Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

The corners of Jun Tingmo's mouth curled up slightly, seeing Luo Qingqian's angry look, he didn't hold back, leaned over, and kissed her on the lips, then left Luo Qingqian's lips, put his arms around her, and went downstairs .

The car drove to Yunni's bar.

As night came, the streets of City A were very beautiful. When they arrived at Yunni Bar, Luo Qingqian was directly welcomed in by the waiter.

Yun Nie's Bar was already open, so there were many people there. When Luo Qingqian and Jun Tingmo came in, many people subconsciously looked at the two of them. Their temperament was too outstanding, and it was hard not to attract people's attention.

"Sir, miss, this is the supreme luxury private room." After the waiter finished speaking, he turned and left.

Luo Qingqian glanced at Jun Tingmo, a little nervous.

Jun Tingmo looked very calm, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, like a master, walked in directly with Luo Qingqian in his arms.

The music inside fell silent, and there were already people in the room, many people to be exact.

When Luo Qingqian and the other two entered, the music stopped and no one spoke, and the atmosphere was bewildered and quiet for a while.

Luo Qingqian was slightly surprised, and was about to speak when suddenly she screamed, "Qianqian, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A woman with an afro head rushed towards Luo Qingqian and hugged her accurately.

Luo Qingqian was also a little surprised, because this was the one she was most familiar with among this group of people, except for the group leader.

"Wu Jiahui?" Luo Qingqian exclaimed.

"Oh, don't call someone Wu Jiahui, please call me Little Fairy." Wu Jiahui made a cute expression, Luo Qingqian couldn't hold back a momentary burst of laughter, causing everyone in the room to burst into laughter.

The technical nerds also have girlfriends, so many people came in an instant. Now, only the group leader and his family members did not come.

Wu Jiahui pulled Luo Qingqian to sit in a corner, and Jun Tingmo sat down next to Luo Qingqian, glanced at everyone with his eyes, then called for wine, and drank very calmly.

That temperament, he was stunned because no one came forward to talk to him, it was really the reason why he himself was very indifferent.

Wu Jiahui leaned into Luo Qingqian's ear and whispered: "Qianqian, your skin is really good, teach me how to take care of it."

Luo Qingqian: "...your skin is also very good."