[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

The lighting is ambiguous, the drums beat passionately, and the semi-dark environment makes people unknowingly take off their protective masks and indulge in the fragrant wine.

The singer on the stage was holding a guitar and singing fast-paced love songs, but there were only a few young men in the center circle of the lively bar. At first glance, the aura was comparable to that of F4 with its own BGM.

There are handsome men and women approaching that place constantly, but there are only a few of them left successfully. The other three hugged each other in their arms, only the one in the middle, with no one around, kept a distance from the others, bowed his head and folded his cuffs in half .

Jiang Bei next to him felt psychologically shadowed when he saw his actions, and dismissed all the beauties, and his actions were called a rule.

"Is this what you call having fun?"

The little uncle spoke, his voice was calm and loose, not angry but pretentious.

Jiang Bei said cautiously: "Little uncle, I heard that you haven't eaten meat for so many years, I want you to try it."

"You might as well worry about yourself, you will be beaten up by me later."

Ma Fang is the nephew of the bar owner and a new trainee bartender.

He looked around in the crowd, his eyes were dazzled but he didn't see Luo He.

After leaving the dormitory at noon, Luo He didn't come back. I don't know if he was entangled by some girl again.

A hand stretched out from the side, it was as white as jade, straight and slender, and it made me want to lick it just by looking at it.

Ma Fang looked at the hand that was about to reach out to his wine bottle inexplicably, and heard a crisp and laughing voice.

"Please give me a glass of plain water."

"what?"

He looked to the side and was stunned for a moment.

The ends of Luo He's scumbag's tinfoil curls were all cut off, his blond hair was smooth and lustrous, and his oblique bangs revealed his drooping eyes with slightly deep eye sockets.

Drooping eyes are a very gentle eye shape, which sometimes makes people feel that this person has not had enough sleep, but on Luo He's face, it is exceptionally perfect, and the eyelashes blink affectionately like a net, entwining people wrapped in.

The waiter's uniform in a white shirt and black vest was tailor-made for him, outlining a slender waist and buttocks. He is not tall but well-proportioned. His long legs are wrapped in black trousers, revealing a cold white body. ankle.

Ma Fang suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

He had never seen such a obedient and seductive Luo He.

To use those adjectives that women treat men like dogs, by the way, this is a milk dog!

The milk dog Luo He blinked, "Are you intoxicated by my beauty?"

"Fart, are you changing your route to catch rich women?"

"The steel wool ball is too happy for me to bear," Luo He said, "The manager asked me to give a bottle of wine to Jiang Shao in the middle, the one behind you."

"It's really worth it."

Ma Fang gave it to Luo He as he spoke, and Luo He's figure shuttled through the crowd. Although there were so many people, he was the only one who could see it at a glance, and his sight would never lose sight of the target.

Luo He brought the wine to the seat in the middle, only to find that the atmosphere of the four people here was stiff, not as if they were here to relax, but as if they were about to fight.

As if he didn't realize it, he opened wine for them with a smile, looked at the man in the middle, his eyes paused, and his heart beat like a drum.

Next to them are the little hairy heads that Luo He has seen a lot. The clothes on each of them look simple, but they are all big-name brands.

But the one in the middle, is completely different.

They look more mature than these people, but their faces are young.

This kind of contradiction and the sense of "abstinence", "no dating" and "getting away" exuded from him made Luo He taste the sweetness of love instantly.

Oops, this is a heart-pounding feeling!