"The Pink Lady cocktail is a cocktail specially prepared for women. The famous cocktail, the Pink Lady, looks like a lady in a long pink dress. She is not on the side of the water, out of reach, but warm by your side Shaking her intoxicating charm."

Before An Song answered, he saw the shareholder speak first, shaking the wine glass in his hand, and said with a half-smile:

"Of course, there is a code word for Pretty in Pink. I wonder if the two elegant ladies know it?"

An Song exchanged glances with Jin Molan, pretending not to know anything, smiled slightly, and didn't say much.

I saw the man pretending to be smart and said: "That is... you are young girls who have just begun to fall in love, waiting for a beautiful person like me to pick them up."

Jin Molan put her hand gently on her chest, looked at An Song, and raised her eyebrows slightly: What should I do, I'm about to be nauseated.

An Song: I'm not much better, why don't we beat him up?

Jin Molan: It's not impossible, but this is a public place, so it seems inappropriate to actually do something to him.

An Song: Well, be patient, go out in a while, give me a good beating.

The man didn't understand the two people's eye contact, and he sat naturally between An Song and Jin Molan.

And greasy continued: "Besides this kind of wine, do you two like other flavors? I am a shareholder of this bar, and I can give you everything you want to drink."

When An Song heard this, his eyes stayed on the man's finger for a few seconds, and soon he saw the traces of the ring on the man's finger.

But he didn't wear a ring.

Taskers like An Song and Jin Molan who often wander around in such occasions, how could they not understand this man's state.

This is a gentle and virtuous wife in the family, but at night, she still has to come out to steal the smelly garbage.

They usually have their own way of dealing with garbage.

So, seeing An Song propping his chin with one hand, he suddenly smiled brightly, and then said slowly:

"Do you like margaritas? May I buy you a margarita?"

Hearing this, the man's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at An Song happily.

In his opinion, if a beautiful woman offers to buy a drink, she is interested in him.

He knew that it was impossible for him not to attract beautiful women, and no one could refuse a perfect man like him.

"Of course." The man smiled, then looked at the bartender.

The bartender reminded the man while mixing the drink: "Margaret means that there is an old love in my heart, please don't approach me."

After the man understood, his face changed slightly, but he shook his head and said, "I don't think that's what the little beauty really means."

An Song smiled, this man is really daring, he is afraid that his death is not thorough enough.

Jin Molan's fingers lightly tapped on the table, tilting his head to look at An Song: You have already hinted to him that he is looking for death by himself, then... we really can't blame us, right?

An Song blinked and smiled meaningfully, obviously we can't be blamed.

After the bartender prepared the margarita, he pushed it in front of the man.

In order to show his erudition, the man smiled in front of An Song and Jin Molan while holding a wine glass and said:

"The origin of the Blue Margarita has a poignant love story. This cocktail was once the champion of the 1949 National Cocktail Contest. Its creator was Jane Duresa of Los Angeles. Twenty years after winning the Years later, Durresa told the story of the cocktail in an interview.

It turned out that Margaret was the name of his late lover. In 1926, Durreza fell in love with Marguerite in Mexico.When the two were out hunting, Margaret was unfortunately shot and died in his arms.Since then, Jane Duresa has been depressed, and in memory of her lover, she named her award-winning work after her.It is said that salt is needed to make this wine, and it is said that it was because Margaret liked to eat salty things during her lifetime..."

An Song raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and said with a light smile, "This story is really sad. It's a pity that most men in this world are not so dedicated. Otherwise, why would there be so many carnivorous men and women in this bar?"

The man understood An Song's hint, so he boldly leaned towards him, and said: "Yeah... There really aren't so many dedicated men... But, I think love is just a kind of play. It’s exciting. We don’t need to care too much about other people’s opinions, as long as we enjoy a period of passion, isn’t that all right?”

"It seems to be the reason." An Song smiled, and then gently stroked the edge of his wine glass with his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "Then... I think, we will also have a big game later to make tonight even more special. I wonder if you have this idea?"

The man's eyes were about to burst into flames, of course he had this idea!

Moreover, he felt that his whole body and mind were invigorated.

All of a sudden, two beauties are playing with him, everyone will be envious tonight.

Indeed, when the man drinks with An Song and Jin Molan, many people over there are already jealous:

"What are you doing, the two beauties are too easy to tease, so you've been tricked?"

"You have to know, those are new faces. Generally, new faces are easier to tease. We are still too young..."

"If I had known it would be so easy to tease, I would have gone over immediately and taken those two beauties directly."

"Next time, when they are almost done playing, let's do it again."

"Tsk tsk, other people have worn old shoes that don't know how many times, should we still wear them? You are idiots, I'm not that stupid, I definitely won't wear this kind of old shoes."

"What old shoes are you talking about? They are bright and beautiful, and they look beautiful no matter what. Come out to play, what are you doing so seriously!"

The men said to each other, in addition to jealousy, there were also malicious speculation and evaluation of women, which actually made some women at the scene very unhappy.

But after all, there are more men here. Although the girls were dissatisfied with their comments, they still didn't express it.

However, Ye Xinglan in the dark put down his wine glass, glanced at his brother who had been lowering his presence before, and said with a smile:

"Second brother, don't tell me, are you angry?"

Ye Xingtong looked at An Song expressionlessly, and said in a deep tone, "Why am I angry? There is no need to be angry about things that have nothing to do with me."

Hearing this, Ye Xinglan was even more certain that his second brother was just unhappy.

Maybe others don't know him as the second brother, but Ye Xinglan knows very well that this cold guy is actually very simple...

Whoever he follows with his eyes is in his world...

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