would say, Jian Anran hurriedly stopped her.
"I wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't expect to end up here." She added without confidence.
Knowing her own drinking capacity, after suffering a loss once, Jian Anran didn't dare to touch the same cocktail as Ning Beibei until now.
But when she turned her head, Ning Beibei's first cup had already reached the bottom, and she even waved to the bartender for a second cup.
Reaching out to hold her cup, Jian Anran first glanced in the direction of Shen Huainan, only to see him gently holding the bottom of the cup, shaking the whiskey in his hand with his head down, staring at the liquid in the cup in a daze.
"Take it easy and don't drink too much." Jian Anran leaned into Ning Beibei's ear and whispered.
Pushing Jian Anran's hand away, Ning Beibei took the cocktail handed over by the bartender, drank another third of it in one breath, and muttered something plausibly.
Jian Anran turned around and said, "I'm sorry, my friend seems to have drunk too much. I'll take her back first."
Just as he was about to get up, he saw Shen Huainan raise his head, glance at Ning Beibei first, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said: "If you can't get a taxi here, I will take you back."
"How can you drive after drinking?" Jian Anran immediately refused, "We should be able to get a taxi if we wait a little longer."
"I..." Shen Huainan looked like he wanted to say something more, but he heard a sudden "dinging" sound at the door, and the bell hanging on the wooden door shook violently.
What came in was a boy wearing a short-sleeved jacket and a basketball uniform. He was tall, slightly dark-skinned, and walked in carrying a huge sports bag.
He first stood at the door, looking around confusedly inside the bar. When his wavering gaze finally settled, he saw the other party's eyes looking straight towards them.
"Shen Huainan!" The boy waved his hand happily and walked quickly towards this side.
Before Shen Huainan could react, the boy grabbed Shen Huainan's neck and said, "You kid, I asked you to wait for me outside, but why did you just sit and drink by yourself? I tell you, if I tell..."
While the boy was talking to himself, Shen Huainan pointed in the direction of Jian Anran and Ning Beibei and gave the boy a signal with his eyes.
When I noticed that there was someone next to me, the other person stopped talking like he was running on a train and turned around to look this way.
When he saw Jian Anran's slippers, the boy frowned at first, but his eyes gradually moved upward, and when he saw Jian Anran's face clearly, he said "Oh——", as if he suddenly realized it.
"So there is a beauty, no wonder." The boy whispered in Shen Huainan's ear, bumping him with his elbow from time to time.
"Then I forgive you. You are finally willing to take advantage of your superior innate conditions. I am very happy."
Ignoring the boy, Shen Huainan curled his lips, then stood up and said to the boy next to him: "Let me introduce you."
"This is Jian Anran from the second construction class."
As soon as Shen Huainan finished speaking, the boy seemed to have encountered a ghost. He was so frightened that his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it for a long time.
"Help! It turns out you are Jian Anran!" The boy shouted, and then he said seriously, "I can't help you, classmate Jian Anran."
Some people didn't understand what the show was about, so Jian Anran hurriedly shook Ning Beibei, who was approaching drowsiness.
Seeing another handsome guy coming, Ning Beibei woke up immediately and stretched out her right hand like a reflex, "Hello, I am Ning Beibei from the second construction class."
The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched out his right hand and shook Ning Beibei's hand politely before sitting down.
Seeing Jian Anran confused, the boy gestured to Shen Huainan, and then he continued: "This is Chu Chen."
Chu Chen?
After quickly searching through all the people she knew in her head, Jian Anran still couldn't remember who Chu Chen was.
But I felt something inexplicably familiar deep down in my heart. It was probably not the first time I heard the name Chu Chen.
"Chu Chen..." Ning Beibei on the side whispered and repeated it in a low voice. After a moment, her eyes widened, as if she had made some shocking discovery.
She anxiously patted Jian Anran, who was still confused, "It's Chu Chen!"
"Chu Chen is the one..." Overcoming her emotions, Ning Beibei's language system began to jam. The key words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything for a long time.