He pointed to the wine in Yan Qiaoyu's Cup: "at least you know the name of your wine is fancy. It's actually no degree. It's no different from drinking drinks."

Yan Qiaoyu drooped his eyes: "your experience refers to this?"

"I also know that the dried radish in this bar is delicious. The sweet cone in the bar next door is the largest. There is a girl who dances the best pole dance..."

He said a lot in one breath. At last, Yan Qiaoyu raised his cup and pestled him in his mouth: "drink your wine!"

Huo Feng killed the wine, and when he wanted to go on, he was stuffed with a mouthful of dried fruit

Then Huo Feng was confused: "why don't you let me say?"

"I don't like listening." Yan Qiaoyu raised his eyebrows: "no?"

"Line, line, line." Huo Feng nodded hurriedly, "you are a little ancestor."

Yan Qiaoyu smiled and continued to drink his wine slowly.

Soon, the bar began to perform on the stage. The women's group danced and pole danced. The girls threw their eyes under the stage. A crowd of men whistled and clapped one after another.

Huo Feng also whistled twice with the crowd, and then Yan Qiaoyu stuffed a mouthful of dried fruit

They are like ordinary customers who come out to have fun. No one pays special attention, but there are still a pair of eyes staring at their every move in the dark.

Mou Guang mercilessly narrowed, then took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Shanqiao road one star bar, come on! Find more people! The kind you can play!"

Hung up the phone, the man's mouth overflowed with an evil smile.

Yan Qiaoyu, wait.

Today I'll let you taste the power of fist!

……

Hot dance wave after wave, Yan Qiaoyu looked at the visual fatigue. After drinking the last cocktail, his chin was slightly raised: "let's go."

In the noisy music, Huo Feng didn't hear his words and couldn't successfully interpret his lips. He naturally leaned his ear over: "what?"

Yan Qiaoyu put his arms on the table, tilted his head slightly forward, and whispered, "I said, let's go!"

When he spoke, the thin breath scattered on Huo Feng's ear tips, making his ears red in an instant. He stimulated his spirit, hurriedly retreated, and his head was Yan Qiaoyu's eyes as bright as obsidian.

He was hidden in the bright and dark light, but with the noisy music around him, Huo Feng was moved inexplicably.

He subconsciously raised his hand and patted himself in the face.

Straight man! Straight man! Straight man!

He quickly looked back and said, "let's go."

They didn't drink much and didn't reach the point where they needed to help each other. They walked out one after another. Suddenly Huofeng, who was walking in front, was stopped.

A beautiful little girl held up her mobile phone: "little brother, add a wechat!"

Huo Feng's mind was still the beautiful face of Yan Qiaoyu just now. For a time, he had no thinking ability. He only subconsciously took out his mobile phone, but the next second his hand was pressed by Yan Qiaoyu.

The man took a step forward and stood on Huo Feng's side. He stared at the woman in front of him and said, "sorry, it's inconvenient."

The girl's eyes moved to Yan Qiaoyu's face, and a startling color appeared at the bottom of her eyes: "that little brother, you can add it."

In front of the girl, Yan Qiaoyu took Huo Feng's hand lightly, then shook it in front of her with his fingers clasped, and picked his eyebrow: "understand?"

The girl looked shocked: "Oh..."

Then Yan Qiaoyu pulled Huofeng out of the crowd in front of her.

The girl returned to her friend and sighed: "Hey, in this world, why do men rob men with our women! Ah ah ah! But... They are quite a match!"