Fishing Beauty Induction Guide

After meeting Lu Jianchuan at school, Zhuang Mingjue's irritable and restless state lasted for more than a week.

Although he tried his best not to show it in front of Su Chi, his occasional preoccupation made Su Chi discover the clue.

He knew before that Zhuang Mingjue didn't like Lu Jianchuan very much, and what Zhuang Mingjue did during this time also confirmed this point of view. Even Zhuang Mingjue's attitude towards Lu Jianchuan couldn't be summed up in simple "dislike".

To be precise, it should be disgusting.

The kind that I hate so much that I can't wait to let the other party disappear.

Su Chi didn't reveal Zhuang Mingjue's worries, but just stayed by his side obediently as comfort, and a week had passed before he knew it.

One day, when Zhuang Mingjue finally got out of that restless state, he realized that Su Chi hadn't been out of the house for a long time.

"Bored? Staying at home alone," Zhuang Mingjue looked down at Su Chi who was holding a fruit plate in his arms and watching a movie while eating grapes. "Do you want to buy a pet to relieve your boredom?"

Zhuang Mingjue was away from home for at least ten hours at work every day. During these ten hours, Su Chi could only rely on electronic devices to pass the time. It was fine for a few days, so how could it not be boring in the long run.

Su Chi shook his head: "I don't know how to take care of them, don't bother with other small animals."

Zhuang Mingjue chuckled, and suddenly remembered that a friend of his had reopened his bar after renovation. He sent a message two days ago calling him to come over to join him, but Zhuang Mingjue hadn't replied yet.

"My friend has a bar in the center of Hongcheng City, do you want to take you to join in the fun?"

With a grape in his mouth, Su Chi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhuang Mingjue: "Could it be the "friend" who wants to do something like me again, right? "

Zhuang Mingjue smiled: "No, it's just the owner of the bar who frequents. He has no background, and he is easy-going and easy-going."

In Su Chi's two lifetimes together, he has not had a few bar entertainment experiences. The only time he went to the bar in the university town with his classmates was when he was in college.

I went early at that time, and the scattered guests were all students. To be honest, there was no atmosphere.

So much so that Su Chi didn't have any impression of the bar. Now that Zhuang Mingjue mentioned it, Su Chi simply nodded: "Okay, let's go."

It can also be regarded as seeing the world and broadening one's horizons.

The bar is located in the semi-basement of a pedestrian street in the city center. Several shops are combined together, and the space is unusually large.The boss has a unique taste in decoration. The bar is divided into several areas. The left side is North American exotic style, the right side is cyberpunk style, and the large area in the middle plus the bar is turned into a heavy metal mechanical style.

The boss was wearing a bartender's clothes, with his shirt rolled up to his forearm, revealing the complex black rose tattoo on his skin. He saw Zhuang Mingjue's tall figure from a long distance, and he waved with a smile, "Boss Zhuang, come to join us?"

Zhuang Mingjue led Su Chi to sit at the bar, and the man looked at Su Chi curiously: "It's true that the sun is coming out from the west, and Boss Zhuang would actually bring someone to the bar?"

Zhuang Mingjue took the wine and didn't explain much.

As a bar owner, the man has been in nightclubs for many years, and he can see the vague ambiguity between the two at a glance.He couldn't help being a little curious, he had always shown others with a "restraint/desire" attitude, what kind of person would Zhuang Mingjue who came to the bar just to drink be taken down.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously turned his head to look at that handsome young man. Su Chi noticed the other's gaze, and smiled calmly: "Hello, Su Chi."

The man raised his eyebrows and whistled, as if he was very surprised. He was stunned for a moment before taking Su Chi's hand.

"Hello, Johnson."

Qiao Sen turned around, took a glass of gin from the dazzling array of wine on the cabinet, and handed it to Zhuang Mingjue, and said with a smile: "No wonder I haven't seen Mr. Zhuang come to play recently, it turns out that people got stuck."

He looked at Su Chi with a smile: "What would you like to drink, sir?"

Su Chi didn't quite understand, so he turned to look at Zhuang Mingjue.

Zhuang Mingjue held the glass and took a sip of the wine, and said lightly: "Look at the adjustment, it's easier to drink, the alcohol/alcohol concentration should not be too high, he has never drank it before."

In this way, Qiao Sen knew it in his heart, nodded and turned to get busy.

Soon a glass of orange wine was pushed in front of Su Chi, and a piece of lemon peel rolled into a spring was placed on the surface of the foamy liquid.

"The mood is adjusted by mixing wine. After thinking about it, this glass is more suitable for you."

Su Chi reached out to take it, and a scent of orange mixed with lemon came over his face.

Zhuang Mingjue cast a glance: "What wine?"

"Orange liqueur, lemon juice, mixed with a little rum and brandy, but considering that Mr. Su is drinking it for the first time, I reduced the two spirits by two-thirds and replaced them with soda water."

Su Chi took a sip. Compared with the taste of the wine, the fruity aroma was more obvious. The sweet and sour taste overwhelmed the spicy alcohol, making it easy to drink.

Su Chi nodded: "It's delicious."

"As long as you like it," Johnson shrugged, "By the way, the name of this glass of wine is "between the sheets". "

Between the bed/room.

It's pretty nasty.

Qiao Sen grinned ambiguously: "So drinking bartending is based on your mood. You must like this glass of wine."

Qiao Sen had no malice, and the two of them readily accepted it. Seeing that Su Chi and Zhuang Mingjue were chatting with each other, Qiao Sen found an excuse to leave with a wink, leaving space for the two of them.

"Do you often come here to play?" Su Chi looked around for a week. At this time, the bar was receiving customers, and on a small stage not far away, a band was adjusting microphones and equipment.

"It was introduced by Tang Wensheng. There is a limited number of guests here every day. Although it's lively, it's not too noisy." Zhuang Mingjue sipped his wine and looked at Su Chi sideways. He smiled slightly, "Why, do you like this place?"

"It's not like I like it, but I just find it novel." Su Chi propped his chin and looked at Zhuang Mingjue, "It turns out that you are not always on the same line at work and at home."

Although he has confirmed his feelings for Zhuang Mingjue, for a long time, he really has very little understanding of this person.

"I also need to relax sometimes." Zhuang Mingjue shook the wine glass in his hand, but he caught a glimpse of Su Chi's meaningful eyes out of the corner of his eye. Zhuang Mingjue raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"Brother, I have a guess." Su Chi leaned closer while leaning on the bar chair, "Brother, have you investigated me before?"

Zhuang Mingjue blinked, without any hesitation, he smiled lightly and nodded: "Indeed."

Su Chi's biographical file was placed on Zhuang Mingjue's desk less than a month after they met each other.

This is nothing unusual for him.

Even if it was someone else, it would be a compliance operation within the procedure to do a little investigation into the life of the sponsor, not to mention that Zhuang Mingjue still has different feelings for Su Chi.

Su Chi pursed his lips, visibly unhappy.

Zhuang Mingjue thought that the other party felt that his/her privacy had been violated/infringed. Just as he was about to explain, Su Chi sighed softly, scratched the side of the goblet with his fingertips, and said dissatisfiedly with downcast eyes, "I don't care about anything, big brother." It's clear, but I don't seem to understand much about the eldest brother."

Zhuang Mingjue was taken aback for a moment, a warm current gushed out of his heart.

Su Chi wanted to understand himself.

This recognition made Zhuang Mingjue more intoxicated than the wine.

For a moment, he almost thought that this was an illusion caused by alcohol fumigation.

"Brother?" Su Chi called again.

Zhuang Mingjue blinked, and then he recovered from the joy that blasted his brain blank.

He hooked his lips and turned his head to look at Su Chi: "You want to know me so much?"

Su Chi nodded: "Of course I want to."

"Okay," Zhuang Mingjue put his arms around Su Chi's waist regardless of the people coming and going around him.

At this time the stage was already filled with music, Zhuang Mingjue leaned closer, his thin lips pressed against his ear, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will ask Shen Zheng to send you a copy of my information, okay?"

Su Chi chuckled, "Okay."

The atmosphere between the two was just right, and suddenly a bartender handed over a glass of wine.

"Hi sir, this is the wine for you at the opposite table."

Su Chi was taken aback, and pointed to himself: "For me?"

"Yes."

Su Chi looked in the direction the bartender pointed, and saw a man on a booth not far away raised his glass and smiled at Su Chi.

Before Su Chi could even see the man's face clearly, Zhuang Mingjue looked at him forcefully and clasped his waist tightly.

The man pressed the back of Su Chi's head with one hand, and slapped the wallet on the bar with the other.

"For that glass of wine, mix twenty glasses and send it back as it is." Zhuang Mingjue looked at the person on the booth with a cold gaze, and ordered the bar in a deep voice, "Then tell him, don't care about other people's things casually."

The bartender retreated fearfully with his wallet. Su Chi was pressed on Zhuang Mingjue's shirt, sobbing and pushing him, and lying on Zhuang Mingjue's body in a funny way.

"Brother, you smell more sour than the lemon peel in my glass."

"Really?" Zhuang Mingjue looked down at Su Chi who was in his arms with curved eyebrows, and nodded in agreement, "It's really sour."

His cup of vinegar has been brewed for nearly 20 years, sour is right.

The power of twenty glasses of bartending is enough to deter other people who are coveting/coveting about Su Chi. In the rest of the time, the two of them drank and chatted. Qiao Sen came to greet him from time to time, very calm and harmonious.

Su Chi drank a lot of wine at night, and went to the bathroom while Qiao Sen was talking with Zhuang Mingjue.

He just washed his hands and was about to go out, when he turned around and bumped into a man who barged in with a dull head.

"Oh." Su Chi didn't do anything, the man pretended to throw himself to the ground.

While holding his buttocks and grinning his teeth, he muttered in his mouth: "Sure enough, it's unlucky to drink cold water and stuff your teeth. Who the fuck did I provoke?"

"Are you okay?" Su Chi squatted down slowly, reaching out to give him a hand.

"It's okay, it's okay," the other party waved his hand, "I can do it myself."

Although this kid is reckless, he has a lot of self-respect, Su Chi smiled: "Then I'll go first, be careful."

Before he could move his legs, he heard the man yell, "It's you?!"

Su Chi was taken aback, and turned his head to look at the man. It was not a familiar face, but his eyebrows and eyes seemed somewhat similar to his own.

"It's me. We met at Zhuang Mingjue's company."

Su Chi was taken aback: "See you?"

He suddenly recalled that this was the little model that Zhuang Mingjue had kept for a month.

At that time, he went to Zhuang Mingjue's company to look for him, and he did meet this person once.

The other party seemed very excited: "What a coincidence, I can meet you here!"

Su Chi laughed: "It's really a coincidence."

"Oh, that's right," the other party approached, lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Are you still in contact with that guy Zhuang Mingjue?"

Su Chi was dumbfounded, this person seemed to be ignorant of the matter between himself and Zhuang Mingjue, for a moment he really didn't know how to answer him.

"I would like to advise you, break up with that guy as soon as possible," the man said with a sad face, "Didn't I just steal a luxury car from him, and his family is still trying to trouble me recently! Unlucky died."

Su Chi: "..."

"So you, hurry up and run!"

Just as the man finished speaking, a deep voice came from behind: "Who are you chatting with?"

Eric froze all over, he turned his head tremblingly, just collided with Zhuang Mingjue's cold gaze.

Eric sucked in a breath of cold air, and the hairs all over his body stood up in fright.

Gan!

Shashen himself!

The author says:

Zhuang Mingjue: "The eyes are kind." What did you just say?

Eric: In terms of bad luck, I have never lost...

The little model is not a threat, and the back is a mascot, right?