Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Fan Qingtong didn't expect to meet her here.

At first glance, he only saw that the silhouette was so beautiful and excessive, which made him move closer unconsciously, and then he could see that it was her.

What a coincidence.

Fan Qingtong strode over and walked to her side.

"Yeah." Ruan Xihe turned his body to one side.

This slightly defensive and defensive posture made Fan Qingtong's eyes flashed a smile.

"I invite you tonight," he said.

The consumption of this bar is not low. The girls who come here are divided into three categories. The first kind is good at home and purely for fun, the second kind is sad and drunk, and the third kind is to catch a golden turtle.

Therefore, the most embarrassing thing is that fake ladies catch the fake rich second generation.

Fan Qingtong has a trace of inquiry in her eyes, so what is she here for?

"No, thanks."

Ruan Xihe rejected him.

Fan Qingtong was very happy when he was rejected. After all, boys like to play with random girls, but they will never interact with random girls too deeply, so he didn't force it, and took a step back: "You seem to be very defensive to me. "

This is very interesting, and the side strokes imply that he is actually a good person and has no bad intentions towards her.

"I don't play with men who have girlfriends."

Ruan Xihe raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fan Qingtong while holding a goblet.

Champagne has a low degree and is not easy to get drunk.

She knew that it was not his girlfriend, but she said that on purpose.

"That's a younger sister." He said very candidly.

You see this is the case with senior scumbags. Regardless of whether you hug and hug you, Tongyi is your sister.

"Yeah." She replied.

"Why do you come to drink alone? Something is on your mind?" Fan Qingtong tilted his head to look at her.

Her profile is really amazing, half of it is gorgeous under the chaotic dancing lights, and the other half is blooming in the dark shadow.

"No." Her tone was cold and defensive, but she turned her head slightly, and the misty eyes fell on him.

Observed by such eyes, Fan Qingtong's heart trembled, and was inexplicably swept by a burst of unobvious numbness.

"Don't look at a man with such a look."

He deliberately lowered his voice, his tone was vague and sultry.

Fan Qingtong still hid half a word without saying it, which would make men want to do some bad things to you.

Ruan Xihe didn't answer the conversation, just looked up and took a sip of the glass of wine.

The wine moisturizes the lips and invites people to taste it.

The darkness in Fan Qingtong's eyes darkened again.

It was already 10 o'clock by this time.

The bar party is about to begin.

Everyone threw the paper into the sky, and the strange lights and the drunken and golden environment made people feel trance.

"Go for a dance? I'll take you."

He unconsciously got close by two points.

Ruan Xihe took a step back, but it was a pity, there was a bar behind, and everyone couldn't retreat. Everyone started shaking their heads frantically, twisting frantically, and indulging frantically.

Such emotions can infect people.

He is tall, with his arms propped on the bar, and he circulates her between his arms.

"going or not?"

He suppressed his voice, this kind of voice can really drown a woman who can drown 80% of it.