My dear President, Please make a detour

After work, Vivian walked into a retro English bar with his memory.

The bar is in the rush hour at the moment. The lights are red and wine are green, and the huge sound of music is almost shaking her heart.

Not knowing whether she was nervous or afraid, she stood at the door, looking up at the huge lantern sign, with sadness in her eyes.

This place is where she met him for the first time.

The so-called wrong step by step, wrong step by step, to the present point, here is the origin.

"Welcome to Cubase bar."

Vivian nodded and walked inside according to his memory. The women on the dance floor were dancing Yan, and there was an uproar around.

There was a row of red sofas in the place with light on his back. Vivian missed his heartbeat, hesitated and was ready to sit down.

"I'm sorry, miss, you can't sit in this position."

The waiter came over and warned loudly.

Vivian wondered, "why?"

"This is what our boss ordered. I'm sorry to disturb your interest."

"It doesn't matter."

Vivian looked at the position for a moment, recovered, smiled and sat elsewhere with the waiter.

After sitting down for a while, a salty pig hand was placed on Vivian's shoulder.

"Yo, this chick is coming for the first time."

The huge music and voice can't hide the man's disgusting tone.

"Please let go." Vivian frowned, with boredom in her eyes.

The fat old man had never seen a woman with such a dusty temperament and beautiful as flowers. For a time, Jing insects went to his head and kneaded harder.

"Chick, just make a price. How much can you spend the night with me?"

"Please let go, this is the last chance." Vivian took out his cell phone and was ready to call the police.

"Yo, I'm angry. I like women like you. Come on, let me kiss one ~"

The man could hardly see his eyes on his fat face. He pouted his big mouth and rubbed it against Vivian's face.

Vivian pushed her away with a cold face and his fingers trembled slightly. He was molested here three years ago and the man came out to save him.

At first, I left him for freedom, and now, I inevitably want him to appear.

"Shit!! I like you for your face. Don't be funny. I'm going to sleep with you tonight in front of so many people! What's pure when I come here, * * *!"

The old man pointed at him and said he was going to do it.

"Who are you talking about?" a smiling voice sounded. The old man's hand was held and broke back. The old man immediately howled.

Vivian was stunned and looked at jazz appearing in the sky. Jazz smiled at her and wanted to fall over his shoulder. When the dog gnawed at the mud, he found that he couldn't fall the old man!

No, no, it's time to brush your favor!

A heroic rescue of the United States can move Vivian in an instant. When he makes a promise, he will fall down when he dies.

Jazz is almost sucking.

Under the attention of the crowd, he wrestled with the old man.

The old man didn't move except for crying in pain.

"Why are you so heavy!" Jazz couldn't bear it and looked back angrily.

"Ouch, ouch!" the old man held his arm and howled.

Jazz said he was very angry, "if I were like you, I would never come out to pollute the public. Brother, hurry back to lose weight. Don't spend money like this, and no woman will follow you."

"You -- do you know who I am?" the old man yelled angrily at him.

Jazz looked at him disdainfully: "who you are has nothing to do with me. I only know that if you don't disappear in front of me now, I'll beat your parents. I don't know."

With that, jazz threatened to swing his fist.

The old man left reluctantly and angrily.

Jazz finished handling things, turned to Vivian and said with concern, "are you okay?"

Vivian shook her head. Just now, she was very grateful because she was afraid of shaking her hand. She said, "thank you, jazz. If it weren't for you, I think I would be in trouble tonight."

"It's all a small thing." Jazz waved his hand. "Don't care about this little thing. By the way, are you okay?"

Vivian put her hair behind her ears, and her pink lips burst into a smile, catering to the lights, which is very bright and dazzling.

"I'm fine. It's... A very exciting experience."

"Vivian is really an unusual girl. Other girls have been scared to cry when they encounter this kind of thing." Jazz looks at her, his heart beating, and quickly shifts his eyes.

"Jazz is not the same. You don't look like a person with force value. I didn't expect it to be so powerful." Vivian praised sincerely.

Suddenly being praised, jazz was embarrassed and coughed softly. He said very man: "maybe it's the reason for regular exercise."

"In that case, is Mr. Jazz free to take me home?" Vivian was a little embarrassed, but then relieved: "sure enough, he was still a little afraid."

"Of course!"

It's definitely a qualitative leap to send the goddess home!

What just happened, the bar is very common. Everyone has played their own game at a glance.

Except for the little guy behind the glass door.

Ji Tianyou had a fun birthday and was taken to the bar by Ji Kairui the next day for some reason.

He has come to this bar many times, and everyone up and down knows him.

When he heard the sound, he saw Vivian and his eyes lit up.

This aunt is so beautiful!

I want her to be my mother!

It's invincible in the universe. It's much more beautiful than the flirtatious bitch outside!

When the little guy pulled Ji Kairui in the box and ran to the middle of the bar, the man had left.

The two guys were unhappy when they turned their mouths.

"That aunt, that beautiful aunt, I want him to be my mother!"

"Young master, I have just left." the waiter replied respectfully.

The little guy lost his temper, "I don't care, I don't care. I want that beautiful aunt to be my mother, Dad. That aunt is very beautiful. You will like it when you see it!"

Ji Kairui's eyes shifted and fell on the dark place where the red sofa had not been sat for a long time.

But it's spotless.

Outside the bar, the waiter caught up with a man and a woman in front.

"Miss, our young master said he liked you very much and wanted to meet you."

Jazz sniffed the speech, glanced coldly and protected Vivian: "let your young master die. You can't find any woman with money."

The waiter looked embarrassed: "no, our young master..."

Vivian interrupted him with a smile: "I don't think I want to see your young master. Goodbye."