Golden Years

It seemed that many people had the same thoughts as the three foreigners, and came to the Houhai feeling that it was not over yet, wanting to linger around a little more.

As a result, when most of the alcohol was gone after midnight, the other drinks that were still on show seemed to be doing very well.

Wen Yiliang led the way. The Spanish style wine that came to him was overcrowded at around 2 o'clock in the night. The only sofa that could sit was the one near the door.

However, this is just what we want. Five people, sit around the sofa.

The three foreigners seemed to understand the rules well and ordered half a dozen Jia Si Bo. I looked at Wen Yiliang and he also ordered half a dozen of them. If it was money, then it would definitely count as the money being paid by both sides. En, Wen Yiliang will pay for it here.

The performance inside the wine room was mainly performed by a guitar. According to what Wen Yiliang said, the musicians looked like foreigners, but when they looked more carefully, they were actually three young men from Xinjiang.

That's not important. What's important is that it's the first time in my life that I'm sitting at the same table with a foreigner. Drink!

I'm jealous of Wen Yiliang, you spoke so fluently in English, I can't understand a single word you said. What were you all talking about? Why can't I understand?

Wen Yiliang told me: This is nonsense! Of the two girls, one was Italian, the other French, and the dark-eyed young man was Portuguese. Their English was not as good as mine.

This time, I finally understood that Wen Yiliang was only talking to them about it!

Of the two ladies, one sat beside me and the other beside Wen Yiliang. The young man was sitting right below the window. There was a girl on each side of her.

Tell me about these two girls. The one beside me that Wen Yiliang had just introduced was called Li Sha, and he was an Italian. It was hard to tell how old he was from his appearance, but it was possible to say that he was twenty-three or twenty-four. Perhaps there would be people who would believe that. Anyway, because I've never dealt with foreigners, I don't know what they look like or how old.

This Lisa wasn't very tall. She wore thick striped stockings and flat boots. She was about 1.6 meters tall. Then, she wore a simple braid. Her body and face were not considered thin and round, but they were especially beautiful. Especially the color of her hair. It was pure gold and very beautiful.

I kept sneaking glances at Lisa from top to bottom, thinking that she looked really familiar. I finally realized that she looked like a mini version of Aniston, Pete's ex-wife, the famous actress from Friends!

His eyes were big and full of life. The skin on his face didn't seem to have much freckles. It was very clean and white.

The girl beside Wen Yiliang, in my opinion, was average. He had long black hair and a long face.

It was probably what Wen Yiliang had said before. Foreigners like them were very open-minded, regardless of whether or not they spoke the same language, as long as they smiled, they could drink together, chat, and compare notes. It was a very harmonious scene.

Maybe it was because I was sitting too close and there was nothing else I could do after the time slipped away. I finally mustered up the courage to speak to the beautiful foreign girl beside me.

Lifting up the cup, I f * cking forgot about the string of words that I was thinking about just a moment ago. It was as though I just said something like "I'm so happy today, I made friends with you" before Lisa obviously understood what I was talking about.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that Lisa's cheeks, which were white and red, were exceptionally beautiful. I've seen quite a few girls with white skin, but they're clearly different from this kind of Caucasian woman.

So I had a feeling in my heart, and of course I thought it was impossible at the time, or rather I played my thick-skinned part and asked in broken English, Can you give me your phone number?

The heck, a phone call! After hearing that, Lisa took out her phone and stuffed it into my hand.

Only then did I realize that I had used the wrong word. It should be "number" instead of "phone"!

Embarrassed to the point that I want to die? Luckily Wen Yiliang reacted quickly and helped me take the phone, then said in English: You guys must have taken a lot of pretty photos tonight?

Lisa smiled sweetly, said "yes" and took back the phone. She opened the screen and opened the photo album to show us.

Although they were both night scenes, the two girls in the picture were still very photogenic. How to put it, foreigners seem to find a way to show their charm.

Symbolically looking at it, I also praised it with a few words of "very good, very good" and so on before flipping the page.

After that, Wen Yiliang told me that this Apple phone that Lisa used was definitely a knockoff item that she bought at home.

Then we all applauded and toasted the musicians.

The twelve bottles of wine on the table were becoming less and less, and the two foreign girls drank more and more. While I was going to the toilet, I secretly asked Wen Yiliang: "What can we do about the foreign girl we picked up at this time?" Was there any possibility of her being taken away?

When I asked this question, I was nervous and excited. After all, this was the first time in his life that he was with a foreign girl.

Wen Yiliang replied. This, if you talk properly, it is fine to take it away. Foreign girls are usually more open... However, it is also more troublesome. You don't speak the language …

In any case, what he meant was that it would be very difficult to take the foreign girl away, but it was not like there was no chance.

When I got back to my seat, I began to think about what to do next.

At this moment, from behind the circle of sofas we were sitting on, came the faint cry of a cat.

At that moment, I thought I had misheard her. I didn't expect Lisa to open her eyes wide and look around.

"Cat!" Lisa bent over to check with interest, and sure enough, she found a small kitten behind the sofa, all brown and red in color. It was too young, probably just born not too long ago.

"Meow!" At this moment, we heard another cat cry from the ground beside us. It was an adult cat. It looked like this was Cat's mother, because apart from the size and build, she almost looked the same!

Lisa seemed to love the cat a lot. She stroked the kitten a little and then picked it up as well. He kept them all in his arms. The mother was also very obedient. After reuniting with her child, she left the cat on Lisa's knee and licked its fur.

This scene seemed to be rather heartwarming. The guests at the tables around us also looked in our direction. Thinking about it this way, most people actually still liked small animals and loved them a lot. It was too cruel to curse those black-hearted peddlers who kidnapped cats and dogs here! Damn it!

I got lucky early on in the game. To be able to get close to Lisa was equivalent to being shoulder to shoulder with her. Then I reached out and placed my hand on her leg and began stroking the two kittens as well.

Lisa looked at me happily, said "cutie" in English and then reached out to pinch the kitten.

After we passed each other our hands, I took the opportunity to 'touch' Lisa's palm. It was very smooth and exquisite. Then he put the kitten in his arms.

At this moment, a magnetic voice sounded beside us.

"Both of you, this cat was adopted by our boss. She has already treated our liquor as her home. Cat was just born, it hasn't even been a week …"

I looked up and saw the bartender talking. The young man had a strong build, a killer's haircut, and he had pretty good features.

Then I nodded and said, Your boss is such a nice guy!

After the bartender left, I had an idea. Lisa, we're going to take pictures with Cat!

Of course, this was something that was said only because it was something that was added to his plan.

She happily agreed, so I lifted the kitten and placed it between the two of us. Because it was very close, it was the same as a photo of our faces together, and the scene was very ambiguous.

Wen Yiliang understood and used his Love Madness phone to take a few pictures of me, and then used Lisa's phone to take a few pictures.

After that, I gave the cat back to her mother.

I noticed that after playing with Cat for a while, Lisa's face was even redder than before, and she seemed happy. Thus, I secretly thought that my chance had come.

In lame English: Can you show me the picture I just took?

Lisa nodded, put her face close to mine, and slid the phone open.

Close, really close, I lowered my head again, pointing to the photo in English, so cute!

Then she turned her face slightly to the side and kissed Lisa on the cheek.

Lisa reacted and turned her face to me and said, "Hey..."

Then I put my mouth to hers and kissed it unexpectedly.

It wasn't a fierce kiss, even though my heart was racing and my face was trying to stay calm.

I tried to be gentle, then I stuck out my tongue like a lover kissing, moving between Lisa's lips. At that time, I was thinking the same thing. Even if this foreign girl broke free from me, I could still be considered to have kissed her.

However, some were expected, but most were unexpected!

Lisa did something to please me. I touched her tongue. It wasn't particularly soft, but it was very wet and very elastic.

In this way, she seemed to narrow her eyes and kiss me for three or four seconds, then spread her arms wide, smiled and said no, then parted with me.

Camil and that Portuguese lad by the side chuckled softly. Camil even clapped her hands as if cheering on me. I didn't understand it afterwards. What kind of mentality was this? Could it be that this was the kind of sneak attack that foreign countries loved to see and hear about?

Lisa's smile was a little weird. Then, as if she was talking to herself, she spoke a few words with her eyes wandering to one side. I didn't understand a single word she said. Maybe it meant she thought it was an accident or something, that's all I could say.

I thought, "Since I've already kissed her, I'll give it my all!" So what if he was treated as a pervert?

Thus, she wrapped her arms around Lisa's waist in front of Wen Yiliang and two other foreign friends. How should he put it? The feeling was definitely different! Her waist felt extremely tight, giving me the illusion that her chest and 'buttocks' should be feeling the same way.