Beng Tie, I really didn't want to absorb the dragon vein of the immortal boat

"Dear, do you mean dress up as a chicken wing girl? ...See~~?"

In full view of everyone, Hua Huo's skirt swayed and her twin ponytails swayed, like a kaleidoscope with flashing lights. The petite and lovely female ghost turned into a pretty silver-haired Tianhuan girl named Robin.

"Isn't it perfect? ​​... Darling, can you touch it? It's the real deal!"

"..."

Huahuo (in the form of a robin) placed one of her snow-white, tender feet with bare soles on Lin Jinghe's thigh, just above Qingque's jade feet.

Not only that, the girl was also particularly restless. Although she had a beautiful and quiet face like a robin, she made a vulgar and seductive smile, stuck out half of her small lilac tongue, licked her lips, making her already moist lips even more attractive.

"Honey~~Would you like to try the chicken wings girl?"

"Don't go too far, we are still in someone else's store."

"Eh?"

Hanabi looked at Shuong behind the bar in surprise. She blinked and looked at the blonde sister who was silently mixing drinks.

Both of their smiles seemed a little awkward.

I forgot, this is Shu Weng’s bar?

There were no guests at all. I thought it was a room in a hotel.

Hanabi apologized very "embarrassedly".

Shu Weng: "..."

Sometimes it’s quite helpless to open a shop alone. It seems like my bar has become someone else’s territory?

However, there were almost no customers after the Dream Theater left.

For Shu Weng.

It is a pleasant surprise to make so many friends who get along well with me.

...Although the specific process is a bit strange.

Watching the loving appearance of the newlyweds, Shu Weng was silently mixing cocktails or wiping wine glasses behind the bar. Huahuo or Xing, who was wearing a bartender's uniform, would occasionally come over to whisper.

Sister Shu Weng, do you want to join us?

What to join!

Mr. Shu said he didn't understand, he didn't understand at all.

"... Jinghe?"

At this time, Shu Weng came back to his senses, raised his eyes from the goblet that she had wiped hundreds of times, and saw the handsome black-haired boy standing up.

Lin Jinghe carefully and gently put down the jade feet of the bluebird and the robin. Xing looked up at her in surprise.

Shu Weng pursed his lips, "...are you leaving? So early today?"

Xing nodded immediately, "Jinghe, I also want to see the dream script of Sister Ji Zi that you mentioned..."

"My... dream script?"

Ji Zi took a sip of coffee and raised her gorgeous eyes with some surprise. In the dim bar, her golden pupils seemed to have faint lights condensing inside, reflecting bright colors.

Xing touched his hair and said, "It is said that Sister Jizi did not become a scientist, nor did she encounter the Star Train..."

"Oh?"

Ji Zi blinked, seeming to be curious.

I often go to the bar these days, not only because I was strongly invited by March 7, but there are many other reasons.

Although it’s not nice to say this to Walter…

But staying in Lin Jinghe is really much more interesting than being with Walter or on the train.

"That story is a very tragic one..."

Lin Jinghe shook his head and said, "Maybe it's even more tragic than the story of 'General Qingque' just now... Let's talk about it later."

"Let's talk about it later?"

"When will that take place?"

Xing asked persistently, "Jinghe, I want to see~~"

"...Well, I have a script here about you being a star core hunter before you were 'born'. It also tells why you like to rummage through trash cans. Do you want to read it?"

"want!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jinghe reached out and patted Xing's head, ruffling the girl's silky gray hair. When the girl asked in confusion, "What are you doing?", Lin Jinghe stretched out his finger and tapped her forehead.

"Next time, Xing."

"?"

"Ms. Himeko's script... you should ask her opinion first. Now, we have to go pick up the people."

"Pick someone up?"

Xing blinked blankly, and followed Lin Jinghe out of the Jingmeng Bar without knowing why.

Who else is there at this juncture?

Most of the beautiful girls that Jinghe knows are here, right?

"..."

As soon as Lin Jinghe left, the originally bustling Jingmeng Bar suddenly became deserted, and the dim light slowly spread in the bar.

Ji Zi was still sitting at the bar, ordering a slightly tipsy drink and occasionally chatting with Shu Weng.

The bridge between the two older sisters may just be Lin Jinghe.

Missing him and his wives.

There were only "guests" of the Dream Theater in the bar, who were either noisy, laughing, or occasionally arguing. The clock on the Tin Man's chest was ticking, and was constantly being turned back and forth by his fingers, making a crisp alarm sound.

The louder the alarm.

The bar is quieter.

Shu Weng sat down behind the bar, shaking his wine glass and taking a sip of the drink himself. The blond and blue-eyed lady raised her eyes and looked at the red-haired beauty opposite her through the clear wine in the glass.

"Speaking of which...what kind of person is Lin Jinghe?"

"Jinghe?"

"Yes... Although he is always approachable and seems to treat himself as just an ordinary customer who casually strolls around and comes in, I always feel that he has more aura than the head of the Iris family... well, more aura."

"Hehe... maybe."

Jizi smiled slightly, and there was a glimmer in her eyes.

……

Dreams, Pinocchio, golden moments.

The crowds are bustling, the traffic is heavy, the pinball machines shoot out trajectories like shooting stars, and on the lively streets, people are either living a life of debauchery or dreamers who seem to be drunk on Suleda, pushing the people who come after them as they stroll through the streets step by step.

A lady with dyed blonde hair suddenly stopped and looked towards the shop beside her as if she had noticed something.

"Sister?...Don't run around. Jinghe and the others can't find us."

"Lingbao, that store..."

"what?"

Lingke and Pera looked at him in confusion.

A salesperson seemed a little tired, but when he heard the noise, he still came forward to say hello.

"…Hello, my name is Kokona. How can I help you?"

Chapter 21: Xing: I can't win at all? I don't understand

“…So it’s a luxury store?”

Xiluwa nodded slightly, somewhat understanding.

Pinoconi's dream was as brilliant as neon lights. Beloberg could not see such a magnificent scene, but the store manager, Kokona, in front of him gave Shiluva a sense of déjà vu.

"..."

"This distinguished guest? ...Is there anything you are concerned about?"

Kokona seemed confused as she looked at the beautiful and well-dressed Shiluva in front of her.

There were two petite girls beside her, one wearing a cute cat-ear hat and the other wearing big round-frame glasses.

It seems that he is not a local of Pinocchio, and his dressing style is something I have never seen before. Is he a dreamer who is visiting Pinocchio for the first time?

To be honest, she was a little dazzled by Shiluwa's long, dyed golden hair and sexy, belly-revealing black silk miniskirt.

Very... rock?

The most important thing is that Shiluwa is confident and generous, her blue eyes are very bright, and there seems to be a faint smile at the corners of her lips.

The exact opposite of Kokona's smile.

——The latter is a polite fake smile trained over the years.

A little more is flattery, a little less is indifference.

"guest?"

"……nothing."

Sylva shook her head.

Although Shiluwa appears to be a carefree big sister, she is actually very delicate inside.

She was keenly aware of Kokona's voice: clear and bright.

That should be the singer's voice.

It has good penetration and is quite recognizable, but it carries a hint of... very obvious fatigue.

It couldn't be hidden under that disguised delicate smile.

She even stood unsteadily, as if she was about to fall and faint at any time.

They all look a bit like the miners in the lower level of Beloberg...

"..."

"elder sister?"

Golden moment.

The huge clock face in front of the Daydream Hotel is always frozen at midnight. Day and night are connected, and the fountain of Suleda keeps running day and night, as if it can keep this absurd dream going forever... forever.

It seemed as if strange vehicles on wheels were shuttling through the streets, and marbles were flying over the rooftops, emitting spots of light that looked like Suleda foam.

Lingke stopped, and Pera's eyes moved slightly, watching the cute girl with cat-ear hat raising her cheek. Her fluffy golden hair reflected a hazy halo under the brilliant light of a beautiful dream, which was very beautiful.

The girl's eyelashes were also golden, embellished with clear and bright blue pupils, but her expression was dull and a little regretful.

——No, maybe that’s a plus point.

Many people on the street would look at her sideways, and if it was during the gilding period, there would surely be scouts who would come up to her with eyes wide open and excitedly strike up a conversation.

The cuteness without any dead angles, the blonde and blue-eyed image, and they are even sisters...

"There are so many people here... Sister, shall we go find Jinghe first?"

"Um……"

Xiluwa nodded slightly, seemingly lacking interest.

Even when I just fell asleep, I was excited about all the colorful things on the street, and even wanted to have an open-air concert.

"Sister, do you care about that clerk?"