Looking at the way he wanted them to be close to each other, Zhou Chengchi frowned.

"Hey!" "Do you think I'm invisible?!" As Zhou Chengchi spoke, his eyes were fixed on An Bowen. He wanted nothing more than to dig a hole in his face, but it was as if he didn't see him at all.

"Your bar is quite professional, right? Are you a musician?" Huo Lianqing did not take Zhou Junchi's mockery to heart and asked with her big watery eyes.

Zhou Junchi looked at her. This girl was extremely delicate looking, and her temperament was calm and elegant. No matter what she did, it couldn't conceal the radiance on her body. It was no wonder that An Bowen would hide such a precious girl. This kind of girl was indeed tempting.

"I'm not a musician. I just like them. They're just hobbies." Zhou Junchi said with a smile.

"Let's get to know each other. My name is Zhou Junchi. What about you?" As Zhou Junchi spoke, he extended his hand and bowed slightly towards Huo Lianqing.

Umbo laughed softly and then knocked off his hand.

"My name is Huo Lianqing." Huo Lianqing said with a smile.

An Bowen put his arm around Huo Lianqing's shoulders and looked at her gently.

"How do you know each other?" An Bowen had always been curious about Huo Lianqing. He was even more curious about the fact that she actually knew Zhou Chengchi, which was why he asked her this question.

"The last time we met, Director Zhou …"

"That Director Zhou kept pestering her, but when she saw me walk over, she stood up and said I'm his boyfriend. That Director Zhou was so angry that his face turned green!" Zhou Junchi interrupted Huo Lianqing without waiting for her to finish.

"Director Zhou? Why is it him? " An Bowen's expression was a little complicated, as if he was thinking about something. However, it was quickly overshadowed by a smile.

"In a while, can I go up and try?" Huo Lianqing held on to An Bowen's arm and looked at him like a spoiled child with watery eyes.

"If you want to try, then go and try." An Bowen dotingly said with a smile.

Huo Lianqing immediately gave a big smile and stood up.

"Then I'll go."

Huo Lianqing excitedly went on the stage and chatted with the musician who played the guitar for a while before she took the guitar from him.

After trying out the sound, a melodious melody flowed out from between his fingers, accompanied by a soft and charming sound.

"It was all because of that light bulb that suddenly flickered, and so I thought of you. I was afraid that you had not rested yet, and it was all because of the sudden heavy rain. I'm afraid that it's too late to walk with you. Where should I put my heart in this lonely night? After hugging, where should I put my hands, I can never learn to control... Lonely suddenly attacked, where was it? "What method is there to let the two people not separate …"

The lights on the stage illuminated her face, making her look like a beautiful flower blooming slowly. Her slim body pasted together with the guitar, giving her an incongruous beauty. Her eyes were blurred, and her body swayed slightly to the rhythm, as if she was deeply engrossed in something.

"Alright!" Before Huo Lianqing left the stage, Zhou Junchi shouted loudly. The musicians behind him also agreed. Huo Lianqing took off her guitar and handed it back to the musician. Then she stepped off the stage.

"Wah!" You even know how to do this! It's really amazing! " Zhou Chengchi's eyes were shining brightly.

"What other people would find strange about something that you know?" Although he didn't say anything, but from the expression and eyes of the audience just now, one could see the praise and admiration in his eyes. Amongst his many female friends, there was not a single one who knew how to sing while standing on stage. Although it was wild, it had a unique charm to it.

"It's just a casual singing. It's not that good, but it's not that good either. I'm a little unfamiliar with it." Huo Lianqing took a sip of her drink and said with a smile.

"If even singing is so good, then why don't you sing with me in the future? I promise I'll make you red!" An Bowen's sharp eyes swept over them. Zhou Junchi's expression immediately fell, and he had no choice but to surrender.

"Alright, just pretend I didn't say anything. Alright then."

Then, he said to Huo Lianqing.

"If I drag you here, he'll have my bar shut down in three days!" Zhou Junchi's expression was also very exaggerated. Huo Lianqing felt that he looked very comical. He had a decadent aura about him that made people feel that he was different from ordinary people.

"What else do you like to play? Come up later and play until you're done." An Bowen smiled lovingly at Huo Lianqing.

"I know how to play drums …" Huo Lianqing said excitedly.

"You are truly omnipotent! "Hurry up and try it out. Tell us to open our eyes!" Zhou Junchi encouraged them on the side.

Seeing the woman completely immersed in music on the stage, An Bowen was momentarily lost in thought. His gaze was completely focused on Huo Lianqing's face. It was a beautiful, delicate face. How could she display so many expressions, be filled with joy, anger, and sorrow? Just which type did she belong to? What was inside her? Mature, naive, or sad?

The weather at the end of September had already become a little chilly. Huo Lianqing was still feeling a little cold from being embraced by Obo Wen. The sky in the distance was a deep blue, and the colorful neon lights of the city made it seem like the backdrop to a great movie.

"Bring Miss Huo here from now on! "Thanks to Miss Huo, I managed to attract a lot of guests today." Zhou Junchi said with a smile.

"You wish!" An Bowen rolled his eyes at him and then opened the car door for Huo Lianqing. Huo Lianqing turned around and waved towards Zhou Junchi.

"I had a great time today. Thank you for your band and your hospitality."

An Bowen turned the car around, but Huo Lianqing still looked excited. Her cheeks were flushed, as if she had just drunk wine.

"If you're tired, then sleep for a while." An Bowen looked at Huo Lianqing and said gently.

"I'm not tired."

Although she said that, she didn't go too far. Huo Lianqing still leaned her head against the window.

The headlights of the car flashed, blinding Huo Lianqing with the same intensity she had felt in her shallow dreams. Faintly opening his eyes, he felt his body hanging in the air, falling into a warm embrace. An Bowen held her as they walked into the main hall. Aunt Wang was waiting for him to return. When she saw him carrying Huo Lianqing in, she quickly went to her room.

After being gently placed on the bed by An Bowen, Huo Lianqing's mind gradually cleared up a little. She held on to his neck as she asked with a sleepy look on her face.

"What you promised will be done for me."

An Bowen was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was worth Cui He going to school on. He smiled and nodded. Only then did Huo Lianqing let go of Obo Wen and closed her eyes to continue sleeping. An Bowen gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek and helped her pull up the blanket. He walked to the floor lamp and turned it slightly. The dim yellow light instantly spread throughout the room.

Huo Lianqing seemed to be used to the light. Her mouth twitched as she rolled over and fell asleep. Umbo went back to her bedside and sat down. Her silhouette, in the light of the lamp, appeared calm and beautiful. When he thought of her singing and playing the guitar on the stage, he gently caressed her face.

"Where should I place my heart at night?" Her voice was still in his ear when Amboven's phone rang. An Bowen frowned. He was afraid that he would wake Huo Lianqing up, so he quickly walked out of the room.

"Wen, it's me. Can you come over to accompany me?" A delicate yet melancholy girl came over the phone.

"What is it? Are you drunk? I've already rested, so you should get some rest as well. " He impatiently hung up the phone and walked back to his room.

Without switching on the light, he laid down on the bed. The moonlight shone through the curtains onto his face, gently caressing it as if it were a pair of delicate hands. An Bowen picked up the phone, smiled at the number that he had just called, and then touched the delete button. The number disappeared in the blink of an eye.