Hey, let go of that bamboo horse!

Chapter 430 I Can't Let You Go (3)

The man coughed twice in embarrassment, a little dissatisfied with Jian Tong's boredom, and then put his mind on Wen Yu.

Unexpectedly, before his eyes could reach the other party, the other party counterattacked without hesitation with a perfect ladylike smile on his face.

"I remember last time I saw you go shopping with a short and thin boy in the mall, and you even fed him the oden in your hand, with a doting face on your face."

Wen Yu shook his head and clicked his tongue.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly exploded.

"Oh oh oh I didn't expect you to be such Wang Xiaoer!"

"No wonder you never find a girlfriend!"

Even the head teacher who was half drunk patted him on the shoulder, and added earnestly: "Don't worry, no matter what choice you make, the teacher will support you."

The protagonist who Wen Yu brought the topic to him couldn't argue, "That's just my brother..."

"Don't quibble, we all understand!"

"How can you fall in love with different genders! This is true love!"

……

"Ah, ah, ah, Wen Yu, you framed me!"

Change the subject plan, bingo!

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They came here after eleven o'clock in the noon, and did not leave one after another until almost two o'clock.

Everyone had a great time today, and drank a lot of wine. After leaving the store, they walked towards the school in groups.

Some wanted to go shopping after dinner, but the head teacher didn't stop them.

Yeshuo Bar, because it’s not yet the opening time at night, the bar that exudes a seductive light in the dark is now deserted, and the waiters in the bar are nowhere to be seen. The entire bar hall is as quiet as if It's like no one has ever been here.

In the private room on the second floor, Mo Can was sitting inside, with white mist floating out of the cigarette in his hand, as if there was a white barrier between Qi Ziyan and Mo Can who had just entered the door.

Qi Ziyan looked at Mocan's face hazy in the smoke, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He sat down beside him without hesitation, raised his legs, and played with the lighter in his hand with his knuckle fingers.

Qi Ziyan can smoke, but he doesn't always smoke. It is because Mo Can smokes that he carries a lighter with him.

"It's daytime, but it's rare for you to come to Nightshikle during the daytime."

Mo Can glanced at Qi Ziyan who was facing him with a smile in his eyes, and asked indifferently: "Where will I go if I don't come to Yeshuo?"

Qi Ziyan stopped his fingers and shrugged helplessly, "Who knows, maybe he went to the Emperor Ye to have fun."

Yehuang is a nightclub that Mo's father opened when he was young, and now Mo Can is the nominal owner.

They are commonly known as brothels and bustards.

This metaphor is indeed very appropriate.

If Ye Shuo is the place Mocan often visits, then Yehuang is the place Mocan least often visits.

The chemical handmade inferior perfume on Yingying Yanyan there made him feel uncomfortable.

Although nightclubs and bars may appear similar to others, they are actually very different.

Nightclubs are for that kind of thing, bars are for pure fun.

For this point, Mocan manages well.

"Yehuang was recently targeted by the anti-pornography police, and I gave them a holiday."

Mo Can glanced at Qi Ziyan, completely cutting off his small thoughts of gossip.

Qi Ziyan smacked his lips, "You are really a casual boss."

Sensing Mo Can's sharp knife-like gaze, Qi Ziyan just pretended not to see it.

"You're so coquettish in what you're wearing today."

Qi Ziyan changed into a dark purple suit and a very eye-catching pink tie.

(End of this chapter)