"What do you think?" Mu Xiaoyun glanced at Yang Feng, with a little teasing in his eyes.

"Just be happy." Yang Feng put down his wine glass and his depressed mood was written on his face.

Mu Xiaoyun continued to drink, one cup after another. It seemed that every glass of wine could make her body more paralyzed and reduce her pain by one point.

"Mu Xiaoyun, you really have the nerve to drink by yourself, so let me watch this?" Yang Feng couldn't help asking. After finally coming out of the military camp, was it just a night of dryness?

"You can drink some water." Mu Xiaoyun said, "Juice is OK."

"Tsk, I'm here to drink water?" Yang Feng said unhappily, looking at the wine glass on the table that had been half empty by Mu Xiaoyun, and was a little worried, "You have to spend a lot of money to order so much wine. Have you brought enough money?"

"It's only a few thousand yuan." Mu Xiaoyun said calmly, as if tens of thousands were just a number in her eyes.

"How many thousand yuan?" Yang Feng took a deep breath and then gave Mu Xiaoyun a thumbs up. The tens of thousands of yuan was already the income of an ordinary family in his hometown for nearly a year.

For those who consume in this bar, they waved their hands tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands!

"Waste." Yang Feng said a little unhappy and unhappy.

"Don't worry, I won't let you pay." Mu Xiaoyun said.

"I don't want to pay for it, I don't have that much money." Yang Feng said bluntly. His concept is still relatively traditional and he can't accept such extravagance and waste. Besides, even if he really wants to pay for it, he has no money. The subsidies issued by the army have long been transferred to his father for retirement.

"Look at your stingy look." Mu Xiaoyun gave him a blank look and continued to drink.

"Hmph!" Yang Feng snorted coldly, opened the distance from Mu Xiaoyun, and sat on the other end of the sofa.

So a very strange scene appeared in the bar, a man and a woman were sitting on the couch, with a table of wine in front of her. The woman kept drinking, while the man sat aside and watched.

The behavior of the two people also attracted the attention of many people, and they kept looking at Mu Xiaoyun.

Under the dark lights, Mu Xiaoyun's sexy and hot figure has attracted the attention of many men, but because there is Yang Feng next to him, he has never come to chat with him.

But now it seems that the relationship between the two people is not very harmonious, which makes the men who are originally in a state of turbulent love even more excited.

Finally someone couldn't help but walk over. He was a man who looked very elegant in a suit.

He smiled and said to Mu Xiaoyun: "Miss, you are drinking alone. Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Get out!" Mu Xiaoyun said coldly, even though his eyes were a little confused, his consciousness was still very clear.

"Hmph, you don't look like you're dressed well, be careful not to afford to drink." The middle-aged man said proudly with a gloomy face, then turned around and left.

Soon another man came to chat with Mu Xiaoyun, but Mu Xiaoyun decisively refused, and his tone was very rude.

Even so, men kept coming up to chat with each other. Their purpose was to hunt for beauty. If they were lucky enough to get the favor of such a hot woman, it would be a very wonderful night.

Yang Feng sat aside and watched the show, and could not drink, but could only pass the time by watching Mu Xiaoyun being harassed like this boring thing.

Suddenly, Yang Feng's eyes changed slightly because he found that the man who came this time was not simple.

The steps are steady and powerful, and the shoulders are wide, thick and steady. It is obvious that you have practiced it.

And the key is that this man is still a foreigner, tall and big, with blonde hair and blue eyes.

At the same time, a Chinese man walked over from another direction, wearing famous brands, full of energy, noble temperament, and unrestrained expressions on his face. He looked like a rich second generation.

"It's interesting now." Yang Feng murmured in a low voice, looking at Mu Xiaoyun who was shakingly drunk, and didn't know if she was drunk.

"Beauty, how about having a drink with me?" a foreign man said in a fluent Chinese mouthful.

Before Mu Xiaoyun could speak, the rich second generation who came over at the same time with the foreigner rushed to say, "What are you? Why should you accompany you? Besides, I came first, so I should accompany me."

The rich second generation said this with a strong sense of sarcasm on their faces, and they disdained foreign men.

"I'm not a thing, I'm a human," said a foreign man, his face darkened and his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Although he didn't know what this meant, he also understood that this was definitely not a good thing.

The rich second generation laughed, "I didn't even explain the Chinese language, and I still want to compete with me for a woman and dream."

"Bastard, I think you are looking for death." The foreign man said angrily, staring at the rich second generation as if he was staring at a dead person.

He was about to reach out to teach the rich second generation a lesson, but a foreign black man suddenly appeared and stopped him and said to the rich second generation: "Sorry, my companion drank a little bit today. I apologize for him, you guys continue."

After saying that, he glared at the foreign white man with a fierce look and pulled the foreign white man back to his previous seat.

"George, why should I hold me? Let me teach that arrogant guy a lesson." Foreign white man said to foreign black man in English.

"Anji, this is in China, be low-key and don't forget the mission we came here." said a serious foreign black man named George.

"Aren't the missions completed?" George said indifferently, "I'm leaving China tomorrow, so I won't be allowed to indulge myself."

"Shut up, as long as you are still in China, there are still many uncertainties. When you leave China, you will be at your disposal." Anji said sternly, picking up the wine on the table and taking a few sips.

He has been holding it in for a long time and hasn't had a good time, but when he thinks about this mission, it's better to be cautious.

The foreign white George didn't say anything and took a few sips of wine in depression.

...

On the other side, the rich second generation saw two foreigners leaving in disgrace, showed a proud smile, sat directly beside Mu Xiaoyun, and said with a lewd smile: "Beauty, have you seen it? Brother is so powerful. Foreigners should not bow their heads and bow in front of me."

Mu Xiaoyun's eyes were blurred and her body was shaking, as if she had drunk too much.

Seeing her condition, the rich second generation was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "You are very dazzling tonight. I can't pay attention to it anymore. Are you interested in drinking a few drinks with me? If you want, I'll treat you to this table of drinks."

When it comes to treating, his tone is very generous, as if he is disdainful of the price of this table of wine.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Mu Xiaoyun said in a daze. She did feel a little dizzy, her body was light and a little uncontrollable.

"It doesn't matter if you are not interested. You have already drunk too much. Why don't I send you home? How about the new Lamborghini? Feel the speed of the luxury car?" the rich second generation smiled lewdly.

"No need, thank you." Mu Xiaoyun said, shakingly standing up, trying to leave.

The rich second generation looked at Mu Xiaoyun who was already drunk and stared at her full chest. Evil thoughts arise and he will not give up.

"It's okay, you're so drunk. What if you meet a bad person?"

The rich second generation said, and actually touched Mu Xiaoyun's buttocks directly!!
Chapter completed!