True Love Lasts

Hua Muyan watched her dancing, her eyes shining like black grapes, her eyes were a little red, her nose was a little red, and her lips were showing two small pear vortices in the corner of her mouth.

Tan Yutian suddenly pauses and looks at him, "or shall we adopt a homeless kitten?"

"Good." Hua Muyan was obviously very satisfied with the word adoption. He raised his hand and rubbed her soft hair. The warm and soft hair seemed to melt in the palm of his hand. He lowered his head to kiss her lips and said, "raise a homeless cat with nothing."

Although I feel that his repetition and eyes are a little strange, Tan Yutian doesn't think much about it. On the contrary, I was happy to find that I had the same interest as Hua Muyan.

They sat down all afternoon, and dinner was for the manor. When returning the car, Tan Yutian watched the chain "patter" to lock the bike. There is also a feeling: "I will remember today."

"I will, too." Hua Mu Yan echoed.

Tan Yutian looks up at him and they smile at each other.

They abandoned the Hemingway bar, which was too far away, and went to a small bar "lose" near the hotel. Just like the name of a bar, its native place is unknown and not recorded. But looking at the furniture on display, it is obvious that it has a long history.

It looks like an ordinary small bar outside, but although the interior decoration is low-key, it's all famous brands.

As soon as I entered the door, I found a brown cupboard that looked like China's antique. It was lined with precious red wine. Of course, it was empty bottles. I really had to go inside to choose.

"Let's pick a box." Hua Muyan hugs Tan Yutian. He never likes such a noisy place with all kinds of strange smell. But because she wants to come and doesn't want to spoil her, he compromises to come with her.

And Tan Yutian looks at everything around him strangely and shakes his head, "no, I just want to feel the atmosphere." As she said this, several men with blonde hair and blue eyes came in, dressed in suits and shoes, apparently not to go to the bar, but to discuss business.

It seems that the guests here are quite diverse.

"We can sit outside and have a dance." Looking at the man's taut face, Tan Yutian thought of something and said, "we'll go back after a drink. You'll find a place to sit down first, and I'll get some wine. What do you want to drink?"

"Just like you." Hua Mu Yan pinched her waist and agreed with her. He glanced at the dancing floor, and then he focused on a quiet and unoccupied corner not far away.

Tan Yutian finds that there are many customers at this time point. The music playing in the bar is not super strong. The enchanting foreign beauties on the dance floor twist their smart waists, so they have no scruples. It makes Tan Yutian itch.

It doesn't look as "small" as the facade gives people. On the contrary, it is full of ancient Chinese style everywhere. For example, there are old wine jars beside the red wine, and the ceiling lamps are red lanterns with six or eight edges.

"At least the designer will be a Chinese." Tan Yutian mumbles to himself and comes to the bar.

The bartender is a young man, sunny and energetic. At this time, a few sexy women are around the bar, watching the bartender's cool mixing.

Tan Yutian subconsciously looks at the south side of his eyes and accurately catches Hua Muyan's gaze. She gave him a smile, then pointed to a group of people around the bar, shrugged helplessly and said that it would be a long time before she got the wine.

Hua Muyan in the dim corner of the light, eyes tightly wrapped in front of the bar to drink a woman. See her rich expression to convey something to themselves, hook lips a smile.

In fact, it's not so bad. There are no places I don't like, only people I don't like. Well, like it?

Looking at the delicate casual woman wrapped in a blue sweatshirt, Hua Muyan was stunned. How could he The word "like" is used?

Tan Yutian quickly takes back his eyes, raises his hand and knocks on his head. How can he possibly see the bar lights. So they crowded past the table, surrounded by every kind of perfume. Thick let her have a kind of illusion into the ancient houqing / building.

I saw the bartender throw the wine bottle from behind to the front of his body, hold it firmly with his arm, and then put the wine bottle on his elbow and fall on the back of his hand.

Tan Yutian hears all the cheers and grabs his hair. Seems a little shy.

In fact, they are all basic movements, but because they are handsome, they are naturally more concerned. Some beauties take the wine and sit down directly, such as Tan Yutian's blonde hair and buttocks. Coquettishly lying on the bar, tight denim shorts show most of the buttocks

Tan Yutian subconsciously looks in the direction where Hua Muyan is, and his eyes are still here. She subconsciously went to the other side of the woman and bravely took her body to block the spring / light of the woman.

"I want two bloody Marys ~" finally, it's my turn. Tan Yutian grins at xiaoge'er.

That person a Leng, then Zheng Zheng of ask: "you have not yet adult?"

Tan Yutian was made a little funny by his words, then shook his head and was serious. "I'm twenty-four years old." Besides, it's a foreign country. She doesn't believe that foreign bars are not allowed for minors.The little brother seemed not to believe it and asked her to take out her certificate.

How can Yutian bring ID card? I didn't expect that although the bar was small, it was really so formal. I didn't know what to do for a while.

See her hesitation. The bartender emphasized solemnly, "if there is no way to prove that you are 18 years old, then we have to invite you out."

Are you still in a hurry? Tan Yutian turns to the south of the bar and looks at her Hua Muyan all the time. He doesn't want to make fun of his "underage". She can only continue to negotiate with the bartender in English, "if I am a minor, I will be stopped at the door."

"Please show me your identification when you enter."

"She came with me." Under the further embarrassment of the bartender, Tan Yutian thought that Hua Muyan should come. But suddenly a clear voice came.

Talk about feather sweet surprised side body to see in the past, see only for oneself the man figure of extricate oneself tall and straight slender. At this time, the blue eyes winked at her, as if to say "Shh, don't talk".

Tan Yutian blinks. He secretly cooperates with the strange man. He looks at the bartender and bows his head to mix wine.

"Thank you." Tan Yutian smiles at him and reaches for his hand. "My name is Tan Yutian."

"Well?" The foreign man seemed a little surprised and asked in fluent Chinese: "you are not Miss Gu Ling'an

He knows himself!? Tan Yu's sweet heart clapped and screamed that his brain was spinning. Looking at the man in front of him, I can't remember. Is it Gu Lingan's former friend or someone who knows Gu Lingan?

"I..." She was about to explain, but suddenly she heard the man speak slowly -

"my name is Luce." The man reached for her. After taking back her hand, she pointed to the wedding ring on her middle finger with a smile. "In fact, Mrs. Hua, you can show him the ring directly. It's because there are so many rules here that it won't be as lively as other bars."

"You seem to be a regular." Tan Yutian responds with a smile. While thinking about calling her Mrs. Hua That is to know that she is Gu Ling'an and that she is married.

Who would that be? If I really know her, I won't ask her identity in an interrogative tone, will I?

Tan Yutian is not in his state. He doesn't put his next words in his heart. He just wants the bartender to make a good drink for her quickly, or she will have to ask for help from Chaohua Muyan!

When Luce saw that she was not surprised that she was the owner of the bar, she touched her nose and changed the topic, "where's Mr. Hua? Not with you? "

Who knows that Mr. Weihua seems to have caught Qu'er and keeps asking questions. Tan Yutian turns to find Hua Muyan, but finds that he has a blocked chest in front of him, and then his waist is tight. The familiar temperature comforted her restless heart.

Hua Muyan saw a man beside Tan Yutian. The man seemed to be chatting up, so he came to the bar.

"Why are you here? It's noisy." Although he was relieved, Tan Yutian thought that he didn't like such a bad situation. Not to mention the loud music.

Hua Muyan glanced at the man standing beside Tan Yutian with a threat. He was wearing a flowery shirt and his short blond hair was put up with hair cream. He looked down at Tan Yutian and said, "I thought you were calling me."

Can you feel it like this, super power?

"Mr. Hua." As soon as Luce passed by, she knew that the man had recognized herself and said hello with a smile.

Hua Muyan ignored his outstretched hand and only nodded at him in response.

And Tan Yutian is even more misty. Does Hua Muyan know him? So he tiptoed to his ear and whispered, "do you know each other?"

"I don't know." Hua Mu Yan's tone is light, but with a smile, he takes two cups of Bloody Mary from the wine escort, hands one to tan Yu Tian, and takes her to the corner.

Tan Yutian also wants to look at the foreign man, but who knows that Hua Muyan seems to know that she will do so, and presses her head at the same time.

Hua Muyan gave her a kiss on her sideburns and whispered, "you have the smell of that chef."

Chef? Again?

What flashed in his mind? Tan Yutian suddenly thought of something: "ah, that man is the waiter of the hotel!"

Without waiting for Hua Muyan to respond, she immediately spoke innocently: "we just stood side by side, did nothing, and never had any contact. How could we have his taste again?" I'm afraid this man is psychologically clean?

"You're questioning me." Hua Muyan pursed his lips.

How dare Tan Yutian question him! Repeatedly refuted: "no, I'll go to the bathroom to wash it ~"

Hua Muyan raised her eyebrows, satisfied with her consciousness.

Tan Yutian looks around and finds the place that marks the bathroom for a long time. He puts down the wine and goes to the bathroom.

"It's really..." Tan Yutian kneads his hand sanitizer and feels sad about the man's cleanliness habit. However, he is not so surprised and a little contemptuous as before. On the contrary, he feels a little cute?