Before entering the bar, Yang Cheng paid attention to the colorful words on the green neon lights at the entrance of the bar. He hadn't looked at it carefully before.
"Thorn", this bar had a strange name. The bluestone walls and dark brown wood decoration at the entrance revealed the atmosphere of a medieval European castle. Perhaps this was a good way to attract special people. At least Lin Ruoxi chose to come to this small bar to drown her sorrows.
As soon as Yang Cheng stepped into the bar, a soothing piano music hit his face. If he remembered correctly, Yang Cheng probably knew that this was Hungarian Rhapsody composed by Liszt.
The name of this piece often gave people the illusion of a rough and passionate feeling, but in fact, it was elegant and noble. It was like a gorgeous cruise ship decorated by the royal family, drifting along a winding river upstream, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.
The sudden sound of this kind of music in this seemingly narrow bar obviously added a lot of color to this quaint little bar.
Some of the tables and chairs in the center of the bar were scattered to the side. Many young urban men and women gathered together, expressing all kinds of laughter and flirting.
In this generally stressful city, the disco music used for dancing seemed to be unable to meet the spiritual needs of this group of white-collar workers. They chose to use the piano music of famous artists to gather in the exquisite and romantic little bar to express their dissatisfaction with society and satisfy their little reserve.
After hearing this song, Yang Cheng, who originally had a flame in his chest, gradually calmed down. He didn't rush to search for the female creatures in the bar. Instead, he slowly sat in front of the bar and ordered a glass of ordinary whiskey from the bartender.
The surrounding air was filled with the mixed smell of perfume and alcohol. Yang Cheng quietly sat in the corner of the bar, alone sipping the amber colored liquor. His ears were all kinds of flirting and chatting not far away. This kind of emotional environment made Yang Cheng enjoy it very much.
But the silence didn't last long. From another dark corner of the bar, a woman in a blue spaghetti-strap dress slowly walked out. Her skin was fair, her legs were slender, and her figure was graceful. It wasn't exaggerated, but it was exquisite and tight. She only had light makeup on, and her delicate facial features seemed to be drawn with ink, delicate and elegant. She had shoulder-length black hair that was slightly curled at the ends, and she wore two silver earrings. Her temperament was somewhat similar to that of a famous European or American model who casually strolled around after work. The only difference was that her figure was slightly smaller.
This was a woman that was easy to fall in love with at first sight. Her beauty was not so stunning that it made one's heart beat faster, but it was hard to reject her.
"Sir, may I have the honor of receiving your invitation for a drink?" The woman raised the wine glass in her hand, elegantly raised her head, and drained the last mouthful of peppermint wine in the glass in one gulp, then placed the empty glass on the bar counter, and looked at Yang Chen with a smile.
Not only did men know how to find prey, but women also knew how to find prey.
This was not the first time Yang Cheng had been treated as prey, so he did not feel uncomfortable. He smiled calmly and snapped his fingers at the young bartender beside him.
"What would you like, Miss?" The bartender asked the woman directly.
"Brandy Alexander Cocktail." A fluent London accent came naturally from the woman's small mouth. It did not make people think that she was showing off, as if it was how she should speak.
"Wh … What?" The young bartender's English was obviously not very good.
"Brandy Alexander, or Alexandra Alexandra." Yang Chen kindly helped the bartender out of his predicament.
The bartender had seen many situations. After thanking Yang Cheng, he smiled apologetically at the woman and began to mix the wine smoothly.
When the woman took the cocoa-colored wine in her hand, she looked at Yang Cheng with some appreciation. "I'm sorry, I was abroad for a few years, so I don't know some of the names in China. However, very few people know the name Alexandra. It seems that you know a lot about wine, sir. "
Yang Cheng raised his glass slightly to the woman. "To commemorate the wedding of King Edward VII of England and Queen Alexandra, I made this cocktail as a gift to the queen. Many women like this taste. If you have the heart to get in touch with women, then it's nothing special for a man to know."
"But of all the men who came here, you're the only one who didn't go looking for a woman."
"Even if I didn't look for one, aren't you here?" Yang Cheng chuckled.
The woman looked at Yang Cheng for a while and suddenly reached out her delicate white hand. "Anxin. An as in restless, heart as in troubled."
"A very special interpretation." Yang Cheng found it interesting. Not only did this woman fit his requirements, but her taste and way of speaking were also very suitable for a night of pleasure. He reached out and shook Anxin's hand out of courtesy. "Yang Cheng, when you need to write my name, I will tell you which two words it is."
"Your interpretation is more special, but it's much more interesting than other men." Anxin winked playfully. "Congratulations, you've aroused my interest in you."
"What interest?" Yang Cheng said. "Understanding my body structure? If you're willing to do an equivalent exchange, we can understand each other. "
Anxin didn't care about such a blatant hint. "I suspect that saying such words is not the real you. This is my interest. To put it simply, I want to see if the man in front of me can meet my requirements for an intimate male companion. "
"Miss Anxin, the truth in this world often doesn't exist. If you're willing, I think it's best for you to judge based on your woman's keen intuition." Yang Cheng looked up and down boldly at Anxin. It seemed that they were both women who needed to do something, so a lot of things could be said clearly.
Anxin tilted her head. Her soft hair slightly covered her intoxicating redness due to the alcohol. She exhaled and asked with misty eyes, "Can you explain? I don't quite understand Mr. Yang's meaning."
Being kept in suspense, Yang Cheng was very helpless towards this clever woman. She had already made it clear that she wanted to spend the night with him. Why did she still ask so many questions? However, the atmosphere still needed to be maintained, so he asked, "Does Miss Anxin know the inventor of wireless?"
"Anyone who has read a book would know, Marconi." Anxin frowned slightly. This thought span was a bit big, but she was also smart. She asked, "Isn't this the truth?"
"From the understanding of most countries in the Western world, it is indeed Marconi who invented wireless. However, in the textbooks of Soviet Russia, it has always been Popov. In Germany, it is Hertz. In the United States, it is Dreyfuss. The simplest example is that Russia's Popov successfully developed wireless decades earlier than Marconi. However, because of the funding problem of 1000 rubles, the Russian Army directly rejected the great invention in their view. So, it was not until decades later that Marconi won the Nobel Prize. "
An Xin stared at Yang Chen. Amidst the ripples in her eyes, she chuckled. "Mr Yang, although I don't know if what you said is true or not, But I have never heard a man say such words to me in an ambiguous atmosphere in a bar. "
Yang Cheng took a sip of the wine and shook the glass in his hand slightly. "It doesn't matter. I don't know if Miss Anxin likes it?"
Anxin suddenly bent her soft waist forward and leaned close to the side of Yang Cheng's face. Her moist and cool cherry lips kissed Yang Cheng's cheek lightly. She then smiled charmingly and said, "Congratulations, I belong to you tonight."
"It's my pleasure to serve you." Yang Cheng put down the glass. He finally succeeded in pretending. He grabbed Anxin's wrist and prepared to leave the bar.
But at this moment, four or five strong men in suits and ties suddenly rushed into the bar. They all looked anxious. When they saw Yang Cheng holding Anxin's hand in an intimate posture, they all showed anger.
"Miss Anxin, please go back with us." The leader of the men in black said with an inviolable tone.
The customers in the bar felt the situation was tense. They all stopped talking and looked at the scene that was about to happen.
An Xin indifferently glanced at the black-clothed men, then calmly looked at Yang Chen. Seeing that Yang Chen didn't have any fear in his calm expression, she revealed some admiration, "Seems like passing my test isn't enough. Mr Yang, do you choose to abandon this pitiful little sheep, or become a knight who draws his spear and goes into battle?"
Yang Cheng sighed in his heart. Sure enough, good women were not so easy to get. But since he was in the mood, it didn't matter if it was troublesome or not. He smiled at Anxin and said, "If Miss Anxin can give me a blessing kiss, I think we will have an unforgettable time tonight."
Without hesitation, Anxin, like a noble girl in love, gracefully hooked her hands around Yang Cheng's neck. Tilting her beautiful face, she kissed Yang Cheng's lips. Before leaving, she also used the tip of her warm tongue to leave a wet mark on Yang Cheng's face.
"Fight bravely, my knight." Anxin let go of Yang Cheng's neck and retreated behind Yang Cheng.
The men in black were already angry. The leader fiercely stared at Yang Cheng. "Young man, you will regret what you did tonight for the rest of your life."
Yang Cheng sneered and leisurely picked up his glass from the bar. Without warning, he poured the rest of the wine in the glass toward the man.
The leader didn't expect Yang Cheng to use the insulting method of pouring wine. He couldn't dodge in time. Half of his suit was stained with wine.
"You're courting death!"
The leader angrily cursed and rushed up to punch Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng very calmly received the punching bag's punch with one hand. His palm lightly restrained the man's wrist. Without waiting for the man's other hand to exert force, Yang Cheng abruptly turned the man's entire arm in an exaggerated arc!
The man who was about to resist screamed loudly. His whole body involuntarily followed the twisted arm and played the role of a spinning top in front of Yang Cheng.
Behind Yang Cheng, Anxin's eyes lit up. Looking at Yang Cheng's leisurely back, she revealed an overflowing surprise.
The other men in black finally realized that the situation was not right. They loudly shouted and were about to attack Yang Cheng.
"Give it back." When Yang Chen saw them approaching him, he suddenly grabbed the other arm of the man in his hand. As if he was playing with a rag doll, he turned his body sideways and violently threw the man forward!
A man close to two meters tall was like a long stick, smashing into the rest of the men!
Seeing the tall and strong men in black were all knocked down, everyone present revealed a look of horror. How could this man's strength be so great!?
"Let's go get a room." Yang Cheng grabbed Anxin's hand. Stepping on the men in black who were screaming in pain, he calmly walked out of the bar.
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