This counterattack is reasonable and sounds like nothing wrong.

The woman saw that Yan Xiaye was not as easy to bully as she looked. In addition, the man's ignorant attitude was really sad, so she simply glared at Yan Xiaye again, picked up her bag and left here proudly.

In this way, Yan Xiayeji sat in her seat and ordered a glass of hot orange juice from the bartender.

"Come to the bar and drink only orange juice?"

Just as Yan Xiaye was thinking about how to carry out the conversation to the end, the man spoke first.

His other hand was still on his female companion's waist, but he said to Yan Xiaye: "The agave here is a masterpiece in China, from a private brewery from a count abroad,

Wouldn't it be a pity to taste it?"

Yan Xiaye was worried that she could not find the topic, so she immediately turned to face the man.

Staring at the other person's familiar side face, her heartbeat so fast that she lets her palms seep thin sweat. When she opened her mouth, she almost bit her tongue. "Is a tequila a very strong bar?"

"It's indeed a strong wine, but it's made into cocktails and brought out here, with the purity that ordinary girls can adapt to." In a few words, Yan Xiaye was indeed a good girl. The man couldn't figure out what she was going to do for the time being.

He simply ordered a glass of tequila for her, "Taste, I'll invite you."

"Thank you, but I don't want to owe you favors." Looking naturally at the colorful cup in the bartender's hand, Yan Xiaye invited the man back to a glass of Jin Tangli.

She didn't know what the price of Tequila Sunrise was, but she just heard that Jin Tangli was a type of high-end wine, and her value should not make men suffer too much.

"It seems that it's my turn to thank you."

With his slender fingers holding the goblet, the man signaled to Yan Xiaye meaningfully, raised his head and drank it down.

Since the other party was having fun like this, Yan Xiaye had to sacrifice his life to accompany Junzi, and also poured the orange-red liquid into her throat. The spicy alcohol stimulated her taste buds and she swallowed it hard.

Watching Yan Xiaye's various performances calmly, the man quickly got the positioning of her.

He rarely goes to bars, has good tutors, is generous, cute and polite - he is the daughter of a rich family in Beijing?

After a glass of wine, Yan Xiaye realized that he would get closer to the man.

While she was drunk and had not swallowed her up, she seized the time to ask her question: "May I ask, are you married?"

"Good girl, are you starting to inquire about my private life so soon?" The man smiled happily, and unconsciously took back the hand on his female companion, and focused on his conversation with Yan Xiaye, "Of course I'm unmarried, what about you

?”

How could Yan Xiaye tell the truth? He immediately pursed his lower lip nervously and replied softly, "So too."

On the side, another female companion who had been neglected since Xia Ye appeared finally couldn't hold on and stood up and refused to be a light bulb again, "Mr. Ji, since you are so busy, it's better for us to see you again the next day. This is my number

, remember to call me."

His fingers dyed with silver-blue nails pushed a business card that smelled like perfume. The female companion stared at Yan Xiaye with a heavy glance, snorted coldly and turned away.

The man shrugged indifferently, picked up the business card and sniffed it gently on the tip of his nose. Yan Xiaye's figure reflected in his dark pupils, and sighed regretfully: "It's so bad, because you were angry and left two good ones.

Good woman, if my beauty meets this tonight, I hope you can take responsibility for it.”

"Of course, after all, that's why I came here."

I vaguely realize what type of woman a man likes. Yan Xiaye deliberately pretended to be sophisticated, and his slender fingertips were circling around the mouth of the goblet. He thought in his heart how to ask him if he had any

The child is better.

But this really makes no sense. Generally speaking, bar encounters are just one night of friendship. Everyone is smart and doesn’t care too much. Having a wife and a child is not a resistance at all.

Seeing Yan Xiaye's smile faintly fell into silence, the man smiled dullly, and he was even more sure that he hadn't misjudged. He raised the topic with the attitude of doing good deeds every day: "Good girl, are you here for fun?"

"...No." A hint of hesitation flashed through the clear black and white water eyes. Yan Xiaye quietly implemented her plan and whispered in a half-true and half-false: "I just heard that the band here is very famous, but I didn't expect it to be here.

Meet you."

"I heard you say this, I seem to be familiar with me, but in my impression, I never saw you." The man spoke with her excitedly, and his hands hanging beside him were rigorously touching her waist.

, wait and see how she will react.

The touch from a stranger made Yan Xiaye stiffer for a moment, just thinking about the purpose she was determined to achieve, and the stiffness flashed and passed away.

As if she didn't care, she raised her little face and smiled at the man, showing her implicit hints, "We have never seen each other before, but you are in line with all my fantasies about my future husband, so I muster up the courage to come and see him.

you."

Since the object of the one-night stand limits the depth of the problem, she might as well change her identity and take a detour.

"You sound..." The man was stunned for a moment, as if he thought Yan Xiaye's thoughts were simple and absurd, and he was amused by her all at once: "It seems like he fell in love with me at first sight?"

"It can be understood so too."

It was completely unclear how her acting skills looked like to men. Yan Xiaye hypnotized herself in her heart. Li Yuntang was sitting opposite her. When she looked up again, there was no need to explain the feelings in her eyes.

The man blinked slowly, unable to figure out the way this good girl was doing for a while, and at the same time he found it very novel and interesting.

With his appearance and identity, there are naturally countless women who want to spend the rest of their lives with him, but almost no one wants to talk about marriage with him, which is somewhat of a personal regret.

"If you stick to your attitude a little more, I'd almost misunderstand that you are proposing to me."

Yan Xiaye responded to his joke indifferently, "As long as you don't hate me, it may be unknown."

"Then let me ask first." The man withdrew his hand that was resting on Yan Xiaye's waist, and his fingertips rhythmically hit the marble tabletop on the bar, looking at Yan Xiaye's expression with his eyes freely, "You

What do you like me? Do you have a face?"

Even though he was very nervous inside, Yan Xiaye couldn't help but be amused by his adjective.

Although a man's appearance is very conspicuous and is a type that is unforgettable, is he a bit narcissistic when he says so lightly and bluntly?

“It’s not just this.”

She cleared her throat carefully, and she seemed to be serious and gave many reasons: "Your clothes and watches are expensive, and your conversation and temperament prove that you have good cultivation. Being able to be at ease between two women means that your emotional intelligence is very high, as long as you

I am willing to make me happy easily. Generally speaking, I am a suitable candidate for being a husband. In addition, being your wife should be very proud.”

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaye could find so many reasons. The man suddenly realized and smiled: "Do you value my value more than my face?"

"You can't say that either." Yan Xiaye gradually found the right way to communicate with him and said seriously nonsense: "If it were other men, even if they had the same value as you, I wouldn't come to chat with you, let alone me

I don't know anything about your worth."

"Okay OK."

Being impressed by Yan Xiaye's calmness, the man believed her excuse more or less, "Since you came to pick up a conversation with her so seriously, will we have a pleasant night tonight?"

Yan Xiaye nodded with a smile: "If you are willing to cooperate with me and help me understand you."

"Speak up?"

Yan Xiaye held her cheek with one hand, and the alcohol made her stomach warm, and she even had a little drunken smile, "First of all, I only know that you are not married yet, but I don't know if you have any marriage history in the past or whether you have any.

My ex-girlfriend whom I have never forgotten, does he have any illegitimate children or something, it makes it difficult for me to be honest with you."

"As of now, there has never been a bad guy in my life who wants to trick me into the wedding hall." The man smiled half-true and half-falsely: "As for his ex-girlfriend, there are so many people,

There is no child who never forgets.

Speaking of this, the man seemed to remember some good memories, his frivolous smile became a little more serious, and after pausing for a moment, he said, "It should be considered as having a son?"

Finally, when she waited for the answer she wanted to hear the most, Yan Xiaye's heart trembled and could hardly maintain the smile on her face.

She thought that if the probability of this man just now was only 50%, then it had risen to 80%.

For most normal people, the problems with children are either there or there is no.

Since he doesn't care about telling each other honestly, there is no need to answer so ambiguously unless he has any ambiguous reasons.

Thinking of him having never been married and having nothing worth remembering about, isn't this son's birth very strange? After all, men exudes the temperament of a veteran in love from head to toe, even if there are women who want to borrow it.

If you get pregnant and marry him, you may not be able to achieve your wishes.

In this way, if it was a son who suddenly appeared in an unknown biological mother, the man's reaction would be completely explained.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaye tried hard to resist the excitement, and her whole body changed from a lazy posture to a straight sitting. She looked at the man with a burning look and said carefully: "That's so good, I don't mind it."

You have a son, if the little guy is not old, I will become good friends with him.”

"I believe this." The man looked at her changes with interest and said carelessly: "Let me calculate, I'm about six years old this year."
Chapter completed!