I heard that you seem to have a hard time flirting

"Where?"

"bar."

Shi Liuyun put on his seat belt, paused and added: "The nearest bar will do."

After speaking, he sat down obediently, leaned his head slightly back on the back of the sofa, and turned his head to look at the pitch-black outside the window.

But the car didn't move for a long time, Shi Liuyun looked at it in a daze, thinking that Huo Qian was not very familiar with this area, just regained some strength and wanted to show someone the way, when the roar of the engine started suddenly sounded in the next second.

"Ordinary bars are not good. Do you want to be photographed again?" Huo Qian's cold voice also sounded, "I know there is a bar that does a good security job. Li Xiangsong and the others often go there."

He turned his head and glanced: "I'll take you there."

As soon as the words fell, before Shi Liuyun could nod his head, the car rushed out like an arrow.

He drove so fast that even though the windows were closed tightly, the sound of the wind whistling outside the window still seemed to be coming from his ears. He seemed to be attracted to the car seat by a magnet, and he found it difficult to even raise his head.

There was an inexplicable sense of joy in running, and he moved his head and turned his head to tease Huo Qian: "You can drive this car?" He saw Huo Qian's very gloomy profile.

The words were swallowed by him.

After so many days of "intimacy", Shi Liuyun has thoroughly felt Huo Qian's moodiness. The other party can play Tai Chi with him with a smile in one second, and his whole face inexplicably in the next second. pull down.

The person who seemed to be driving seriously seemed to sense the silence between the two of them, he tightened his hands on the steering wheel, and then pressed the music switch.

Soothing and beautiful light music played slowly. Huo Qian's car has done a good job of anti-noise function. The sound of light music covered the vibration caused by the excessive speed of the car, and it was transmitted to the brain along the ear canal.

Shi Liuyun blinked, thought for a while without asking further questions, and continued to look at the dark night scene outside the window.

As the music is switched one by one, the scenery outside the window gradually changes from dark to colorful, and colorful LED lights are shining everywhere, dyeing the city in a glamorous coat.

The car stopped in front of a very gorgeous building.

Huo Qian drove the car to a specific parking space, put on his hat and mask naturally, turned his head to see that Liu Yun had also put it on, and then opened the door and got out of the car.

Shi Liuyun didn't hesitate, got out of the car quickly, and followed Huo Qian to the bar.

Huo Qian didn't go through the main entrance as he thought, but walked around a side path, and then opened the door at the end.

This is the backstage area of ​​the bar. As soon as Huo Qian entered, a bartender in a suit greeted him, and took the two of them to a box without saying a word.

The bar has a duplex design, and the location of the box is very hidden. It is located in a corner on the second floor of the bar. Although the view from the corner is very wide, there is a large glass, and the outside can only be seen from the inside.

As soon as Shi Liuyun entered, he saw the scene on the first floor along the glass.

At this time, it was the most lively beginning of the night, the hotness and explosion of the bar were unceremoniously displayed, and the colorful lights on the stage came down, and there were people dancing on it.

The explosive drumming mixed with people's shouts spread into the box which was not soundproof. Shi Liuyun shook his head along with the music, feeling that his mind was beginning to be surrounded by familiar chaos.

Huo Qian took him to the seat. The sofa was very long, but they sat facing each other.

The bartender who was accompanying him waited outside the box but did not come in. Huo Qian didn't speak when he sat down. He immediately raised Erlang's legs and folded his arms to look at the sofa cushion behind Shi Liuyun.

Shi Liuyun glanced at the person who was about to merge into the black background, tilted his head, and interrupted the silence: "Mr. Huo used to come here often? You seem to be familiar with it?"

The music in the bar was loud, and Shi Liuyun made it louder.

However, Huo Qian, who was opposite, didn't seem to hear it very clearly. He sat up slightly, frowning, and looked at him.

Shi Liuyun said it again to him, and Huo Qian's expression was still the same. Just when he was thinking about just messing around and not talking, Huo Qian picked up his phone and tapped it, and then the music from the bar came down.

The dancing crowd below were not depressed, they still existed in their own world enthusiastically.

"What did you say?" Huo Qian asked.

Shi Liuyun was stunned by his foul operation, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "I said, did you come here often?"

"No," Huo Qian returned quickly, "I came here once with Li Xiangsong."

Shi Liuyun nodded, did not continue to ask, his eyes circled around the dim surroundings, and asked, "Can I call the waiter?"

Huo Qian looked at him and replied, "Do you really want to drink? I don't think you seem very comfortable."

Although the yellow light above his head was hazy and Shi Liuyun's face could not be seen clearly, he could still catch a glimpse of the pale and red corners of the man's eyes through the gaps in the mottled light and shadow.

"Don't worry," Shi Liuyun's mouth curled up quite normally this time, "I'm in good health."

As he spoke, he yelled toward the door, and when the bartender came to the table with the list, he said, "A glass of whiskey."

Huo Qian, who was sitting opposite, frowned, saw Shi Liuyun turn his gaze, and replied, "Same."

The bartender nodded and left quickly. The two of them stopped talking after ordering the drinks. Huo Qian looked unhappy, and Shi Liuyun didn't bother to talk about it.

But fortunately, the drinks were served quickly, before his eyes could stop on the flickering stage, two glasses of whiskey were already placed in front of them.

The light brown transparent liquid lies quietly in the glass, and the reflected brown light can be seen through the body of the glass.

Shi Liuyun didn't hesitate, took off his mask, took a look at the whiskey in front of him, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

The taste is very positive, with the unique spicy feeling of strong alcohol, which made him tremble all over.

Vaguely thinking that it might be difficult to fall asleep tonight, Shi Liuyun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and caught Huo Qian's gaze on him from the corner of his eye.

Huo Qian only wore a hat, his eyes were dark and blurred, as if he was hesitating to speak.

He put the cup down a little, approached Huo Qianyang and smiled: "Aren't you going to drink?"

Huo Qian glanced at whiskey, slowly moved the wine glass aside, and then turned his attention to Shi Liuyun.

Instead of answering the question, he asked another: "What did you just throw?"

Shi Liuyun didn't react for a while, and Huo Qian looked at his blank eyes, and explained: "When you were downstairs at your house, what did you throw into the trash can?"

He blinked, and his smile dropped: "It's nothing, it's just expired medicine."

"But Mr. Huo, why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing," Huo Qianhui said, "I care about my subordinates."

Shi Liuyun smiled, picked up the whiskey and took another sip: "Thank you for your concern."

The scene fell into silence again. Huo Qian looked at the gradually flattened eyebrows of the opposite person, but he didn't like it at all. Shi Liuyun seemed to be entertaining himself quite well, most of the whiskey in his hand was gone, and his face was also stained red.

Huo Qian stared back and forth on his face for an unknown amount of time. The man seemed to be a little drunk, squinting his eyes and slacking off, his hand holding the wine glass shook a little, and his exposed wrist was very thin and white.

He followed Shi Liuyun's beautiful fingers, and the things he had been paying attention to all the time came up again in an instant. He remembered the picture he saw downstairs in Shi Liuyun's house not long ago:

Not long after he went upstairs, a tall and thin man came out from the door, looking lonely, walking slowly while clutching his cell phone.

"Shi Liuyun," Huo Qian couldn't help but still spoke.

Shi Liuyun looked up at him.

"I just saw it downstairs in your house." Huo Qian continued, "What? Had a fight with your old lover? I saw him bow his head when he came down from your house, and he was about to cry because of the pain."

?old lover?

"You come to the bar to relax? Still drinking such a strong drink..." Huo Qian moved his eyes to his shiny lips, "Who are you getting drunk for?"

He deliberately raised his tone: "It's not like you, Shi Liuyun, where are your claws?"

Shi Liuyun was stunned by the "ex-lover" he was talking about until now, and the spicy taste of the wine filled his mind, which made him react a little slowly.

Huo Qian's stern face was still standing opposite him. He looked at the conditioned reflex and wanted to laugh, and raised his glass and said, "Mr. Huo,"

He was forced to stop abruptly by his own voice, and whiskey's stamina came very quickly, and the two words he called soft were outrageous.

But he ignored the greasy tone and continued, "It's so sour."

The whole box smells of lemon.

Huo Qian's expression cracked instantly, his eyelids flickered again and again, looking at Shi Liuyun's flushed face, he really wanted to step forward and hold it in his hands.

"Is there still vinegar in the bar?" He tilted his head in a daze, "Why does it smell so sour?"

"Time, flow—"

"You said it was an old lover," Shi Liuyun interrupted him, "The old lover is the past tense, the past is the past, of course I won't get drunk for someone who has given up."

"And," he looked at Huo Qian, "can't I just want to drink? Even when Zhou Lin is not my boyfriend—"

"Oh," Huo Qian finally caught the tail of Shi Liuyun's words, "Admit it, ex-boyfriend?"

Shi Liuyun was not surprised, his dark eyes turned and turned to Huo Qian's eyes, he slowly put the cup on the table, and leaned forward with his arms propped up.

Huo Qian also approached him, the smell of strong wine mixed with a trace of medicine penetrated into his nostrils, Huo Qian couldn't help but inhale lightly, just as he stepped forward a little bit uncontrollably, he heard Shi Liuyun, soft and shallow like mist sounded:

"My first love."

These three words are much more ruthless than the words "ex-boyfriend", so ruthless that Huo Qian's hand holding the cup was in vain, almost crushing it.

Something was very wrong, he heard himself saying in his heart, Shi Liuyun's intentional words brought him far more impulse than he imagined.

So he folded his arms and leaned back on the sofa, picked up the whiskey to calm the fire in his heart.

"Tell me," Huo Qian kept his voice as calm as possible, "Your first love?"

Shi Liuyun's expression turned straight: "Boss, it's hard for me to go out for a drink with you, so I won't spoil your fun by not talking about me?"

Well, the claws were confiscated, and they were as vigilant as the wild cats outside, and they were unwilling to say a word of seriousness.

Huo Qian was thinking silently in his heart, and the person across from him put on the same cover as usual, the tails of his peach blossom eyes naturally raised, and his somewhat slack expression showed a hint of drunkenness.

He looked at the shadows cast by the overhead light on the man's face, and the inexplicable impulse in his heart bumped again and again, and finally nodded without saying anything, and his eyes were on Shi Liuyun's Adam's apple, which was constantly rolling up and down due to swallowing.

The box was dim, and Huo Qian's gaze shone like a ball of fire, but Shi Liuyun was confused and raised his head even higher.