A slightly cool voice, very pleasant to hear.
The first thing Yun Hua heard was the voice, and when he turned around, he saw the boy standing beside him, at least half a meter away from him.
The boy was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers. He looked good, but his face looked quite cold.
He was obviously here to strike up a conversation, but the boy didn't even have a smile on his face, his eyes were very light, and he looked careless.
Yun Hua's eyes glanced over the boy, and then swept behind him.
At a table not far behind, there were a dozen or so men and women of the same age sitting, drinking and looking this way, still laughing and booing.
Then look at the boy in front of him who doesn't look like he would take the initiative to strike up a girl. How could Yun Hua, an old aunt with a mental age, not understand this situation
In bars or KTV boxes, or class reunions, the game of truth or dare is really enduring. Even after ten years, it is still a popular party game, let alone now.
Yun Hua was definitely an old aunt in terms of mental age. She was too lazy to know the little kids and didn't feel offended.
How to put it, sometimes, if you can give others a little kindness, you should give others a little kindness.
For example, when others are embarrassed, if you can help with a little effort, then it’s okay to help, because you can imagine that if you are in that embarrassing situation, you should also very much hope that someone can help you a little .
However, that is without violating the principle.
Like now, it's not appropriate for this boy to invite Yun Hua for a drink.
Yun Hua smiled, raised the juice in his hand and shook it, "Sorry, I drink juice."
The boy's eyes moved slightly, and he pursed his lips: "Then can you tell me your phone number?"
Well, Yun Hua now knew that the content of this boy's big adventure was to ask for a phone call.
What a sweet little boy.
Yun Hua didn't want to communicate with him too much, so he asked the bartender for a pen and paper, and wrote him a series of numbers.
The boy didn't seem to have expected Yun Hua to be so straightforward, holding the note, a little dazed.
Yun Hua blinked at him: "Why, isn't your task just to get a phone call? Isn't that enough?"
Song Chao, who was forced to play games, was forced to choose a big adventure, and was forced to ask for a phone number from a strange girl, said with hesitation, "...do you know we are playing games?"
"Obviously."
"… Thanks."
"You're welcome, it's not a real number anyway."
Song:"… "
He glanced at the girl again, feeling somewhat familiar.
However, the other party obviously didn't intend to communicate with him anymore, and Song Chao was not the kind of person who knew each other, so he just went back after completing the task.
…
Kong Muqing had already drunk too much, but fortunately, she wouldn't go crazy when she was drunk, she just couldn't get up when she lay on the bar.
Yun Hua was helpless.
"Mu Qing, let's go home." Yun Hua helped her up while talking.
"I didn't drink too much." Kong Muqing hooked Yun Hua's shoulder and smiled, "I... I have to sing to Candy when I go back. She can't fall asleep unless she hears me sing..."
Tang Mo also came over and helped Yun Hua lift Kong Muqing up.
With her like this, of course Yun Hua couldn't leave her alone in the apartment. Anyway, there are many guest rooms in the villa, so let Kong Muqing live too.
(end of this chapter)