do not move!This is my daughter-in-law

"Why are you standing on the table?" Helping Tang Han off the table, the man took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to her.

Tang Han didn't refuse at all, took it with a smile and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Yo, it's time to eat." The man laughed, raised his hand to rub her head, and whispered in her ear, "There is poison in the sugar."

Tang Han's eyes widened, he spat out the candy in his mouth, and grabbed the glass next to him, took a sip of the wine, and wanted to rinse his mouth.

Brandy, spirits, the moment she drank it, she was so hot that she burst into tears.

The laughter that had been surrounding the surroundings grew louder.

Tang Han coughed for a long time, her eyes were slightly red, she wiped her mouth and turned her head to stare at the man in front of her.

Now she looks like a little wolf cub, although she has no skills so far, but the eyes and momentum she has can almost kill people.

The man was slightly surprised.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you." The man took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, "I just want to be your friend."

"Friend?" Tang Han repeated the two words, blinking his eyes lightly.

"Yes." The man smiled, "From the first time I saw you, I thought you were very cute, and I really liked you."

"Really?" Tang Han giggled, and the hostility in his eyes dissipated in an instant.

The man stared at her for a long while with interest.

Qin Moru was still singing on stage, and had already started singing the second song. The atmosphere of the scene was heated up by her.

The group of people who threw flowers at her and scolded her just now all shut up, and they couldn't help saying hello from time to time.

Compared to Qin Moru's side, Tang Han's side was a lot cleaner, the voice that had been laughing at her gradually became quieter, and most people's eyes were attracted by Qin Moru.

"Awesome..." Tang Han stared at Qin Moru who was standing on the stage, with a smile on his lips.

"Your friend?" The man followed her gaze.

Tang Han was silent for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

"Do you like listening to guitar very much?" the man asked again.

"I... want to learn." Tang Han rubbed the corner of his clothes, trying to organize the words in his heart, "I want to play for someone I like..."

Hearing her words, a sarcasm flashed across the man's eyes.

Tang Han didn't notice the change in his emotions, and continued to talk on his own: "After learning this, she will be happy...she will, hi, like me."

"Actually, I have a quicker way to make someone fall in love with you." The man laughed.

"Huh?" Tang Han suddenly raised his head to look at him, with a deep thirst for knowledge in his eyes.

"The premise is that you have to be my friend." The man said, "I live very lonely, and I don't have any friends."

"I'm similar to you..." Tang Han sighed a little, and even patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Well, now we're going to be friends, so we won't be alone with each other anymore," said the man.

"Yeah!" Tang Han nodded heavily.

"This is our secret, don't tell that person on stage." The man whispered in Tang Han's ear.

"Why?" Tang Han was puzzled.

"Because she will be jealous." The man said, "Suddenly you have a good friend by your side, and she will definitely be jealous when she finds out."

"No." Tang Han shook his head stubbornly.

"Yes." The man took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter, "Come on, let me show you this."

As the man said, he showed Tang Han the palm of his hand. There were scars spreading across it, which looked horrific: "These scars are lessons. They were all cut by my friend because he was jealous of me now. The rights and money I have, so I plotted against me."

Tang Han was startled by him and took a few steps back.

"So, if you don't want to become like this, don't tell other people the secrets in your heart." The man turned his head to look at her, with a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Han nodded slightly.

When she looked in the direction of Qin Moru again, her big watery eyes clearly showed a little panic.

"I... won't tell her." Then she murmured to herself.

……

Tang Han chatted with the man for a long time. To be precise, the man kept talking unilaterally, while Tang Han sat on the sidelines and listened attentively the whole time.

It's not that there is no gain. Although Tang Han is stupid, her memory is not bad. She remembered a lot of things through the conversation with the man.

The man's surname is Feng, and his first name is Yi. He is an employee of a print advertising company.

As for what the print advertisement was, Tang Han didn't ask. She knew that even if the man explained it to her, she probably wouldn't fully understand it.

Another very important point is that Feng Yi often comes to this bar to drink. If Tang Han wants to find him, he can come here at this time.

The last man bought Tang Han a large pack of snacks, and made an agreement with her that he would tell her how to please the person he liked when they met again the next night.

What a kind person... Tang Han thought silently while holding the snack in his hand.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Qin Moru jumped down from the stage with her guitar hanging on her shoulders. She couldn't count how many songs she sang today, but she felt that her mind was a little dazed and her throat was so dry that it was about to smoke.

Tang Han took the guitar from her hand, took a bottle of drink from the snack bag and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Qin Moru took the drink and drank more than half of the bottle, then asked again, "Where did you get it?"

"The money Sister Mengmeng gave me...I went to buy it just now." Tang Han lowered her head nervously, telling immature lies.

Fortunately, Qin Moru didn't notice anything unusual, and just hummed lightly.

"Can you still bring me here tomorrow?" Tang Han asked her in a low voice while sitting next to her.

"Huh?" Qin Moru turned his head to look at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why, do you feel the charm of the guitar?"

"Ah." Tang Han nodded.

"If you want to come, I'll bring you here. When I sing on it, you watch carefully, and when I don't sing, I teach you." Qin Moru said, after thinking about it, she added, "But here It's too messy, and I can't take care of you when I'm singing on it, so remember not to run around and talk to strangers."

Hearing Qin Moru's words, Tang Han suddenly trembled slightly.

The advice the man gave her just now resounded in her mind again.

"I won't run around, and I won't talk to strangers..." After a moment of silence, Tang Han nodded very seriously.

"Okay." Qin Moru snapped his fingers, took the guitar off his body, and put it in Tang Han's arms.

"Huh?" Tang Han froze for a moment, not daring to move the guitar in his arms.

"Hold it like this." Qin Moru said, and gently helped her to pose, "I will teach you from the most basic ones first, and you can just play a few songs for your sister Mengmeng's birthday on her birthday."

"Sister Mengmeng's birthday?" Tang Han's eyes widened, searching for clues about the news in his mind.

"That's right, didn't she tell you?" Qin Moru raised his eyebrows, leading her hand to pluck the string, "Both Teacher Ai and I know, she told us a while ago."

Tang Han shook his head lightly.

"Maybe... I want to surprise you?" Qin Moru noticed the grievance in her eyes, and gave her a dry cough to comfort her.

Tang Han nodded and said nothing more.

Tang Han and Feng Yi met again the next night. Today, Feng Yi was still wearing sunglasses and black clothes. He still covered his entire body, leaving only his nose, mouth and a pair of full-length clothes. It was Scar's hand.

"Hey, friend." Feng Yi walked up to Tang Han and patted her on the shoulder.

This friend was obviously very useful, and Tang Han became happy all of a sudden.

"Did you just go up?" Feng Yi pointed in the direction where Qin Moru was.

"En." Tang Han responded.

"Then we still have time." Feng Yi laughed, "Let's go, I'll teach you the method I promised you yesterday."

Tang Han nodded, and happily followed him out.

Feng Yi took Tang Han to the back door of the bar. Compared with the front door, it was cleaner. There were not a little less people. In addition, it was dark and cold now, and there were even fewer people standing outside. The next few sneak out to smoke.

Feng Yi looked around, and finally chose two yellow-haired youths who looked vicious.

"Look, do those two people look scary?" Feng Yi lowered his head and asked Tang Han who was standing beside him.

"Scary." Tang Han nodded, and stepped back a few steps behind Feng Yi.

"I can make them obediently hand over their treasures, do you believe it?" Feng Yi asked again.

Tang Han bit his lip and shook his head.

Feng Yi smiled, didn't say anything more, and let Tang Han stand in the distance, while he stepped forward and kicked the yellow-haired young man A.

This kick was not strong, but it startled the youth A who was concentrating on bragging, turned his head and opened his mouth to say "**".

"What did you just say? I want to know too." Feng Yi greeted him with a smile.

"What the hell does it have to do with you? Get out of the way!" Youth A saw that he was not tall and thin, and he was probably a cowardly bastard who had nothing to do with drinking too much, so he yelled at him through gritted teeth, He raised his fist to beat him.

"Oh, you're talking about your watch, right?" Feng Yi didn't hide, but grabbed Youth A's hand, rolled up his sleeves and observed carefully for a while, "Hey, I want a Rolex too."

"I want you to be paralyzed!" Youth A was completely angry, and he retracted his fist to break free from Feng Yi's hand and punch him.

Did not take it back.Even moving it was exhausting.

Feng Yi didn't know when he increased the strength in his hands. Those seemingly thin arms could make an arm that was almost twice as thick as it immobilize.

"I asked you politely, you were the one who scolded first, so don't blame me." Feng Yi laughed, his face with sunglasses looked a bit cautious.

"Fuck, □□..." Youth A was stunned for a moment, wanting to curse casually to gain momentum, but before he could finish speaking, Feng Yi hit him on the chin.

Youth A bit his tongue, tears fell out all at once, howled and shook his head.

Youth B was startled by the scene in front of him, lowered his head and began to look around in a panic for something that could be used as a weapon.

"Do you want to find this?" Feng Yi pulled out an iron rod from the waste pile beside him.

Youth B took a few steps back, staring blankly at the stick in his hand.

"I'll give it to you if you want it. I beat people openly and aboveboard. I never use this kind of thing." Seeing his appearance, Feng Yi burst out laughing. He raised the stick in his hand and waved it in the air. , "Come on, continue."

Youth B raised his hand reflexively.

However, Feng Yi rushed up suddenly in the next second, and hit him on the head with a stick before he could react.

"Aren't you stupid, you can believe me if I lie to you?" Feng Yi smiled, kicked the bloody young man B to the ground, and squatted beside him, hitting him on the head with a stick.

They became more and more ruthless, and in the end, Youth B's shouts became smaller and turned into weak whimpers.

Youth A witnessed this extremely bloody scene, and silently backed away, intending to escape from this place.

Feng Yi didn't give him a chance, he threw the stick hard and hit him on the calf.

Youth A screamed and knelt down.

"Give me the watch." Feng Yi stood up, walked slowly in front of him and looked at him condescendingly, "Or do you want a watch?"

"Here, here you are!" A cried and took the watch off his wrist and put it into his palm tremblingly.

"Is there anything else, give it to me all at once, don't let me search it all, or it will be another matter if I find it later." Feng Yi stepped on his swollen calf, moving slowly The ground rolled back and forth on the ground.

"Yes! It's all for you!" A's face was pale from the pain, his eyes were bloodshot, he sobbed and took out all his belongings and respectfully placed them in front of Feng Yi.

"Good." Feng Yi smiled and kicked Jia to the ground.

"Remember, you have to be low-key, don't always pretend to be aggressive." Feng Yi squatted down and picked up all the things and put them in his pockets, "What if someday you meet someone like me again?"

Before A could speak, he got up and walked towards Tang Han.

Tang Han was so frightened that he sat on the ground long ago, tears streaming down his face.

"Why are you crying?" Feng Yi stretched out his hand to help Tang Han wipe away his tears, his tone sounded extremely gentle, "Don't worry, I won't do such a thing to you, you are my friend."

Tang Han was still crying, as if he hadn't heard his explanation.

Feng Yi sighed, took out the wallet he had just snatched from his pocket, and threw it into Tang Han's hand.

The wallet felt very bulging, Tang Han glanced cautiously, and there were countless red notes in it.

"Don't cry, these are all yours." Feng Yi said.

"I don't want them..." Tang Han's pitiful voice sounded.

"With them, you can buy anything for someone you like, and you can make her happy." Feng Yi said, gently stroking Tang Han's hair, "You can make her fall in love with her." you."

"Really?" Tang Han hesitated, she stopped crying and stared at the wallet in front of her.

"Really." Feng Yi smiled, put the wallet into Tang Han's hand and let her hold it tightly, "I can guarantee it."

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