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Qing ‘er reached out and took the glass. She had the urge to drink it all in one go, but the next second, she suddenly realized what she was doing. Drinking to drown his sorrows?
This thought made Qing ‘er shiver. She quickly put down the cup in her hand and turned around calmly, only to find that ah Zhen and Xu Ziyue were still talking and laughing not far away. She did not know what Xu Ziyue was talking about, but the young man raised the cup in his hand, and the smile on his lips was shy and full of joy.
Qing ‘er suddenly felt a wave of anger rush to her head!
Back then, she had spent so much effort to train this kid, and in the end …
In the end, she couldn’t hold back. She picked up the cocktail in her hand and took a big gulp.
The alcohol content of Bloody Mary was a little high, and Qing ‘er’s alcohol tolerance was not good. After taking a sip of the wine, she only felt a wave of heat rushing up to the top of her head, and her eyes were a little hot.
She was stunned for a moment and could only put down the cup silently.
“Hey, you’re unhappy?” The bartender smiled and inched closer to her.
“A little.” Qing ‘er supported her chin with one hand, feeling a little bored. She touched the glass with her fingers and said, ” this wine is well-mixed.
“Of course, I’m the best bartender in the area.”
“Aren’t you a bartender?” Qing ‘er glanced at him.
“The most outstanding bartender in the future.” He smiled and said, ” do you want to try the cocktail I invented? I named it ‘heart-stirring’.
Heart thumping
Qing ‘er felt embarrassed and angry when she heard this, as if the most hidden thoughts in her heart had been exposed. At this moment, a series of banging sounds suddenly rang out.
Qing ‘er turned around and realized that Xu Ziyue was on the stage. She was the one who had tapped the microphone earlier.
“Hey! Little cuties, it’s your time now.” music! she snapped her fingers.
The music started and the lights changed. This was a party in name only. Qing ‘er’s finger tapped on the bar table, but she saw Xu Ziyue come down. Ah Yao smiled and welcomed her, even handing her a glass of wine.
Qing ‘er bit her lower lip.
hey, the party is starting. Let’s go dance. The bartender was a handsome white man. He pointed at Qing ‘er’s back with his eyes. you Chinese are so reserved. Even your parties are so elegant.
Qing ‘er thought that he probably wanted to say that it was boring. Although the music had already started, these young men and women who had just come from China were still embarrassed. Most of them gathered in groups of twos and threes to talk. Even though some were eager to try, they did not move.
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Under the influence of alcohol, she turned around and walked towards the party. With the classic ” sugar ” of the magic Red band, she suddenly did a smooth spin and pulled over a boy who was talking to his companions with her right hand. Her slender fingers stroked his shoulder and then she danced around him.
The atmosphere instantly exploded! wow! exclamations resounded in every corner, and the crowd spontaneously stepped back to leave an empty space for the two. The boy who was dragged over looked frightened at first. When Qing ‘er grabbed his collar, flicked her long hair at him, and showed a charming smile, his face turned red. He just looked at her stupidly as she started to dance with him as her pivot.
On the other hand, ah Luo’s attention had been on the bar counter, so he might have been the first to notice when Qing ‘er started to move.