Chapter 1 "Just try it briefly and it will quench your thirst."

Chapter 1

The weather in September turned slightly cooler at the end of summer. The breeze swept through the fallen leaves and carried them into the distance. It got dark relatively early. It was only seven o'clock. A bright moon had already risen into the sky. Through the

The whirling branches cast cold and mottled shadows on the ground.

"Benchu" is a famous bar in the Xiaojiang area. The bar is mainly gray in color and covers a small area. The word "Benchu" on the signboard is boldly decorated in tree brown fonts on the eaves. There are scattered hangings at the door.

There are several strings of wind chimes, which are obviously a place for entertainment at night, but they have a somewhat poetic and picturesque feel.

There were several people talking at the bar. They were laughing and smiling, which was in perfect harmony with the atmosphere in the bar. Occasionally, colorful lights flashed by, but there was an ambiguous atmosphere floating in the air.

The woman who just came in from the bar door seemed completely different from all this.

She was holding a computer bag in her hand and wearing a simple white dress and black trousers, which outlined her perfect and delicate figure. Her long hair tied into a ponytail looked clean and neat, and her white face was straight and straight with simple makeup.

A thin ankle is exposed in the black pants, and the obvious coldness is a bit invisible and sexy.

The people next to her stopped what they were doing, and their eyes fell on her intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Ciyi didn't pay attention to the appraising eyes on her, and went straight to the bar at the innermost side. When the bartender saw Wen Ciyi, he flipped the cup in his hand a few times and said in a skillful tone: "Same as usual?"

Wen Ci didn't respond. He lowered his eyes and took out the computer from his bag and nodded lightly.

Xu Nian saw this scene when she came out of the dance floor. Her good friend expressionlessly dismissed a man who was trying to strike up a conversation, and in the blink of an eye he continued to concentrate on his work.

She was tired for her. Wen Ciyi, the CEO of a well-known financial group in Z state, came to the bar to either work or work overtime. I didn't know whether she was indifferent to style or concerned about her job.

Wen Ciyi was concentrating on analyzing the financial statements when someone put her shoulder on her shoulder from behind. The strong smell of perfume that hit her made her frown.

"My dear Wen, why did you come to the bar?" Xu Nian pressed Wen Ciyi's fingertips and asked pointedly.

Wen Ci glanced at her expressionlessly and took his hand out, his meaning self-evident.

"President Wen Da, don't look at it. Work is not as fun as a man." Xu Nian's patience ran out. She smirked and moved closer to Wen Ciyi. The conversation then changed: "You don't know, a new person has arrived in the past few days.

The resident singer at the bar is called Xu Simian, and he’s so long and energetic.”

After hearing this, Wen Ci's expression remained unchanged.

The hazy female voice spread low in the bar, the tone was soothing and gentle, and the dim light shone down instantly, forming two clear boundaries with Wen Ciyi's fair skin.

"This bar is quite atmospheric." Wen Ciyi said while taking the time to analyze financial statements.

Xu Nian curled his lips and said angrily: "This is a job that is more suitable for you, President of Wen University!"

"No," Xu Shi finally realized that his behavior at work was inappropriate, and Wen Ciyi began to speed up his hands: "It will be fine soon."

While the two were talking, a crowd of people gathered on the square platform in the center. The female voice just now was cut off at some point and replaced with a DJ music with a strong prelude and drum beat.

The volume was constantly noisy, mixed with the noise of the crowd, and the cheers and cheers overwhelmed each other. People on the dance floor twisted to the beat and maximized their enjoyment.

Her concentration on calculating the data was interrupted, Wen Ciyi's fingertips moved suddenly, she closed the computer and raised her eyes casually.

Near the central square platform, a person sat on a dark bench. He was wearing a simple black shirt and black trousers. His features were handsome, like a whistling wind and a bit cold. His jaw was sharp and sharp, as if he had just

The marble was polished, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing a powerful porcelain-white forearm with protruding wrist bones and slender knuckles.

And as if he felt something, the man raised his eyelids and met Wen Ciyi's gaze. His eyes had no warmth, and were dark and coquettish. His eyes were dark and dark, as deep as the unbreakable ocean.

With a touch of alienation and indifference.

However, in just a few seconds, the man turned his head and looked away, as if the meeting of eyes just now was just an illusion, Wen Ciyi was stunned for a rare moment.

Wen Ciyi raised her eyebrows slightly, tilted her head slightly, and asked the people around her with interest: "Do you know the person singing on the stage?"

"Yeah," Xu Nian said with an affirmative look on her face, but at the same time she said with a gossipy face: "According to the informant, he is a male college student, a junior at Peking University."

"It is said that because my financial situation has not reached the level I want, I came to the bar to sing."

Wen tapped his knuckles on the table with clear meaning, and a flash of thoughtfulness flashed in his eyes, "Beijing University?"

It turned out to be such a coincidence.

"Why," Xu Nian leaned close to her ear and teased Wen Ci with a smile: "President Wen Da likes it?"

Really like it.

Wen Ciyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and spoke in a long tone, which was different from the cold and indifferent expression just now. He was like a lazy cat, scratching the top of people's hearts: "You look good."

The song lasted only a short time. After singing, the people on the stage rolled up their sleeves. He walked off the stage amidst the commotion, his eyes drooping for a moment and looking towards Wen Ciyi again.

Wen Ciyi raised her eyelids, closed her computer and neatly let down her tied ponytail. Her begonia-like dark hair lay casually on her fair shoulders, adding a bit of sexy charm.

"A cup..." Wen Ciyi raised her eyes and gestured to the bartender. The corners of her mouth raised an intriguing curve, and her eyes were slightly curved: "Lemon tea, for the gentleman who just came off the stage.

.”

Before the bartender could speak, Xu Nian said with a look of disbelief: "Are you going to order lemon tea for Xu Simian instead of wine?"

"Why do you want to order wine?" Wen Ciyi asked rhetorically. She slowly shook the cup, with a glint in her eyes and a bit of a hunter's attitude: "Generally, lemon tea is the most suitable for people who have just come off the stage.

Theirs.”

"Just try it briefly and it will quench your thirst."

Xu Simian was leaning against the bar and was about to leave when a cup of lemon tea garnished with mint leaves was pushed in front of him.

The bartender simply said: "Hello sir, this is what the lady ordered for you."

Looking in the direction of the bartender, Xu Simian's eyes met Wen Ciyi's without any surprise.

Xu Simian drooped his eyelids and returned his gaze to the dark cup on the Dali terrace. He frowned slightly, with a hint of weariness between his brows.

Xu Simian picked up the cup boredly, but suddenly he smelled the smell of lemon. The water droplets on the edge of the cup slid down the wall of the cup to the palm of Xu Simian's hand, leaving a slightly itchy and cold feeling.

Xu Simian raised his head and took a sip of lemon tea. His Adam's apple slid slightly, and the water droplets on the side of the cup rolled along with his movements, sliding down from his well-defined neck to his collar, soaking a small piece. He casually unbuttoned his shirt.

There was a button on the top, revealing the looming collarbone. Xu Simian's fingertips rubbed against the collarbone, and the water stains that slipped off were wiped away. He raised his eyelids and glanced here again.

His pupils were deep, like ink spilled on rice paper, smeared. And in this obscure meaning, his eyes intertwined with Wen Ciyi's.

Wen Ciyi tucked the ends of her brushed hair behind her ears, revealing a piece of fair skin. She put her hand on her chin, her dark hair set off her delicate face, and her autumn eyes sparkled under the dim light.

Hui.

And she was looking at Xu Simian with these rippling pupils.

Xu Simian raised his eyelids a few inches. His eye sockets were deep and his pupils were bottomless. They had single eyelids with a somewhat cold tone and were very beautiful. They were obviously romantic and dull peach blossom eyes, but they gave rise to a kind of lust.

feel.

The lights in the bar were mixed, revealing a vague and vague crimson meaning. The meaning of Wen's words was not obvious on the surface, but his heart palpitated for a moment.

The surroundings were noisy and bustling, the colored lights were divided into irregular prisms, and the laughter and laughter of the people seemed to be endless. The lights were dim and hazy, reflecting the tired atmosphere of the two people.

Xu Simian's eyes were as cold as ice, and his jaw was sharp and thin, but there was a bit of softness in the strange lights. At this time, the people reveling and writhing in the bar seemed to be the foil for the two of them.

Wen Ciyi curled her lips. She always knew how to seduce people's hearts. The red wine, which was as scarlet as blood, slowly licked the side of the cup. Her green-white jade fingers lifted the cup and greeted Xu Simian who met her eyes from a distance. Wen Ci said

Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, making a provocative expression.

Xu Simian narrowed her eyes, pursed her thin lips into a straight line, and looked away lightly.

The mobile phone placed aside suddenly vibrated. Wen Ciyi took the lead to look away. She pressed the red button and noted that the caller was a tutor from the university. Wen Ciyi replied to a message saying that she was still busy, please wait a moment.

past.

The screen flashed and a message popped up.

Wen Ciyi frowned slightly, locked the screen, and began to pack away the information and computer on the table.

Xu Nian didn't understand: "You want to leave?"

"Yes," Wen Ciyi nodded. She put the things into her bag and took out a lipstick: "I just remembered that there is something I haven't dealt with."

Then Wen Ciyi asked: "Are you leaving?"

"Me?" Xu Nian thought for a moment and said, "Let me go too. There's nothing fun anymore. My clothes are over there. I have to go over there to get them first."

"Well, then I'll wait for you at the door." Wen Ciyi stood up neatly with her bag in hand. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that a man had appeared beside Xu Simian. They seemed to be talking.

Wen Ciyi lowered his eyes and glanced at the lipstick in his hand, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you looking at? You're so lost in thought." Xu Nian walked to her side holding the clothes.

"It's nothing," Wen Ciyi came back to his senses: "Let's go."

After his friend left, Xu Simian's eyes returned to the original position where Wen Ciyi was. Seeing that there was no one there, he was stunned for a moment. The empty cup of lemon tea was quietly placed on the table. Xu Simian approached Wen Ciyi just now.

That's where you sit.

Colorful dice are scattered randomly on the plate. What is incompatible with these is a small and exquisite lipstick with TF printed on it.

Xu Simian stared at the lipstick expressionlessly for a few seconds, then picked it up and put it into his pocket. His expression was cold and calm, as if he was doing a small thing.
Chapter completed!