Runaway daughter: Sir, want to hug

Chapter 751 I Want To Get Drunk
After entering the urban area, the car passed through several bustling streets and stopped in a quiet alley.

Although he is a son of a rich family, Cheng Jiahang doesn't like sensuality. This bar is the place he came to last time to get in touch with Wu Lang.

Immediately, an administrator came over to guide him to stop. After the car stopped, Cheng Jiahang did not get off immediately.

He turned his head and looked at Flora in the passenger seat. She folded her arms, bit her lip, and flinched there, breathing heavily. It was obvious that she was still very excited.

"Your Highness, do you really... want to drink?" Cheng Jiahang asked softly.

Flora stared at him fiercely as if awakened from a start, and instead of answering, she opened the car door as if she were declaring her courage, and jumped down in anger.

Cheng Jiahang shook his head, as if meeting a stupid child who had no reason to see.

He got out of the car, locked the door, walked a few steps quickly, caught up with Flora, gently held her hand from behind, and before she bounced back, he immediately whispered: "I'm sorry, this place is more...complicated, you still follow I'm better..."

Flora looked around, the night was dark, although the neon lights were shining, the place and the atmosphere were still unfamiliar after all, which made her wanton vent her courage back a little bit.

Cheng Jiahang smiled slightly, stopped talking, took Flora by the hand, left the parking lot, and went around to the main entrance of the building.

The neon lights are more dense, dazzling and coquettish!
Several sculptural masks hung on the lintel, staring at them ferociously, as if they would pounce on them at any time.

Flora became even more frightened, and she couldn't help pinching Cheng Jiahang's fingers, feeling the urge to turn around and run away, and he pushed open the door of the bar one by one.

In an instant, the noisy music, human voices and the smell of alcohol really hit me head-on!

"Yeah—" Flora couldn't adapt, screamed, and hid in Cheng Jiahang's arms.

"Aren't you used to it?" He patted her and asked in a low voice, "Then shall we go? Shall I take you back to Viscount Baili?"

The words "Viscount Baili" entered Flora's ears like a spell.

Habits, fears, including upbringing, and the dignity of the princess, were all swept away.

"No! I'm not going back! I want to drink!" She glared at Cheng Jiahang.

"Okay, don't be angry, I'll take you to drink..." He hugged her arm and tightened it boldly.

Cheng Jiahang chose a corner location, with an artificial pool and waterwheel in front, separating a relatively independent space.

Immediately a waiter came over to say hello, "Sir, Miss, would you like something to drink?"

Cheng Jiahang said very gracefully: "Let's have a bottle of low-alcohol cherry fruit bar first."

However, Flora, who sat down and lowered her head, immediately protested loudly: "No, I don't want fruit wine, give me red wine!"

She doesn't want to drink that kind of sweet stuff, what she wants is to get drunk!drunk!

"My lord, uh, miss..."

"Don't talk, I don't want to hear it!"

"Sorry……"

"This..." The waiter looked at her in embarrassment, and then at Cheng Jiahang.

"Hehe, let's have a bottle of vintage Bordeaux wine." Cheng Jiahang acted resignedly.

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." The waiter lit a candle, inserted another fresh rose, and left after finishing the atmosphere.

"His Royal Highness?" Cheng Jiahang leaned forward, his eyes were gentle, and his attitude was terrified, "There are many people here, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, can I...call your name?"

Flora nodded. Now, in front of this man, what arrogance does she have?

"Thank you, Flora." Cheng Jiahang smiled heartily.

(End of this chapter)