Moonlight Kissed The Red Rose

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In June, Huashi.

As soon as the summer heat arrived, the temperature gradually rose, the city with tall buildings became more and more sultry, the outdoor temperature got higher and higher, and even the leaves of the trees on the side of the gray road were scorched and greasy.

At this time, the bar business became hot, and the passenger flow was increasing day by day. Every day, some people came to indulge their nightlife in the name of greedy for cool.

Warm light falls on the glass, in a corner of the bar, someone is playing, the guitar is paired with the accordion, and the tune is gently tuned.

"I'm not interested in you, I'm cold-blooded."

Qi Yuanhan refused the invitation from the woman next to her.

The man played with the cup in her hand, and the ice cubes collided with the glass to make a noise. She held Qi Yuanhan's words carefully, "Not interested, cold?"

Qi Yuanhan said.

"Sexual indifference can only mean that I didn't find a suitable way, and didn't liberate my nature." Her red lips squeezed the cup, "Actually, a single pinch is all water."

Qi Yuanhan didn't care about these words.

Pinch out the water?

She knows her own body.

Qi Yuanhan just came here to wait for friends, and didn't want others to strike up a conversation, let alone discuss "sex" with others.

The woman has wavy curly hair on her shoulders, with a mature and sexy taste, and she can feel the tension on her body when sitting there.

Qi Yuanhan ignored her and went to get the juice glass. The ice cubes in it melted. She asked the bartender to change a glass of ice.

The bartender asked the person next to her smoothly, "Where's this lady, what do you want to drink?"

"Absinthe."

The wine that was mixed was emerald green, and it was completely different from the orange juice in Qi Yuanhan's hand. The woman shook the glass and said, "The color is different from yours."

Qi Yuanhan said casually: "Your cup has mutated."

The woman was amused and chuckled softly, "You are very funny."

The wine in the glass is crystal clear, and the taste is slightly bitter. The wormwood and fennel blend into sweetness. After a cup, you can taste the fragrance of mint. Overall, the taste is beautiful, but the alcohol content is too high.

Just one cup seems to be drunk.

The woman ordered a cup on her own initiative, and pushed her fingertips to Qi Yuanhan's hand by pressing the mouth of the cup.

Qi Yuanhan raised his arm. When the woman thought she was going to take it to drink, Qi Yuanhan just put his arm on the glass table and repeated the sentence, "I don't drink."

She is very principled. In a lot of cool clothes, she still wears long clothes and long trousers. The black trousers make her cold and difficult to pick up. Now she has a mole of tears. When seeing people, she adds a kind of birthplace. The high cold sensation that comes.

The woman's hand is very close to her arm, and it is difficult to distinguish whether the cold air is coming from the ice in the cup or Qi Yuanhan's arm.

She got up slightly and got closer to Qi Yuanhan, her breath scratching Qi Yuanhan's cochlea, and a faint mint fragrance swept across.

The red lips are only one millimeter away from Qi Yuanhan's earlobe, and it is easy to catch a glimpse of the mole, so close, Qi Yuanhan does not dodge, as if deliberately tempting her to peck lightly. The woman said, "Your ears are red."