Chapter 895: Male lead is too bad 53

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five minutes later.
Su Yan poured a glass of orange-red drink.
It smells like iced tea at first glance.
She inserted a lemon slice on it.
Speak out
"Hiroshima iced tea, try it."
She pushed the drink in her hand.
Nightmare picked up a straw and pouted and took a sip.
It is unthinkable that a sportsman pouting with a habitual drink.
Take a few sips.
A sportsman nodded
"It's delicious."
Su Yan blinked and his emotions remained unchanged.
"Come here and drink inside."
"it is good."
A nightmare master who didn't understand anything when he entered the small world for the first time was tricked into the bar.
Squat inside and drink bite.
At this time, Xiaohua made a noise
"Host, I remember Hiroshima iced tea is a very strong and strong bartender. It is no less than Bloody Mary."
Su Yan nodded
"I know."
"Then why did you give this to the Nightmare Lord?"
"He said he would show up."
"Yes indeed"
"Want to see what he looks like."
Floret
"... you failed to learn, host."
Xiaohua is confused again
"Host, I do n’t think the Lord of Nightmare has drunk it at all. This is a high number of drinks."
"Yep."
"why?"
"He never drank."
Haven't drunk, where does he know that the altitude is low?
Su Yan smiled happily.
Cheeks are pink.
Xiaohua glanced silently at the host.
After a long silence.
"Host, have you been mixing here for a long time, smelling this high degree of wine, a little drunk?"
Florets have deeper memories and the host's alcohol consumption is very poor.
Pour a glass.
Su Yan continued to fiddle with the shaker, shaking his head
"No."
Her voice remained the same as before.
Xiaohua listened, relieved.
Also, it should not be drunk.
At this time, another seat opposite Su Yan's bar.
Someone's voice is sloppy
"The bartender, make me a glass of wine, too."
As soon as Su Yan looked up, he met Jun Yu's dark eyes.
She froze for a while, then stretched out her hand and shook it.
Confirmed to be real
"How did you come?"
Jun Yu's eyes glanced to the side, and he kept looking at the man here.
His eyes were darker, and his thin lips smiled as if before
"I'm afraid you'll be taken away."
Su Yan seriously
"They won't let me go, I'll beat them down."
Then, she poured a glass on the table.
Next second.
Snapped!
One palm shot down.
The glass became broken.
All the eyes cast on her were stunned.
Then, ninety percent of the men, drinking wine pretending to be inadvertent, looked away.
Jun Yu flashed a smile in her eyes, took her hand, and watched her hand not hurt.
Get rid of those residues on your hands.
He speaks
"Who did you come with?"
"Xuanyunzhi."
"Where is she?"
Junyu asked.
Su Yan also looked around.
Soon, there was a thunderous applause, and whistles and screams.
The two looked away.
Just watching on the high platform.
A woman wears a glittering suspender, a wavy curl, big red lips, exquisite looks, and charming makeup.
Little skirt swaying.
Red high heels stepping on the stage, dragging a chair in his hand.
With a brisk song.
The people on the high stage just danced.
All the people in the audience were amazing.
The cheers were getting louder.
Su Yan reaches out to the person on the platform
"Where."