MTL - Slowly Falling For Changkong-Chapter 52

On Christmas Day, I went to the sky to work the night shift, and I didn't spend time with Xu Lian. Xu Lian also did not have the habit of Christmas. For her, the only function of Christmas is that orders have skyrocketed and workload has exceeded standards.

During this time rushing to Christmas orders and moving to Changkong, she was too tired. Since she wanted to go to work in Changkong, she returned home early to wash and sleep.

Qingnan Lane is the most famous bar street in city A. It is a place to carnival all night on weekdays, not to mention Christmas. There were so many guests tonight, and I was especially hi. Wei Yichen stayed in the bar for a while, and ordered A Mao to look at the scene and leave first.

After leaving the bar, he turned a corner and walked towards Zhao Jie's bar. Zhao Jie is a very important person in Qingnan Lane. He needs to talk to him about Qian Liang.

Zhao Jie seemed to know that he would come. He also sent someone to wait outside for him. After seeing him, he took him to Zhao Jie's room. The guide did not follow him in, and stood consciously outside the door to guard him. There was only Zhao Jie in the private room, sitting in the center of the sofa.

When Wei Yichen met Zhao Jie for the first time, he felt that this person was not like a bar. He walked into the library and became a librarian.

Tsven.

However, this year's experience of opening a bar, he also learned that people are not looks, not to say far away, let's say to the sky, who can think of him as a talented student of A-Tech University? Still built a plane.

"Jie brother." Wei Yichen took the initiative to say hello to Zhao Jie and sat opposite him. Zhao Jie nodded at him, and spoke very softly: "I heard Qian Man say that you were injured by Qian Liang's person before, what happened?"

Wei Yichen smiled and said, "It's all right, thanks to Sister Qianman last time."

Zhao Jie also followed with a smile, and when he opened the door, he asked him, "You came to me today for the sake of Qian Liang?"

Wei Yichen also did not evade, and said frankly: "There are rules in Qingnan Lane in Qingnan Lane. What he is doing has broken the rules and has become more and more crazy recently. The customers in our shop are more or less affected. "

Bars and clubs, these words themselves are a bit sensitive, and there are many people who usually stare. Qian Liang himself doesn't want to care about the death himself, for fear that he will be implicated in the entire Qingnan Lane.

Zhao Jie poured a glass of wine for Wei Yichen, and he took the glass in front of him and took a sip: "Qian Man also mentioned this to me. Everyone is doing business in Qingnan Lane. Wells do not make river water, but it ’s like You said, everyone is following the rules here, and one of them wants bad rules, and we certainly do n’t agree. Qian Liang may have tasted the sweetness recently, and I have forgotten it, and I will come to remind him. "

Wei Yichen came here today to make Zhao Zhuo noodles. Last time, he went to Qian Liang himself and suffered a loss. He couldn't rush past any more. In fact, Qian Liang was not afraid of him. He hit and hit people all these years. The knife he was facing was nothing, but he was afraid that Qian Liang followed Zhu Bing's grandson and ran to find the trouble of Xu Lian.

"Since Jie said so, then I can rest assured. If there is a place where I can help, just talk to me directly." He picked up the wine glass, touched the next glass with Zhao Jie, and said that the wine inside was drunk.

Leaving from Zhao Jie's bar, he realized that Xiaoxue had actually fallen. He remembers that Xu Lian likes snow, and Xu Lian has a cold temperament. Usually, it seems that nothing can arouse her interest. The first time he saw her laugh, it was the winter when the senior was snowing.

At that time, he thought, Xu Lian was so beautiful when she laughed.

Just don't like to laugh, it's too wasteful.

"Wei Yichen."

The woman standing in front of the bar door suddenly called him, and he looked away from the little snow falling beside him.

Oh, originally came to the door of Zuo Qianman's bar. The woman who called herself was Fang Qiuyun.

"What?" He put his hands in his jacket pockets, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and walked towards her.

Fang Qiuyun said: "I didn't expect your interest to be so young."

"..." Wei Yichen didn't respond. "What are you talking about?"

Fang Qiuyun smiled, stood slightly upright, looked at him and said, "You just looked at Xue just now, she's especially young."

Wei Yichen: "..."

He threw Fang Qiuyun a cold eye, didn't answer her, and walked in front of her. Fang Qiuyun looked at him with a smile, and stopped him: "Wei Yichen."

"What else?" Wei Yichen turned back a little impatiently. "What's wrong, this snow is specially for your women? Men can't see it anymore?"

Fang Qiuyun picked up the corner of his mouth and looked at him and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"All right."

"Oh." Fang Qiuyun gave a subconscious glance at his arm, and said, "You still have to provoke Qian Liang less. He is crazy and can do everything."

"Thank you for reminding." Wei Yichen continued to move forward, raising his hand and waving at him.

Fang Qiuyun watched him go far at the door, just a snowflake falling on his face, a little cold.

Snow is really beautiful.

She smiled and turned into the bar.

After Xu Lian got up the next day, she brushed the snow scene photos of the circle of friends and realized that it snowed last night. Missing the first snow of the year, Xu Lian was very reconciled. She opened the dialog to the sky and sent him a message.

Xu Lian: It snowed last night, do you know?

Xiang Changkong: I know, I've been outside.

Xiang Changkong: [Picture] [Picture]

The pictures he posted were naturally the little snow that was taken last night.

Xiang Changkong: The street was lively last night

Xu Lian: ...

Xu Lian: [Goodbye]

Xiang Changkong: What's wrong?

Xu Lian: I didn't see any snow [smile] I went back to sleep yesterday

Xiang Changkong: You slept too early [laughing]

Xiang Changkong: Do you like snow?

Xu Lian: Well, but city A does not go often, and it is mostly snow

Xu Lian: Don't you always run outside, next time it snows, remember to inform me the first time

Bending the corner of the mouth to the sky outside the screen, revealing a light smile.

Xu Lian actually has a very little girl.

Xiang Changkong: OK

As soon as Christmas is over, the year is near. Weng Shuli has been dancing at home for a while now, trying to get back the feeling of dancing before.

The matter of dancing is really boring for too long without practicing, but fortunately, she has a solid foundation and has recovered very well. After contacting the sisters of the previous troupe, they also went out to party a few times. She thought she was recovering well now, so she planned to go out to work again and teach the children to dance.

I have been working on things recently, but not for children, but for older uncles and aunts. Weng Shuli went to try a lesson and it worked well. Uncles and aunts liked her a lot, so the work was settled. She will be in class next January.

Next year is another start.