Chatper 1942 (1/2)

Ah Sang was a little aggrieved, he was not happy, he really felt that riding a tiger was hard to get off now. They should understand each other, Bai Qianluo should understand.

"Okay, Ah Sang, I understand. It's rare for a girl to be so enthusiastic about you. It's also good if I help you." Bai Qian said duplicity.

Ah Sang's face darkened slightly, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

"Yes, I must help. I still have to eat some meat tonight." Xia Qi raised Ah Sang's chin again with her hand. That appearance, like a charming and charming female fairy, made it hard to refuse, but dare not really accept.

Of course, this is the opinion of other men.

Ah Sang was quite confused here, he couldn't figure out Bai Qianluo's current reaction, why he had to go, why he looked so strange.

"Ah Luo, Mr. Duanmu, do you want to come together? It's boring for the three of us to drink, how about we go together?" Bai Qianluo looked at Cheng Luo and Duanmu City again.

The two of them looked at Thirteen, and seeing that Thirteen didn't intend to refuse, they nodded accordingly.

So, represented by Bai Qianluo, Cheng Luo and the others left the reception one after another.

This way, the relatively well-known people will be gone, and other people will let themselves go, and dare to talk about anything.

Thirteen They are now in the central city of the southern country, Saint Feed.

There is a bar in San Fede called Heat, which is doing very well, but the bar is also very expensive. People who are not as prestigious as Duanmu City will generally not receive them.

Bai Qianluo has the super VIP card of Heat Bar in his hand, so he is a regular customer of the bar at first glance.

She brought thirteen people in, ordered wine with familiar movements, and found a booth.

"Okay, everyone, sit down. This bar is opened by my friend, and I have a super VIP card, which I rarely use." Bai Qianluo put the card on the table and smiled faintly.