As soon as you entered the bar, the turbid and noisy air hit your face. The laughter of men and women intertwined in this orchid bar, which was very lively.
But at this time, Qin Hao was not in the mood to play around. He just ordered a few bottles of the strongest vodka and whiskey, then huddled in a deserted corner, pouring big gulps into his mouth.
Regular customers who often come to Youlan Bar will know that there is a unique scenery here, that is a woman, an elegant and charming young woman with a gauzy face.
She would sit in a corner of the bar almost every day, looking quietly at the door, as if she had been waiting for something. Her eyes were soft but indifferent, making people unconsciously attracted to her, as if she had a kind of magic.
The main reason why Orchid Bar stands out on the bar street is because of this woman. It is no exaggeration to say that even without seeing the woman's specific appearance, based on her eyes and her temperament, half of all the guests come here every day just to take a look at her.
It's not that no one wanted to strike up a conversation with her. However, the noble and seductive temperament that the young woman inadvertently revealed was intimidating. Those who were a little bolder and had some determination would not dare to take another step when they saw the fair-skinned young man behind the woman who was playing with a sharp dagger and showing off his fangs with a silly smile.
Over time, it became a forbidden area, a forbidden area where no one dared to set foot.
Therefore, everyone began to speculate on the woman's identity. People who were a little more attentive found that the woman never seemed to pay the bill at the bar, nor did she leave her seat. The drinks were delivered by the bartender himself. Even if the bar was closed, she would not leave. However, the next day, she came again But he was the first person to appear in his seat.
People began to wonder if this woman was the owner of the bar, so Youlan became the woman's codename.
However, in the past two days, the woman has become different from before. She still has a white veil covering most of her face. She is still in the same position as before. She is still tasting a cocktail so elegantly and beautifully, but her eyes are no longer expecting, and there is a hint of difference in her softness. He was so excited that he no longer looked at the gate.
Under the dim light, the bartender swayed gently, mixing a colorful cocktail extremely elegantly; the flashing neon lights attracted one after another hungry souls who needed comfort, and the mixed air It was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the music was turned up to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears. Both men and women were twisting their waists and hips crazily on the dance floor. Women dressed in coquettish clothes were laughing and playing among the men, using frivolous expressions. The language teases those men who can't control themselves.
There was only a lonely figure, drinking glass after glass without any image.
At this moment, there seemed to be only this lonely figure in Youlan's eyes.
"You said, Miss Youlan has been sitting here looking outside, is she waiting for someone? I always feel that her eyes tell me that she is waiting for a man." There is nothing to do, how many men are there? After finishing the cup of soup, the discussion started again.
"Fuck your mother! Miss Youlan is a goddess-like existence in my heart. She is the perfect candidate for the lover of my dreams. How can there be a man!"
"Tch, you kid, don't be upset here. You are already an adult, and your children are in elementary school, and they still look like a youngster. But to be fair, I think she is waiting for someone. Do you still remember what happened before? ? Miss Youlan has taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with a man several times, and it only lasted a few words, and then she returned to her seat in disappointment. Why was she not waiting for the man
There's just one weird thing. The men Miss Youlan chats with don't seem to be particularly handsome. Instead, they have a decadent and slovenly temperament. I don't want to believe that Miss Youlan's man would be such a thing. If true, everyone here is probably much stronger than that man. "
"That's true. If you didn't mention it, I almost forgot about it. Because of this incident, there was a trend of decadent styling in the bar. At that time, all the hungry wolves were wearing rags. They are like beggars, but unfortunately none of them can catch the eye of Miss Youlan, and they will forget about it over time... Hey, look, who does Miss Youlan look at? Oh my god, she has stood up, has she found another candidate? ?”
Not only these gossip men, when Youlan moved, almost all the male eyes in the bar were attracted at this moment, and they all moved to the corner.
I saw Orchid with a smile on her face, moving lightly like lotus steps, her movements are as delicate as water, fluttering like a butterfly, wearing a green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass, wearing a thin veil of green water, shoulders as if cut into The waist is as smooth as a plain piece, and the muscles are as thick as fat and the air is as blue as blue. Charming, boneless and gorgeous.
She elegantly walked up to a man and sat down gently. Her movements gave people a very comfortable and provocative feeling. Looking at the man in front of her who was absent-mindedly drinking heavily, she slowly said: "This little brother, can you please Can I have a drink?”
Qin Hao raised his head, glanced at the beautiful young woman who suddenly appeared, and shook his head: "I'm not in the mood, and I don't have the money. If you want to drink, just ask for it, or you can buy me a drink. I don't mind. Anyway, please don't disturb my drinking! "
puff!
Many men in the bar almost spit out blood...
Where did this drunkard come from? Wearing a tattered robe, he looks like a beggar. To be favored by Miss Youlan or take another look at him with this image is a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes. But I didn't expect that this guy is not even willing to pay that little money. , and Miss Youlan invited him, and his attitude was so bad. What do you mean by not disturbing your drinking? Is Miss Youlan worse than a bottle of wine in your hand
Youlan was also slightly startled, but she smiled again in an instant. Not only did she not feel any unhappiness, she was even happier and waved to her subordinates behind her.
Then a man dressed as a bodyguard in a black suit brought several bottles of wine from the bar, all of which were extremely high-alcohol vodka and whiskey.
Youlan opened the wine bottle and poured a glass for Qin Hao herself: "My name is Youlan. I would like to ask, can you tell me your name?"
"Sister, you are a good person. You are willing to treat me to a drink." Qin Hao drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp: "So, I don't want to give you a false name to fool you. My name is Qin Hao."
Youlan smiled sweetly and greeted Qin Hao again: "Since you call me sister, how about I call you Xiaohao? I think you seem to be in a bad mood. Have you encountered something troublesome?"
"It doesn't really count. I just saw an old friend today and remembered some unhappy past events..."
The two of them chatted wordlessly. Qin Hao did not specifically refuse the beautiful young woman who suddenly appeared. Anyway, in the mess between men and women, it is the woman who suffers after all. He is now poor and has nothing worth using.
Furthermore, looking at the way this woman came here to strike up a conversation, it didn’t look like she was having a playful attitude. He was not blind either. He could naturally tell that this woman was trying to regain her status and identity in the eyes of men, and was definitely not an ordinary man. You can get close to get your hands dirty.
It seemed that I was very lucky. I just went to a bar to get drunk and let off steam, and I unexpectedly met such an amorous encounter and won the favor of such a wonderful young woman. It's a pity that I can only look at it but not touch it, which is a kind of torture. (To be continued)