I just won't let go of cats

After dinner the next day, Wen Xi told Han Ziyu about going to the bar.

Although Han Ziyu let it go on the surface, he was extremely worried. After Wen Xi and Han Zisheng left, he pulled Qi Feng and followed.

A silk scarf was wrapped around Wen Xi's neck to cover the "bite marks" made by the children on her neck yesterday.

The behavior of not having 300 taels of silver here will inevitably make people think more.

When Ling Yiqian saw Wen Xi at the entrance of the bar, it was not surprising that she took a few extra glances at the obtrusive silk scarf.

"Sorry, are you late?" Wen Xi felt Ling Yiqian's gaze, but said in a warm voice pretending not to feel it.

She didn't want to do this either, but she could only pray that Ling Yiqian would never ask her about the silk scarf.

If you know, the children in her family did not bite, but came to "plant strawberries"...

She...how can she hide for a while...

"How come, it's on time!" Ling Yiqian smiled softly, and stretched out her hand like a gentleman, inviting Wen Xi to walk into the bar.

Han Zisheng quietly held Wen Xi's hand and followed him every step of the way, fearing that if he let go of his hand, the people around him would follow Ling Yiqian and disappear.

Although she hoped that Wenxi could have her own happiness, she silently made troubles on Wenxi's path to find happiness.

If she really wanted to let Wen Xi go, she couldn't do it as easily as she said.

The bar was already full of people, and the music was still familiar, and the shaking people couldn't help feeling a little headache.

In order to entertain Wen Xi and the others, Ling Yiqian reserved a good seat at the booth on the second floor of the bar.

Not only can you see the dance floor, but also the Christmas activities, and you also have the privilege of priority participation.

The booth was very large, but only Wen Xi and the others and Ling Yiqian's two female friends were seated.

Han Zisheng was still a little unfamiliar with such an environment, sitting beside Wen Xi seemed a little quiet.

But those special eyes kept turning around, sometimes looking at the center of the dance floor, sometimes falling on Ling Yiqian, and sometimes looking possessively at Wen Xi beside him.

"Miss Wen, won't it be hot to wear a silk scarf in a bar?" Ling Yiqian didn't ask, but the woman beside her didn't ask as discerningly as she did.

"Lulu!" Ling Yiqian called her friend, and then looked at Wen Xi worried and apologetic.

Wen Xi just returned a shallow smile and took the wine glass: "Miss Ling, thank you for your invitation today."

Taking advantage of the time when Ling Yiqian picked up the wine glass, Wen Xi continued: "Thank you for helping us out earlier."

"It's a little effort, let alone a beautiful girl like you." Ling Yiqian took a sip of her wine, and suddenly she was no longer stingy with her admiration for Wen Xi, "However, thank you two, a glass of wine does not conform to the rules on the wine table ..."

"I understand." Wen Xi said as he drank the wine in the glass and poured himself another glass.

"Sister?" Han Zisheng called out in a worried voice.

She didn't know if Wen Xi could drink, and she was very worried when she saw Wen Xi pouring wine and preparing to get drunk.

Wen Xi gently patted Han Zisheng's head, then raised his glass to respect Ling Yiqian, "I'm sorry, but this kid wants to come after making a fuss."

Ling Yiqian took advantage of the situation to look at Zhang Han Zisheng, and the two looked at each other, their gazes were full of sparks from the collision.

Others may not feel the fighting inside, but the two of them are extremely clear.

Although Han Zisheng was a little timid about the surrounding environment, he was not afraid to meet Ling Yiqian's eyes.

And her eyes are special, being looked at so directly by her, Ling Yiqian unexpectedly felt that there seemed to be a cold wind blowing behind her.

That is different from the sight that can see through her mind, but a sight that seems to be able to see into the depths of her soul.

After feeling this way, she froze for a moment, and smiled provocatively with the corners of her lips curled up, but she only looked away from Han Zisheng for a moment, and looked at Wen Xi again.

goblin!Han Zisheng pouted, evaluating silently in his heart.

Seeing Ling Yiqian clinking glasses with Wenxi with a smile, she replied with a charming smile, "It's okay, this kid is very interesting, and I like it very much."

Han Zisheng twitched his lips again, thinking: A duplicity woman!

Wen Xi's personality is very quiet, even under the fermentation of alcohol, she can still maintain her original appearance.

She kept a comfortable distance in a polite and friendly manner, and on the surface it seemed that she had a good chat with Ling Yiqian.

It's just that she didn't know that Ling Yiqian had been investigating her for so long, and all she found was her identity at school, and her adult body now seemed to appear out of thin air.

Ling Yiqian originally fell in love with Wenxi at first sight because of her looks and her calm personality when things happen, but now she is more curious about Wenxi's life experience.

But she couldn't ask directly, and she seemed to be very purposeful, so she had to go around and ask about Wen Xi's family situation, childhood fun, and work situation.

Wen Xi didn't hide what he could say, and didn't know how to explain it, so he raised his glass with a gentle smile and skipped the topic.

The method was that Han Ziyu spent 10 minutes making up for her before they went out.

Han Zisheng nestled quietly beside Wen Xi, drinking the juice specially ordered for her, and listening to the conversation between Wen Xi and Ling Yiqian.

If you don't feel happy listening to any sentence, you poke Wen Xi with your elbow in dissatisfaction.

Wen Xi looked at the children at first, but later felt that the movements became more and more frequent, so she didn't look back.

Just silently write down the number of times, and prepare to go home.

After a few drinks, the Christmas event begins in the middle of the dance floor.

Ling Yiqian put down her wine glass, stood up, looked at Wen Xi's invitation and asked, "Want to go down and have a look together?"

Wen Xi hesitated, she went down, Han Zisheng would stay here alone, she was not at ease.

Han Zisheng also looked at Wenxi, with a faint light in his eyes, as if he was saying: If you leave me here alone, I will make trouble now!

"My little friend, I arranged for someone to protect me nearby." Ling Yiqian added warmly when she saw that Wen Xi's hesitation was due to Han Zisheng.

The two women accompanied by Ling Yiqian had already urged each other to go down the second floor first, and walked towards the center of the dance floor.

Wen Xi doesn't really want to play, but she doesn't really want Ling Yiqian to lose face either.

She looked at Han Zisheng thinking and thinking, and slowly put her hand on the silk scarf she was wearing, and took it off.

"I'll go down and take a look with Miss Ling. Will you hold the silk scarf for me?" Wen Xi handed the silk scarf to Han Zisheng with a soft voice, waiting for the child's consent.

Han Zisheng looked at the pink on Wen Xi's neck, and then looked up at Ling Yiqian. Although his heart was sour, he understood Wen Xi's character.

The "strawberries" swearing sovereignty are all on display, no more rejection, no more nonsense!

"Okay." She replied while taking the silk scarf.

When Ling Yiqian heard this promise, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief: You can count on leaving this clingy little devil behind!

She walked around the table and stood by, waiting for Wen Xi to get up.

"Good boy." Wen Xi rubbed Han Zisheng's head before leaving his seat.

The distance between the two of them was half a body, and they walked from the second floor to the dance floor. Because of the position, Ling Yiqian couldn't fully check the situation on Dao Wenxi's neck.

And Wen Xi was very sensitive to the sight checking her neck. She looked sideways at Ling Yiqian's gaze, but she looked puzzled, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yiqian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied softly: "You are very charming tonight!"

"Thank you, Miss Ling too." Wen Xi still replied politely.

"Just call me Yiqian." Ling Yiqian felt a little helpless at this polite distance.

Wen Xi smiled and nodded, but did not respond.

The host in the center of the dance floor began to introduce the content of tonight's activities. Listening to those exciting off-single projects, the single men and women in the audience screamed for it.

"Shall we go together?" Ling Yiqian invited again.

"Miss Ling," Wen Xi turned her body slightly, brushed the hair scattered around her neck, and then revealed the pink color Ling Yiqian had been looking for, "I'm sorry, I have someone I like!"

Ling Yiqian: ...