Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

Chapter 356 Uncle's Poor Little Sister 9

"Oh my god! Brother Huai! Guess who I saw!" Yu Chi rushed in excitedly from outside, with a few ambiguous kiss marks on his collar.

"Look at your shit! Get lost!" Mo Jinghuai put down his wine glass in annoyance and kicked Yu Chi without even thinking.

Although he didn't know who had made Huai Ge angry these days, the matter was not simple now. Yu Chi was anxious and grabbed his hair.

"It's not me! It's Miss Xu Ning, she's in this bar—"

"You. Said. What!" The man looked at him slowly, his eyes becoming increasingly angry, his dark pupils as deep as ink.

Yu Chi didn't expect his reaction to be so intense. Under that angry look, he said dryly: "Sister Xu Ning, she is here..."

Mo Jinghuai stood up suddenly.

Xu Ning sat at the bar, propped up her chin and watched the bartender skillfully mix the colorful drinks, sipping the low-concentration pink drink in her hand.

The smell of peaches combined with the taste of wine brought a slight coolness to the mouth, dispelling the hot atmosphere around her and making her squint her eyes subconsciously.

A faint scent of alcohol lingered at the corners of her eyes, and her made-up face looked more charming than usual. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist under the scent of alcohol, like a lamb that had lost its way and would only be snatched away by a hungry wolf hiding in the darkness.

The people around looked at her with more or less greedy eyes, sweeping over her body in the suspender skirt and moving to her slender and straight legs.

She is so simple yet charming that people just want to spend a wonderful night with her.

There was always a faint smile on Xu Ning's lips, her cheeks slightly tipsy from the alcohol revealing a light pink. She blinked her confused eyes at the dancing men and women in the distance, her slowly moving brain becoming a little sluggish.

What is she doing here with her classmates?

...I forgot.

But this drink is delicious, I want another drink.

"Boss, I'd like another drink," she shouted to the bartender.

"No thanks." The boy who had been watching her stopped the bartender's actions and slowed down his voice as he approached the girl.

"Schoolgirl, you're drunk, can we stop drinking?"

"How about I take you to rest?"

He had noticed this beautiful girl since the first day of school. She was so pretty in every way, but it was a pity that she was too cold.

But now the opportunity has come. Even if we can't be boyfriend and girlfriend, it would be good to have her.

The girl blinked her watery eyes, followed the voice and looked into the boy's lustful eyes, her voice a little slow.

"……rest?"

"Yes, can I take you to rest?" The boy raised his hand and wanted to help her up.

But the girl slapped his hand with a particularly loud "pop" sound.

"I don't want it, I still want to drink, and wait..." alone.

Her voice became lower and lower, and at the end she sat there with her head down as if she was mumbling, and it was completely unclear.

The boy covered his aching hand, obviously not wanting to talk any more, and reached out to pull her.

"Stop drinking!"

The outstretched hand was intercepted by a pair of rough hands halfway. The owner of the hands had obviously used a lot of strength, and his arm felt like it was twisted off and it hurt terribly.

The boy cried out in pain and glared at the person who came over with his teeth bared: "You fucking have..."

But when he saw the other person's muscular body and the muscles in his arms that were many times stronger than his, he became intimidated.