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Chapter 8 The First Time In A Bar

At lunch time, the two girls just settled at a roadside stand, which was obviously the style of Michelle. She loved the food in roadside stands, not only because it was delicious, but also because the atmosphere here was very good.

They walked hand in hand on the road in C City and attracted the attention of passers-by, especially men.

Michelle knew that it was caused by her friend. Her skin was so white, after all? Her skin was even whiter than milk, which dazzled her eyes directly.

But Emily seemed to know nothing. She kept asking, "Why are they all staring at us?" NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Michelle gave her a disdainful look and replied casually, "They are looking at you."

"Me?" Emily unconsciously pointed at herself with a finger, and her blue eyes became more and more clear.

Unwilling to talk to her, Michelle just walked under the tree. Just then, she saw two people not far away.

Even if they turned into ash, she could still recognize them.

Noticing that Michelle stood there like being attacked, Emily went over and grabbed her arm, urging her to go. However, Emily just couldn't do anything to her. When she looked in the direction of Michelle's gaze, she saw someone!

"Is this the heartbreaker? Michelle, let's go get even with him. "

When they were abroad, there were no secrets between them. Emily knew Wyn in the University. At that time, she often complained that Michelle preferred her lover to her friends.

Apparently, the news of Wyn's marriage had caused a sensation all over the world!

Emily knew why Michelle came back. But if it were her, she would have beaten up someone like Wyn.

"No, Emily, let's hurry up and leave here." She didn't have the courage to face him. She wasn't afraid of him. She just couldn't accept the fact.

Not until Michelle was far away did Emily keep up with her.

She knew that Michelle was not in a good mood, so she tried to comfort her all the way. At last, she suggested, "Let's go to the bar!"

For Michelle, bar was not a strange word. But she had never been to a bar before. It was her first time to be here.

Emily was a bold girl. She knew that Michelle didn't like this place, but today was a special day for her.

Bar.

The loud music was deafening, and the lights in the dancing floor were blurred. Young men and women were swaying their heads. They were having a great time.

Led by Emily, they sat at the front desk, and Emily ordered two glasses of champagne.

The vibe there made Michelle in a state of tension. She was very scared.

Emily took the champagne and put a glass of it in front of Michelle. "Relax, you have me, right?"

However, even though she had said so, Michelle still couldn't wake up from the tension. After graduation, Michelle found that she had to go through a lot of things. She thought she could adapt

herself to the environment of the bar soon, but she didn't expect that she still couldn't enjoy the beauty of the bar.

Emily, who was drinking the champagne with great interest, was quickly integrated into the romantic world.

She stood up, took Michelle's hand and went to the center of the dance floor. Michelle shook her head. It was so noisy inside that she couldn't hear what they were talking clearly.

The sound of music, as if every beat of her heart, thumped.