Feng Xi didn't expect Qin Wanyu would really come to the bar to find her, just thinking that he asked casually that time for dinner.

So when Feng Xi walked over, she still felt a little incredible.

Qin Wanyu is a mysterious man, not as affectionate as Jiang Liu, not as persistent as Xie Dongyang, and not as black-hearted as Wang Junxian.

Everything about him is just right, with high looks, richness, funny, humorous, easy-going, and a good taste.

Therefore, Qin Wanyu's dress is always at the forefront of the trend, even in such a deep winter season.

He was still wearing a pair of very thin casual pants, a camel-colored cashmere coat, and a silver ring on his left index finger.

The body emits a faint tobacco fragrance. I guess this is a man who can make countless women fall into trouble.

Including Xie Dongyao's life and wanted to be with Qin Wanyu before, but in the end, he failed.

The reason is very simple. Jiang Liu has known him for so many years, and except for his deceased girlfriend, he has never seen him fall in love with any woman again.

"You're really here?"

"Of course, I'll say I'll come and see you." Qin Wanyu smiled.

Feng Xi's expression was a little subtle. She sat casually opposite Qin Wanyu, picked up a bottle of beer on the table, opened it happily, and killed it in one sip.

"You can smoke, drink, have tattoos, sing, and are still a writer... tsk... you really opened my eyes."

"Are you praising me or belittle me?" Feng Xi put the hollow bottle on the table and glanced at him.

"Of course it's a praising me, how dare you be demoted? This is your home court."

"Just know." Feng Xi's mouth was filled with a faint smile.

"The song Rose was sung well."

"Have you heard it?"

"Well, I have heard of the original singer, and there are not many folk singers. Because this kind of music style is niche, it is difficult to become popular on the streets and alleys."

"No, there was a talent show that year, and the champion was a folk singer. Do you think I didn't read the news?" Feng Xi refuted him.

"Is that so? Then I really don't know. I don't like watching variety shows very much."

"Yes, you rich kids are busy getting drunk with golden girls."

"That's them, not me. I don't have that good physical strength. I am an uncle, so I must maintain my health." Qin Wanyu was actually not thirty years old, but he always looked like a young man. Perhaps because of his experience, he had some sense of vicissitudes and vicissitudes on his face.

"Will you still sing later?"

"No, just one song, and you sing it according to your mood. You don't accept the song." Feng Xi lowered her head.

"Awesome, you have personality. You are such a special person." Qin Wanyu gave a thumbs up.

"No, I have a bad throat, I smoke too much, and I have severe pharyngitis. If I sing too much, I will be speechless."

Qin Wanyu was a little surprised, "Actually, you just need to write a few more books, there is no need to work so hard to do it."

"You are wrong. Although I don't have money, singing is not for money."

“That’s….”

"For the sake of entertainment, I'll spend time." Feng Xi looked at the stage. The next singer had already come on stage. He was a rock man. He sang a song by Wang Feng "You Are My Beloved Girl"

There were a few girls born in the 1990s singing along with them and applauded them standing. Maybe they like this kind of rebellious and affectionate rock man?

"I thought you were going to say it for your dream." Qin Wanyu smiled softly, and bounced the ash in his hand. His slender fingers looked very good.

Feng Xi turned around and opened the second bottle of beer.

"No, I don't have any dreams. Hua Sheng knows that I am very superficial and not motivated. I just want to eat, drink, play and spend my whole life, waste my time, and waste my time. This is great."

"Has she ever suffered any setbacks?" Qin Wanyu thought that she had been hurt by love.

Generally speaking, girls who are hurt by love will have such profound awareness and insights into life.
Chapter completed!