Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 208 The King of the Nightclub 14
King didn't know how he stayed.

He only knew that the moment he came out, seeing the bright lights, he felt as if he was alive again...

This world is really beautiful...

Even the aunt who checks tickets at the door looks pretty.

This feeling of being alive slowly came back to him, and he realized that his back was probably covered in sweat.

In that case, probably the forehead is also sweating...

"Why are you sweating so much on your forehead?"

Yeah, what did he say...

King raised a smile and was about to say something when a pair of cool fingers were placed on his forehead suddenly.

"Is it because it's too hot inside?" Wen Chun said casually, and then carefully wiped off the sweat on the other's forehead with his fingers.

The soft touch made king not know what to do.

He is used to the hypocrisy with female customers, but when someone really pays attention to him like this, he doesn't know what to do.

Like a child who secretly loves her secretly, she has joy in her heart, but clumsily doesn't know how to express it.

"Okay." Wen Chun clapped his hands, pretending not to see King's flushed cheeks, and walked ahead.

"Where are we going next?"

"Go to the haunted house~"

King was taken aback, and hurriedly chased after him, repeatedly refusing: "No, no."

"Hahahaha..." Wen Chun laughed, seeing how impatient the other party was, but didn't know how to refuse, he couldn't stop laughing.

"How nice it is like this." Yoyo's voice came.

King was taken aback, he didn't understand what the other party meant.

Wen Chun glanced at him before saying: "This kind of you is the real you. Why do you always act like you can sleep with me every minute?"

"This kind of frivolous look always feels that it doesn't suit you..."

The words seemed to be spoken casually, but made King silent.

No one has ever said that to him.

The only thing I have said is, like "you are so handsome", "stay tonight", "I will give you a satisfactory reward" and so on.

No one told him "don't do this, the real you are so nice".

Habitually cover yourself up for a long time.

It seems that even he himself doesn't know what he really looks like.

Is he still him now, or is he just the king of the nightclub...

Or it might be more appropriate to call it king.

The king who has both ways and no women that cannot be conquered.

How long has he not let the real him come out to breathe...

It's been so long that he probably forgot...

"However, I really didn't expect you to be afraid of ghosts..." The woman beside him smiled.

King returned a smile, this smile was sincere: "I wanted to hide it originally."

"You know, in this industry, you must be perfect. As the perfect person in a woman's mind, how can he have such obvious weaknesses?"

King said jokingly.

At this moment, he was a little relaxed, this kind of thing that would never happen in the past, he actually said it so naturally...

Simply, he has simply lost his reputation...

But, that's what he really wants to say now.

The woman beside him felt like a friend to him.

Rather than a high-ranking guest who needs to rack his brains to please.

This feeling made him a little flustered, but also a little novel.

He doesn't dislike it, and even likes it a little bit.

When King was struggling, Wen Chun was also observing him.

Wen Chun said that she is really not used to such a silly, white and sweet Little Sun...

But for this kind of king whose heart is already a little twisted, he has to awaken his conscience no matter what.

Without a conscience, you certainly don't feel sorry for what you've done.

But once you have a conscience, you will feel remorse for the things you have done...

In this way, the other party can spend his whole life repenting for what he did to the original owner...

What I have to say is that the other party's ability to become the king of the nightclub is largely due to his good face.

With such a delicate face, I'm afraid he could even use it for his debut.

During the time he followed the other party out, Wen Chun found that more than one little girl had sneaked a glance at her.

They even teased each other a little bit, if she hadn't sneaked a few glances at the other party, the other party might have come over to ask for a phone number.

No wonder though.

King's attire does not look like a straight man, and he also has a pair of long legs.

These days, people are not afraid of being tall, but they are afraid of being tall and having taste.

And the guy next to Wen Chun has both.

Coupled with the central air-conditioning smile on his face, it is even more like that blooming flower, attracting bees and butterflies...

The whole body exudes the frivolous atmosphere of a playboy, but also has a gentle temperament.

Contradictory yet attractive.

Mixed up, there is a unique charm.

Coupled with this very eye-catching appearance, it is normal to have a high rate of return.

"So, do you want to go to the haunted house?"

Wen Chun couldn't help laughing, she really didn't expect the other party to be so entangled in the matter of whether or not to go to the haunted house...

"You are really scared..."

King scratched his hair uncomfortably, and the smile on his face was unexpectedly shy.

"I'm most afraid of this kind of thing..."

Wen Chun raised her eyebrows in surprise, if she read correctly.

King's face should be red...

"Are you afraid of being so big?"

King nodded, with a bit of relief that he couldn't hide anymore.

Smiling at Wen Chun, revealing two pointed little canine teeth, it looks a bit cute.

"It has nothing to do with age!"

A solid explanation.

Wen Chun made it clear that he didn't believe it, but he still acted like he was defeated by you, perfunctory: "Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you..."

"What I said is true!"

"I told you I believed you..."

king feels deeply powerless...

He followed behind Wen Chun.

Since meeting this woman, he seems to have lost control of something.

Appointments with guests seem to be more than entertainment.

It was another novelty that he had never thought of.

Very happy, he is very happy...

The woman in front of her was petite, but she was wearing high heels with a full ten centimeters.

Obviously, he should be walking well, but he was a little excited.

Let him look at it with peace of mind, for fear that the other party will sprain his ankle.

But just watching from behind, he seems very happy...

"what!"

The woman in front screamed.

King hurried over.

Hastily helped each other up.

"Be careful..."

He just said, be careful...

Why are you wearing such high heels...

Even if you are flat with him, you will find it very good-looking...

(End of this chapter)