Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 92 Sweet Bar

Two nights later, Tong Xiaoqin's childhood friend, Kong Xinyao, suddenly returned to China, so Yan Chuyan was dragged by her to the Sweet bar, saying that she wanted to have a get-together.

The night is slightly cool, the moon and stars are sparse, and the dark night sky seems to be splashed with a layer of thick ink.

Sweet Bar--

The sound of strong music was deafening, the mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the strange lights flowed wantonly on the faces of handsome men and beautiful women.

The erratic phantoms in the crowd dazzled the eyes. The white body of the dancing girl was particularly eye-catching in the flickering lights in the center of the dance floor. Her long hair swayed back and forth from left to right, adding endless ambiguity to the bar.

"Xiaoqin! This way." The curly-haired girl in front of the bar enthusiastically shook her hand at Tong Xiaoqin, then raised her voice and shouted at the two girls who had just walked in.

Yan Chuyan and Tong Xiaoqin looked around curiously. After all, it was the first time for both of them to come to such a place, so it was inevitable that they would be interested in novel things.

Intricate lights flickered on them.

Yan Chuyan soon saw the girl waving at them not far away, tugged Tong Xiaoqin's sleeve, motioned her to look over there, and asked, "Is that your friend?"

"That's right, she is Kong Xinyao, let's go there." After finishing speaking, Tong Xiaoqin happily walked over with Yan Chuyan on his arm.

As soon as they stepped forward, they were greeted with warm hugs from Kong Meiren.

"Long time no see, my little Qin."

"This is the college best friend you often mentioned, she looks really good-looking, hello, my name is Kong Xinyao."

Kong Xinyao wore sky blue colored contact lenses. Under her curly eyelashes, her eyes shone charmingly. Her delicate makeup and flaxen curly hair made her look like a cute Barbie doll.

She wears the most trendy Choker collar on her neck that is as creamy as fat, and she wears a European and American style jacket and a short skirt with a narrow waist, showing her noble temperament.

Kong Xinyao was Tong Xiaoqin's childhood neighbor. After graduating from elementary school, she immigrated to the United States with her parents.

Looking back, the two haven't seen each other for almost ten years.

"Hi, I'm Yan Chuyan, the language of language, the beginning of Chuxin, the beauty of appearance." Yan Chuyan also smiled at her friendly and introduced herself politely.

"Yan Chuyan? Press... I remember, I like your name very much, the three of us will be good friends from now on."

Kong Xinyao gracefully curled the corners of her mouth, turned around and smiled at the bartender, "Handsome guy, give them two glasses of sweet with ice, thank you."

Afterwards, Kong Xinyao still chatted enthusiastically with the two of them, talking about her experiences abroad over the years, and talking about life and feelings with them...

Tong Xiaoqin listened with relish, her eyes glowed with envy, chatting happily with her while drinking for fun...

Yan Chuyan was also listening, raising her glass from time to time to take a sip, and Kong Xinyao's words would inadvertently contain a few words of showing off, which made Yan Chuyan feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

She has been out of tune with ordinary people since she was a child, and she doesn't quite understand many of the things they mentioned. Right now, she really can't get in much.

Listening, Yan Chuyan stared blankly at the boys and girls in the distance who kept shaking their bodies along with the music.

Kong Xinyao quickly noticed her inattention. Suddenly, she unceremoniously put one hand on her shoulder, pressed her face to her ear, and moved her eyes to the direction where her eyes were drifting, and a soft voice sounded:

"Chu Yan, what mysterious creature are you looking at? Have you taken a fancy to a handsome guy?"

　Seeking true love for a reward~ Meme,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)