The woman did not give up.
She is the queen of this night scene, and the men rush to her, and no man has ever refused her active invitation.
She didn't believe that, the man in front of him, no matter how cold and cool, wouldn't he be interested in women?
Unless, he likes men.
But if he likes men, why not go to the **** bar?
So, she twisted her waist to the extreme and put it on again.
"Sir, are you shy?"
The charming voice bypassed Rong Jinghui's ears.
He turned his head, the figure of the woman in his pupils overlapped with another woman's appearance inexplicably.
The disgust in his eyes grew stronger...
Forcibly resisting the urge to pinch the opponent's neck, he spit out two words: "Devil!"
The woman's face changed, and she finally put away her attractive appearance.
Under the colorful lights, her complexion was pale.
Whoever comes to this kind of occasion is not here to have fun?
Who would say this to a woman who took the initiative to post it.
The woman backed away with a dark face, her heart undulating, obviously in extreme anger.
She took out her cell phone and dialed a number: "Hey, where are you? I was bullied!"
She looked at Rong Jinghui's back bitterly, "A man invited me to play, and I refused him, so he scolded me! Come over and help me teach him!"
...
Rong Jinghui turned a blind eye to women's actions.
In other words, he never paid attention to what women did.
"You go quickly." The bartender lowered his voice and said to Rong Jinghui, "That woman is not easy, she has a backstage. Offended her is not good."
Rong Jinghui took a look.
He didn't answer a word from the bartender, just drank the wine in the glass.
It's a coincidence that people who offend him never have good fruit.
Before long, several tall men came to the bar and surrounded Rong Jinghui.
"That's him?" The headed man, with tattoos all over his arms, pointed to Rong Jinghui and asked the woman.
"It's him!"
Rong Jinghui's still calm and relaxed appearance angered the woman even more.
She expects him to beg her for mercy, apologize to her, and beg her forgiveness and show her courtesy.
But it is a pity that Rong Jinghui didn't do what she wanted, still drinking wine without anyone else.
"Brother!" The tattooed man patted Rong Jinghui on the shoulder, "Shall we talk?"
Rong Jinghui glanced at the corner of his eye and did not answer.
Just this kind of stuff?
Qualified to talk to him?
"Very arrogant?" The tattooed man grinned, "This face looks as handsome as a lady. I heard that you molested our sister. You are brave enough. Do you know who she is?"
Rong Jinghui finished his last sip of wine and finally spoke.
It was just to the bartender.
"Bring me another bottle."
The bartender shook his head.
This young man has been drinking here tonight, even ignoring the woman who strikes up. It is obvious that he has encountered a low point in his life.
But when I met that woman, I had to use this trick if I didn't get it.
He sighed, and still brought out a bottle of wine for Rong Jinghui.
However, when the wine was about to be delivered to Rong Jinghui's hand, it was intercepted by the tattooed man.
The tattooed man held down the wine bottle.
"Wait, your kid still wants to drink? I think you want to drink urine, right?"
The tattooed man said this, one is to humiliate Rong Jinghui, and the other is to frighten him.
Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, Rong Jinghui, who was still quiet and picturesque, suddenly shot like lightning, swiftly like a sober cheetah.