This night was very cold, and it was raining sparsely.
"Aqiu! What the hell is the weather like? I finally sneaked into the Magic City and encountered this damn weather," said a man who looked to be only 18 or 19 years old, rubbing his hands.
He was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt. In fact, the weather today was not cold, but rather comfortable. However, it suddenly started raining in the afternoon and the evening wind blew at night, which made him shiver unprepared.
"Damn it, Master, I have never been so angry before." Thinking of the life of well-dressed and well-fed people at home, Jun Zimo felt a little nostalgic again.
"Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking? I finally ran out this time, and I don't want to go back to that ghost place."
Jun Zimo is actually the prince of the Jun family in Kyoto, and the Jun family can be said to dominate the sky in Kyoto. Whether it is economic, military, cultural, etc., it is second to none in the country and even the world.
Because he grew up in such a family, his father Junhao was also very strict with him. In addition to studying, he also involved him in economic matters, and he began to train him since he was a child.
Because of his father's strictness and the so-called heir to the family, he was under great pressure.
In order to get rid of his father's "devil's clutches", Junzimo studied hard in his last year of high school and applied for Shanghai University of Finance and Economics as the top scorer in Kyoto.
In fact, with his top score in Kyoto, he could apply for Kyoto University, but in order to get rid of his father's "surveillance".
When he deliberately applied, he did not apply for Kyoto University. His father Junhao only found out after the admission results came out, which made him very angry.
It was only a week before school started, so he secretly arrived in the Magic City early. He was afraid that his father would give him a beating before leaving.
But here comes the problem, he came here secretly without much money, and now he is too embarrassed to ask for it.
"Tch, as a human being, you still need face. If I go to ask for money from me now, it won't be a big loss of face. I, Junzi Mo, can't afford to lose that person!" Junzi Mo tried to persuade himself.
"This is? A bar! The name of 'Ye Se' Bar is quite good. Why don't you feel sorry for yourself tonight and stay in the bar? We'll find a place to stay tomorrow!" Jun Zimo heard the excitement inside from outside.
Because he was born in the Jun family in Kyoto, Jun Zimo's words and deeds represent the image of the Jun family. Naturally, his father Jun Hao would not allow him to go to places like bars.
I still remember the last time he went to the bar and was discovered by Jun Hao. If his sister and mother hadn't been protecting him, he almost had one of his legs broken.
When you walk into a night bar, the first thing that catches your eye is the colorful neon lights, which shine seductively in the dark, attracting countless people looking for joy.
A beautiful woman in sexy clothing stood in front of the bar. Her smile was like a spring breeze, making people want to get close and willing to spend money on her.
A strong aroma of wine hits your face, and various brands of whiskey, vodka, rum, etc. are dazzling. A variety of cocktails are placed on the bar, colorful and mouth-watering.
On the dance floor of the bar, the music was deafening and the lights flickered on and off, as if you were in a dream-like world. The young men and women danced to the rhythm of the music. Their laughter and cheers came one after another, full of youthful vitality. At the bar seats next to the dance floor, people toasted, drank, talked and laughed, and enjoyed this rare relaxing time.
In the corner of the bar, some lovers were whispering, their eyes full of tenderness and sweetness. And those who are alone are sipping wine in front of the bar, perhaps looking for like-minded friends, or perhaps reminiscing about the good times in the past.
Here, you can release your stress to your heart's content, put aside worldly worries, and have a drink and carnival with friends.
“The bartender will make me a cocktail!”
"Okay sir, please wait a moment!"
The bartender is like a magician, and his stage is the bar table full of mystery. The bottles and glasses in his hands are like his magic wand, and those colorful cocktails are his magic.
The bartender's movements were skillful and elegant. He waved lightly, and the bottle drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell accurately into his hand. His eyes are focused and deep, as if he can see through the characteristics of every wine and the soul of every cocktail.
He gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and the wine swirled in the glass, making a pleasant sound. His eyes never left the glass, as if he was looking for something. Then, he quickly poured a wine into the cup, and the wine rolled in the cup, forming layers of ripples.
He waved the bottle in his hand again, this time of a different kind. He tilted the bottle gently, and the wine flowed into the glass like a ribbon, blending perfectly with the wine in the glass. His eyes sparkled, as if he were admiring a work of art.
Finally, he gently pushed the prepared cocktail in front of the guests, smiled and said: "This is your cocktail, I hope you like it." Jun Zimo took the cocktail, looked at the colorful liquor, and smelled it The tempting aroma brought a satisfied smile to his face.
Jun Zimo found a remote seat in a corner and sat down. On the seat in front of him, there was a woman drinking quietly.
Jun Zimo was deeply attracted by her back.
Her back is like an elegant picture that makes people stop and admire it. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, blowing gently in the breeze and exuding a charming fragrance. Her figure is graceful and her waist is slender, as if she is a masterpiece carefully crafted by God.
She wore a light dress, the hem of which swayed with her steps like a blooming flower. The color of the dress complemented her skin tone, making her look even more beautiful. Her legs were slender and straight, and her steps were light, as if she were performing a graceful dance.
The light shone on her body, coating her back with a golden glow. Her shadow stretched long on the ground, like a soft ribbon, swaying with her steps. Her back gives people a sense of tranquility and elegance, making people want to get closer and feel her breath.
Just when Jun Zimo wanted to admire the beautiful scenery silently, she suddenly turned around, and that beautiful face came into view, which was stunning. Her eyes were as bright as stars, and the corners of her mouth were raised into a charming smile. Her beauty is not just appearance, but also a kind of temperament, a kind of charm that radiates from the inside out.
"Pa" a slap hit Jun Zimo hard on the face.
"Holy shit, you must be sick! Didn't I just look at you for a while? You are so beautiful, why are you so cruel!
My handsome face has been slapped by you, how can I go out to meet people! "Jun Zimo suddenly became angry, didn't he just look at you for a while, that's all!
"Ugh, vomit." However, Jun Zimo's answer was a burst of vomiting.
"Damn it, you drank too much, don't spit on me! Damn it, it's really unlucky to meet a woman like you today!"
"Ugh, vomit..."
"No, you're still here, I'm not a trash can!"
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"Sir, we are almost closing. Look..."
Jun Zimo looked at the woman who had vomited all over him and was speechless. "Get me a room, not two, and her." Jun Zimo pointed at the woman.
She was very drunk now, so late at night, she would definitely be taken away by some ill-intentioned people, and it would be hard to say whether she was innocent by then.
"Sorry sir, we only have one room left!"
"What kind of room? The only one left in such a big bar like yours?"
"Yes sir!"
"Just one room! Come on, you can't stand me. I smell like alcohol and I have to take a shower!" Jun Zimo took out his ID card.
"Okay sir" the waiter said with a "I understand" look on his face.
