A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange leaned on the back of the chair, his fingers lightly beat the beat on his thighs, Xie Lingxuan's face was stern, and he once again doubted why he wanted to go out with her.

The car stopped in front of the bar, while Shu Ange was still holding his wallet, Xie Lingxuan had already settled the bill.

She opened the car door, and the cold wind blew through the windbreaker into her collar, causing Shu Ange to shiver.

Xie Lingxuan walked towards the Yuebanwan Bar with neon lights flashing lightly. The loud music and the sound of DJs rushed from indoor to outdoor like thunder.

"Do you come to the bar often?"

Shu Ange quickly followed behind Xie Lingxuan and asked, without turning his head, he said, "How much have you always said that?"

"I want to drink, drink..."

The two young boys came out of the bar with a drunk companion. The drunk man stumbled and was about to bump into Shu Ange. Xie Lingxuan reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Shu Ange bumped into Xie Lingxuan's solid chest, and his hot breath rushed towards her face, making her unable to help but let out a light cry, he let go of her arm, impatiently: "Can't you watch the road?"

"Thank you, but when you help others, it's better not to be so fierce."

Every time the two made physical contact, Xie Lingxuan would think of the charming and charming way she rode on him in the Taekwondo training hall, and her body could not help but heat up.

So when she threw herself into her arms, Xie Lingxuan would push her out conditioned reflexively.

Shu Ange suppressed a smile and thanked Xie Lingxuan. He rolled his eyes: "Don't be sentimental, I didn't help you, it's just a conditioned reflex."

"Haha, no need to explain, explanation is to cover up, in short, if you want to thank you."

"childish."

Xie Lingxuan put his hands in his pockets, pursed his thin lips and walked into the noisy Yuebanwan bar with a cold face. Shu Ange followed behind him, with the back of his hand slightly raised at the corner of his lips.

The nightlife is colorful, the lights are feasting in the bar, and the demons are dancing wildly. Young men and women drinking on the bar are flirting and flirting while guessing. .

The anesthesia of alcohol makes people forget their troubles, and the cool-dressed beauties tease the well-recognized optic nerve.

The air was mixed with the smell of perfume and alcohol, as well as the smell of cigarettes. Shu Ange frowned slightly, only to feel that it was really noisy here.

After Xie Lingxuan entered the bar, he felt like a duck to water, and soon two beautiful girls dressed as awl-faced Internet celebrities came to chat up. He took a glass of wine from the bar and coldly refused the other party's chat.

There was a woman who didn't believe in evil and reached out to touch Xie Lingxuan's chest. He grabbed her wrist and pushed him out mercilessly.

The woman held her wrist with red eyes and bit her teeth. After giving Xie Lingxuan a resentful look, she left with a look of grievance.

When they left, they happened to pass by Shu Ange. She heard the two complaining bitterly: "What's the use of looking good, such a hater must be gay."

"That's right, it's so white, it's definitely a Xiaoshou."

Shu Ange covered his lips with his hands and walked towards Xie Lingxuan with a smile. When he raised his chin to drink, he snatched his glass.

The wine glass was suddenly snatched, Xie Lingxuan lowered his head and glared at Shu Ange: "What on earth are you trying to do?"

"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Shu Ange shook the wine glass, drank the wine in it, and then tasted it with a sigh of relief: "The taste is very good, but it's a little weak."

"you--"

Xie Lingxuan stretched out her hand to get the wine again, but was stopped by Shu Ange, she almost stuck her whole body on him: "You can't drink, if you dare to drink, I'll—"

"I don't need you to take care of me."

After Shu Ange drank, her cheeks flushed slightly. She pressed Xie Lingxuan's lower abdomen with her hand, raised her chin slightly, and said, "Kiss you!"

Her focused and serious eyes made Xie Lingxuan's heart tremble. He deliberately avoided her sight, took his hand away from the wine glass, and said coldly, "Aren't you looking for Zhang Ruize?"

"Of course I'm looking for it, don't drink alcohol, or I'll—"

Shu Ange looked at Xie Lingxuan's lips meaningfully, his burning gaze made him feel like he was sitting on a needle, repulsion and anticipation were intertwined.

In the center of the bar, a young boy with a headband on his head and a guitar in his arms, sang while playing, his hoarse singing emotional tune, full of contagion.

Shu Ange walked to the stage in the center of the bar. The people who were beating drums and playing instruments, as well as the men and women dancing around, all looked at her with surprise.

When Zhang Ruize was in school, he wore black-rimmed glasses, had short hair, and looked like a good student.

On the bar stage, his short hair stood up in a messy way, the headband was tied in a beautiful knot at the back of his head, his face was painted with exaggerated makeup, and the silver eyeshadow spread all the way to the temples, looking a bit enchanting and evil. .

Yuebanwan was open all night, and Shu Ange finally understood why Zhang Ruize was sleepy every day. He really didn't sleep at night.

"rayond, change to a faster rhythm."

Playing the drum set, he shook his head and motioned to Zhang Ruize. After he hummed, he adjusted the microphone and changed to a song with a faster rhythm.

"Hooha, invite the lead singer to have a drink, come here, drink it up."

Someone smiled and raised a glass to the stage and brought it to Zhang Ruize's lips. After frowning slightly, he picked up the glass and drank the wine inside.

The other party laughed and stuffed Zhang Ruize with two red notes.

From beginning to end, Zhang Ruize didn't look up at Shu Ange, as if he didn't know her.

"rayond, what is your stage name? Classmate Zhang, can you get off work earlier today? The teacher wants to talk to you."

Shu Ange approached Zhang Ruize and put his hand on his shoulder to talk to him. When Xie Lingxuan saw this scene in the distance, she felt that her hand on Zhang Ruize's shoulder was a little annoying and wanted to move her hand away.

Zhang Ruize lowered his head to tune the guitar. After turning off the headset, he looked up at Shu Ange: "Thank you, Mr. Shu, for your concern. You can go back. I get off work at 3:30 in the morning."

After he finished speaking, he put on the headset again, and at the same time pushed Shu Ange's hand away from his shoulder.

Being rejected so thoroughly by the students, Shu Ange once again experienced the feeling of losing face. She folded her arms and listened to Zhang Ruize singing to the passionate accompaniment music.

People kept crowding on the stage, so Shu Ange had to retreat to the dance floor.

As soon as she stood on the dance floor, someone squeezed to her side and chatted up: "Beauty, this is the first time, I haven't seen you before, let's dance together?"

The person who spoke was a man with smooth combed hair, wearing a floral shirt and a sapphire necklace around his neck. He smelled of alcohol and stared at Shu Ange with narrow eyes.

"do not jump."