Chapter 126: The Raised Canary (25)

What Liu Weiwei didn't know was that she was also the prey of many hungry wolves, even more attractive than the scantily clad woman on the stage.

After a few worlds, Liu Weiwei precipitated a unique temperament, creating a world of his own in this noisy bar.

Compared with other people, Liu Weiwei is dressed too tightly, even the sweater is high-necked, but it is hard to hide her figure, her smooth long black hair makes her look a little more gentle, and the mask on her face is her Filled with a trace of mystery.

Rejecting one person again increases the number of wine glasses on the table to seven.

Looking at the newly added glass of wine, Liu Weiwei frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Turn on the phone and find the only person I can contact, Xiaoyun.

[Xiaoyun, can you contact Mr. Shang? 】

Xiaoyun: I can only contact Butler Yan.

[Can you help me ask Steward Yan if Mr. Fang has finished his work? 】

Liu Weiwei pointed at the phone screen, feeling a sense of anxiety in his heart, and a strong sense of vigilance all over his body.

Before Xiaoyun recovered, Liu Weiwei shrank his pupils, tilted his head subconsciously, dodged a hand attacking from behind, then got up quickly, turned around and looked back, and at the same time stepped back two steps, in line with the attacking People distanced themselves, and a set of movements flowed smoothly.

Liu Weiwei looked at the man vigilantly. He was very handsome, with blond hair, and a look of surprise flashed in his upturned phoenix eyes. After realizing it, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he looked evil.

"The beauty is good!" The visitor chuckled, bent down and put the blood-red wine in his hand on the glass table, forming a confrontation with the row of seven glasses of wine, and there was a crisp sound when the wine glass touched the glass table.

Liu Weiwei's heart twitched heavily with this sound, it was not kind, the kind of hand just now was aimed at the mask on his face, if it wasn't for the reaction he practiced in the last days, I am afraid that the mask on his face now The mask has been taken off by this man.

"I just want to buy you a drink." The man pushed the glass towards Liu Weiwei.

"I don't drink." Liu Weiwei looked down at the glass of wine and refused coldly.

"Tsk!" The man clicked his tongue, with a wicked smile on his mouth, he picked up the first cup in the row on the table and drank it in one gulp under Liu Weiwei's puzzled eyes, put down the empty cup, and then the second cup , the third cup, ...

Liu Weiwei frowned and watched the man's movements, which attracted the attention of many people.

The seventh glass of wine was drunk by the man, and the empty wine glass was put down heavily by the man. With a bang, the man raised his head to look at Liu Weiwei who was standing, with a touch of red in the corner of his eyes, and the redness made him look even more sinister.

"Now this glass of wine is called an invitation." The man tilted his head, stretched out his hand and pushed the wine glass a centimeter in the direction where Liu Weiwei was standing.

invite? Liu Weiwei bit her lower lip, her eyes full of confusion.

Seeing Liu Weiwei's reaction, the man's lips curled up, walked in Liu Weiwei's place just now, and casually pointed to a man who was watching. "You, explain!"

The man who was selected was stunned for a moment, put on a look of excitement on Shuran's face, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Yueyue is a special kind of wine, when someone strikes up a conversation and is rejected, the wine will stay. And when the number of drinks left in the chat reaches 7, the invitation can be activated, and the inviter needs to drink up the 7 glasses of wine that were rejected earlier, while the invitee cannot refuse the 8th glass of wine."

After the man's explanation, some people around who didn't understand also understood the meaning of the invitation, and they couldn't help but put on the look of watching a show.

"Can't refuse?" Liu Weiwei frowned.

"Yes." The man stroked his chin and said a word jokingly.

"Actually, is this also a symbol of charm! If the lady doesn't want to drink, she can leave before she has seven drinks." said the man who just explained.

After the man finished speaking, Liu Weiwei bit her lip, it was her fault that it was appropriate.

"It's okay if you don't drink, take off the mask." The man sitting looked at Liu Weiwei, and pointed to the mask on Liu Weiwei's face.