my world, you can't

Chapter 16

In the afternoon, because the bar district has not yet opened, it is relatively quiet now.

Tang Wanjun took him to the bar under his family's name sooner or later. The service staff in the bar saw the second young master coming, and hurried forward to greet him.

Before they could make a sound, Mr. Tang Wan stopped them and told them to shut up, and then sat down at the bar with Chi Chi Zao.

Sooner or later, I looked left and right, this kind of place is not very bright, unlike a restaurant, she has never been there.

"It's still early, and you'll know how different the women here are from you!" Tang Wanjun said, and turned to look at the bartender at the bar, "Shaoyun, mix two glasses of Ocean Blue."

Considering that she is still young sooner or later, Ocean Blue is the most suitable for her.

The bartender named Shaoyun nodded and began to mix drinks.

Sooner or later, he stared at him helplessly. His movements were so fast that he threw the wine bottle back and forth without touching the ground. She found it novel and could not take her eyes off her.

In addition, the bartender is quite handsome, sooner or later he will be mesmerized by watching, she doesn't know when Tang Wanjun left her.

Sooner or later, he lay down in front of the bar, stared obsessively at the bartender and asked, "Are you a juggler?"

The bartender grinned, "Girl, I'm just kidding, I just know this skill."

"You act beautifully."

The bartender laughed again. Seeing that sooner or later he was wearing a school uniform, he asked her, "How old are you? Aren't you afraid that coming to this kind of place will affect your studies?"

Sooner or later, he shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "This is my first time here, and I just want to see what the women here look like."

"You want to learn from them?" the bartender asked.

Sooner or later, he raised his eyebrows, "Do men like the women here?"

The bartender had a lot of meaning, "People who are not rich like it, but those who are rich, just treat the women here as playthings, and they are also objects to vent their anger on. Little girl, you can't be the second son's girlfriend, right?"

Sooner or later, he pursed his lips, "Is the second son you are talking about Tang Wanjun?"

The bartender nods.

Sooner or later, he looked disgusted, "No, I don't like him, the man I like is more capable than him!"

However, these words, by coincidence, were heard by Mr. Tang who came back.

The bartender looked nervous, wow, this little girl really has extraordinary eyesight, their second son is a famous handsome man here, women come here every day just for him, this little girl actually said that she They look down on the second son of their family.

Coincidentally, the second son also heard this, and the bartender thought that this little girl was finished.

"Sooner or later, don't talk so much!" Mr. Tang Wan came and sat at the bar, picked up the glass, and drank the wine that the bartender had just mixed.

Sooner or later, she will hold her head high and proud, like a proud princess, "I'm telling the truth."

"Hehe, the truth?" Mr. Tang Wan sneered, staring at Chi Chi Chi, his phoenix eyes narrowed, "One day, you will know how wrong you are to say this!"

"cut!"

Sooner or later, he dismissed it, picked up the glass, and took a sip. The taste was a bit strange, but it was still quite good.

As dusk approaches, the number of people in the bar gradually increases, and the deafening music is also played. Sooner or later, Mr. Tang Wan arranges to sit in a small box in the corner, and let her take a good look at how the women here are different from her. .

In the beginning, sooner or later it was full of expectations.

But in the end, she was dumbfounded.

There are too many people in the bar, handsome men and beautiful women are entangled on the dance floor, and the group of demons are dancing wildly, so crazy.

All of them were tall, with bare chests and backs, and the women were even more reserved, grabbing any man and kissing them randomly.

The men cooperated enthusiastically.

Sooner or later, seeing that obscene scene, one's blood boils and one feels restless.

(End of this chapter)