"Which one are you talking about? There are so many people there."

"Then, that's the one sitting at the end, the one in the blue shirt. He looks childish. I wonder if he is an adult?"

Hu Mengke pointed at the boy in the corner.

The boy did not dodge, holding a wine glass in his hand. When he saw Hu Mengke pointing at him, he raised his wine glass and toasted to them from a distance to show politeness.

The boy was dressed in an aristocratic dress, with a finely carved face that was very heroic. Hidden under his unruly eyebrows was a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through the mind, as eye-catching as obsidian.

There are two beautiful lips inlaid under the high bridge of the nose. He took a sip of the cocktail in the glass. After being stained by water, it glowed with a charming color.

There is a dazzling tail ring on the hand holding the wine glass, which is particularly eye-catching under the bright lights of the bar.

"How's it going? This boy looks pretty good, doesn't he? He looks very upright, with a bad feeling about him. He looks quite young. He probably hasn't experienced much of the world, and he's probably still a student.

"

Yang Ruoyan rolled his eyes at the nymphomaniac Hu Mengke with contempt.

"Are you an animal? If someone is a little handsomer, you must have excessive hormone secretion. Really, he is still a baby, so don't ruin him."

"Young tooth? Waste? Are you exaggerating? Do you know where he stands? The people in that position are all cowherds in the bar. They are ducks who have slept with all kinds of women. If they have money, they can take them away.

Yes, it’s good that I won’t be ruined by them.”

Hu Mengke reminded excitedly.

Yang Ruoyan seemed to be frightened and quickly lowered Hu Mengke's head and made a shushing gesture to tell her not to scream so loudly.

"Isn't that right? Are all the ducks sitting there? Do you mean that the boy dressed like a noble young master is a cowherd?"

She held Hu Mengke's neck and lay down to whisper in her ear.

Hu Mengke pushed her hand away and said:

"You are making too much of a fuss. It's okay. If they dare to come out and do it, they won't be afraid of being criticized. I've been to this bar before, and everyone knows that the people sitting in that seat are people making money.

No matter how he dresses up, it’s all packaging. Some people like to be burly, and some people admire handsome boys. He dresses like a nobleman in order to attract those Cinderellas who live in fairy tales. Those women dream of being rich, handsome, and beautiful.

Pick it up.

It’s a pity that such a beautiful boy actually goes into this business and spends so much money on nature.”

Yang Ruoyan nodded, understanding a little, and secretly glanced at the boy just now, feeling sorry for him.

Hu Mengke covered her mouth and laughed at her for her long hair and short knowledge, then bumped her and said:

"Look, that kid is looking at you again. I just noticed that he seems to have promoted a lot of business. Maybe he is interested in you and hopes that you will take care of his business."

"Okay, he's not the only one looking at me in the bar, why do you keep talking about that duck?"

Yang Ruoyan thought Hu Mengke was making fun of him, so he didn't want to continue talking about this topic. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank the last bit of red wine.

Hu Mengke grabbed her wine glass and said:

"Okay, okay, don't drink anymore. I look like you're swaying. If you drink more, you'll faint. Do you have any money on you?"

Yang Ruoyan frowned, rummaged through his bag and took out a red envelope. "Who are you talking about? There are so many people there."

"Then, that's the one sitting at the end, the one in the blue shirt. He looks childish. I wonder if he is an adult?"

Hu Mengke pointed at the boy in the corner.

The boy did not dodge, holding a wine glass in his hand. When he saw Hu Mengke pointing at him, he raised his wine glass and toasted to them from a distance to show politeness.

The boy was dressed in an aristocratic dress, with a finely carved face that was very heroic. Hidden under his unruly eyebrows was a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through the mind, as eye-catching as obsidian.

There are two beautiful lips inlaid under the high bridge of the nose. He took a sip of the cocktail in the glass. After being stained by water, it glowed with a charming color.

There is a dazzling tail ring on the hand holding the wine glass, which is particularly eye-catching under the bright lights of the bar.

"How's it going? This boy looks pretty good, doesn't he? He looks very upright, with a bad feeling about him. He looks quite young. He probably hasn't experienced much of the world, and he's probably still a student.

"

Yang Ruoyan rolled his eyes at the nymphomaniac Hu Mengke with contempt.

"Are you an animal? If someone is a little handsomer, you must have excessive hormone secretion. Really, he is still a baby, so don't ruin him."

"Young tooth? Waste? Are you exaggerating? Do you know where he stands? The people in that position are all cowherds in the bar. They are ducks who have slept with all kinds of women. If they have money, they can take them away.

Yes, it’s good that I won’t be ruined by them.”

Hu Mengke reminded excitedly.

Yang Ruoyan seemed to be frightened and quickly lowered Hu Mengke's head and made a shushing gesture to tell her not to scream so loudly.

"Isn't that right? Are all the ducks sitting there? Do you mean that the boy dressed like a noble young master is a cowherd?"

She held Hu Mengke's neck and lay down to whisper in her ear.

Hu Mengke pushed her hand away and said:

"You are making too much of a fuss. It's okay. If they dare to come out and do it, they won't be afraid of being criticized. I've been to this bar before, and everyone knows that the people sitting in that seat are people making money.

No matter how he dresses up, it’s all packaging. Some people like to be burly, and some people admire handsome boys. He dresses like a nobleman in order to attract those Cinderellas who live in fairy tales. Those women dream of being rich, handsome, and beautiful.

Pick it up.

It’s a pity that such a beautiful boy actually goes into this business and spends so much money on nature.”

Yang Ruoyan nodded, understanding a little, and secretly glanced at the boy just now, feeling sorry for him.

Hu Mengke covered her mouth and laughed at her for her long hair and short knowledge, then bumped her and said:

"Look, that kid is looking at you again. I just noticed that he seems to have promoted a lot of business. Maybe he is interested in you and hopes that you will take care of his business."

"Okay, he's not the only one looking at me in the bar, why do you keep talking about that duck?"

Yang Ruoyan thought Hu Mengke was making fun of him, so he didn't want to continue talking about this topic. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank the last bit of red wine.

Hu Mengke grabbed her wine glass and said:

"Okay, okay, don't drink anymore. I look like you're swaying. If you drink more, you'll faint. Do you have any money on you?"
Chapter completed!