Although Conglu Bar is an upscale bar, it doesn't take the elegance of the petty bourgeoisie.
The music inside is loud.
Nianyuan came to this place for the first time, and it was both novel and exciting.
She has no experience, holding a wine menu, choosing fruit plates and snacks, and preparing to order a drink, a man sat next to her.
The man is twenty-five and six-year-old.
The long person looks like a dog, with his head resembling a stabbed chicken coop, and his messy hair flutters in the wind. It's as non-mainstream as it is non-mainstream.
"Don't order milk."
Nianyuan flipped through the menu and said, "?"
The non-mainstream leaned his head on the table, looked at her without restraint, and smiled softly for a while, "Kid, how old are you for the first time?"
Nianyuan didn't like this unbridled look.
She leaned back, ordered a glass of juice, and lied, "Seventy-eight."
I heard Nian Yuan say that she was seventy-eight years old.
The non-mainstream display froze for half a second, then smiled clearly, knowing that she didn't want to talk to herself.
However, the non-mainstream people don't care about Nianyuan's indifference, and introduce himself solemnly, "Then I am younger than you, I am twenty-six."
He is chattering, his mouth is quite broken.
From sitting next to Nianyuan, more than half an hour has passed, and I haven't stopped talking.
He sighed to her while sending WeChat with her mobile phone.
"This man, it's exactly the same as typing, input, output, input and output..."
Non-mainstream cars drove so fast that Nianyuan could hardly listen.
What is even more unbearable is that.
While the non-mainstream is nagging, no less than five people have come over and want to invite her to drink.
Although Nianyuan has already put on makeup.
The youthful youth was mostly covered by makeup, not as stunning as before, but still beautiful.
Not to mention.
The strange feeling between maturity and childishness is even more noticeable in this ambiguous gay bar.
Although Nianyuan didn't realize it.
But because of Zhao Qianming, she has always been sensitive to the sight of men.
She was very uncomfortable, raised her head and tilted her neck, her eyes fluttered in the air inadvertently.
Just this one.
Hey, he actually caught up with Seven or Eight who secretly looked at her.
The gazes cast by those people, Nianyuan clearly understood that they wanted to gay her.
Although she was slandered by the marketing account on the Internet as "The King of Cannons".
But in fact, it's so pure.
Being stared at by everyone, a little restless, I can't wait to find a hole to get in.
At the same time thinking in my heart.
Why did I work hard and want to conduct a private investigation.
Shouldn't be here!
Another man stood beside Nianyuan and said that he would invite her to drink.
Nianyuan looked cold.
Just about to start formulating a refusal, the non-mainstream grieving woman who was drinking and drinking next to him said with a face, "Heh, this time I invite you to drink, and next time I invite you to drink—"
Nianyuan had jumped repeatedly on the verge of collapse.
She was about to collapse, speechless: "... Can you shut up and stop talking?"
"You are fierce to me!" The non-mainstream blinked quietly, and the wolf cried out, "Man, there is no good thing!"
Nianyuan: "Ahhh!!!"
She really shouldn't be here!
Nianyuan glanced at the time, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening.
She really couldn't sit with the non-mainstreamer, just got up to change the table, the non-mainstreamer called her.
He patted his chest very righteously, with a heart-wrenching expression.
"Children, if we have fate in the future, you will call me Brother Ji. Although Brother Ji is not good at character, he still sprinkles water for you."
Nian Yuan: "..."
She answered, and when she looked up, she saw two familiar faces not far away.
It is Yang Feng and Yan Jianwei.
Nianyuan stood up and walked over.