Dancing youth: mistakenly provoking a black ruffian

Chapter 97 A Coquettish and Elegant Woman
Lan Hao and Nie Hong are frequently approached by the opposite sex, and this place is always different from their hometown.

Everyone has different education, different cultural background, and different insights, so the attitudes they express are naturally different.

Men and women are equal here, as long as they like it, they will take the initiative to hook up.

Regardless of each other, regardless of gender, and regardless of age boundaries.

There are dinosaurs pretending to be beauties, and there are real beauties, some are sexy and hot, and some are arrogant and gorgeous.

Facing the Nth beauty who came forward to seduce, Lan Hao smiled consistently, wickedly and charmingly, and raised his finger, pointing to Nie Hong beside him.

So the hooker shrugged his shoulders very clearly, and walked away without hurting his feelings.

With the crowd behind his back, Nie Hong put his hands on the bar and lowered his head to study the colorful small wine glasses in front of him.

Such a gorgeous color, such an attractive luster, after drinking it, it instantly heats up the whole person.

"Wow, the stamina of this wine... well, it's very powerful." He shook his head, feeling a little dizzy, raised his head, and stared blankly ahead.

The bartender in the bar smiled and said, "This is a good thing, you will like it."

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" After speaking, he hiccupped.

"If you don't drink, I can't get you drunk."

"Well, yes, but the color of this wine is beautiful and fascinating." After drinking one glass, he wanted to drink another.

Lan Hao is more sensible, but at the same time, he is not that fond of wine because of his habit.

However, he is a drinker. He drank more alcohol than Nie Hong, but he was much more sober than Nie Hong.

A person who is not drunk after a thousand glasses of wine naturally has no special feelings about wine.

After drinking two cups, I don't want to drink any more. Instead, I am full of curiosity and interest in those who take the initiative to strike up a conversation.

He found that their opening dialogue was very direct and clear, not sloppy.

People who want to come to Hong Kong believe that time is money, and it may be the same attitude towards love.

"Can I have a glass of wine?" A woman in a work suit twisted her waist and stepped forward, holding a burning cigarette between her slender fingers.

When she was talking, the smoke from her mouth sprayed on Lan Hao's face, lazily, with a mixture of style and smartness.

A coquettish and elegant woman.

Lan Hao doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, perhaps because of the environment in which he grew up.

My father doesn't smoke, and my mother and sister hate the smell of smoke.

So he was forcibly indoctrinated by his mother and sister not to smoke or allowed to smoke.

(End of this chapter)