Zhou Yang was caught off guard by the kiss. She responded a few times, then released her mouth and patted his chest, saying irritably, "You little monkey, you're getting bolder and bolder."

"Ouch, that hurts." Chu Yang winced and hissed.

Zhou Yang was taken aback and asked with concern, "What happened? Are you hurt?"

"No, I overdid it. My whole body aches and feels weak," Chu Yang said.

Zhou Yang smiled and chuckled, "That way you can't bully me anymore."

"Who said that?" Chu Yang put his arm around her waist and pushed her against the wall, pinning her against the wall with a wicked smile: "Even with only 20% of my power left, I can still deal with you."

"Is that so?" Zhou Yang's beautiful eyes flickered as she stretched out her finger and slowly slid it down from his lips, across his neck, and lingered on his chest muscles.

Then a poke.

Chu Yang: ...Ouch (′o｀)!!

Zhou Yang covered her mouth and laughed.

Just then, Little Pear's voice came.

"Chu Yang, are you done using the toilet yet?"

Zhou Yang quickly pushed him away, saying irritably, "You dare to be so presumptuous with Xiao Li here? I'm speechless!"

After saying that, she tossed her shoulder-length short hair and swayed away.

Chu Yang smiled, and after finishing his business in the restroom, he came out to find Zhou Yang already mixing cocktails.

Zhou Xianglun's music started playing in the bar, and all the lights were turned on.

If more customers join the table, and people start drinking and chatting, the atmosphere will instantly become more lively.

Little Pear leaned on the bar counter, blinking her kind eyes as she intently watched Zhou Yang mix drinks.

"Am I the first customer, Sister Zhou Yang?"

"Yes, first customer. Please enjoy this 'Love Before Christ' drink." Zhou Yang smiled and handed her the prepared drink.

"The color is so pretty." Little Pear looked at the cup, took a small sip, savored it carefully, and smacked her lips in praise: "Delicious! It's my favorite sweet and sour flavor!"

"This wine isn't very strong, you can have a couple more glasses," Zhou Yang said with a smile.

Little Pear was so happy she swung her legs, then took two more sips of her drink. Suddenly she said, "Sister Zhou Yang, you're so pretty, don't any boys pursue you? Why don't you find a boyfriend?"

Zhou Yang paused, glancing at Chu Yang who was walking over.

"...I haven't met a suitable one yet."

"Oh," Little Pear responded, and seeing Chu Yang sit down next to her, she handed him the cup: "This is delicious, have a sip."

"Great!" Chu Yang took the drink, sipped it, and nodded in approval. "Not bad, it's Love Before BC, right? This one will definitely be a bestseller."

"But you're not allowed to drink too much, or I won't have the strength to carry you back if you get drunk," he said with a laugh.

"Sister Zhou Yang said I can have one more drink, this won't make me drunk." Little Pear looked at Zhou Yang and confirmed, "Right, Sister Zhou Yang?"

"Huh? Oh, right, yes." Zhou Yang came back to her senses, looked at the two of them looking so intimate and well-matched, and sighed inwardly.

Boyfriend? This guy definitely doesn't count.

So, whose boyfriend will he end up with? Xiaoli or Shuer?

Zhou Yang didn't want to compete, and even in the end, she would probably just quietly withdraw...

Thinking of this, she glared at Chu Yang from an angle that Chen Li couldn't see.

Chu Yang shrank his neck, then brazenly said, "Sister Zhou Yang, could you please give me a cup of... Wife?"

Zhou Yang: "..."

She could tell he emphasized the word "wife" and said irritably, "The ingredients haven't arrived yet. Let me make you a cup of quiet. If you're not feeling well, you should stay quiet and not try anything funny."

Chu Yang chuckled and said, "Alright, I like this song."

“I like it too,” Little Pear said with a soft laugh.

And so, they sat in the Zhou Xianglun-themed bar, quietly drinking cocktails themed around Zhou Xianglun's songs, listening to his music, and chatting idly.

Time passed slowly, and the clock on the wall, pointing in the opposite direction, struck ten.

Little Pear started to doze off in a daze.

It wasn't that I was sleepy, but that I had drunk too much again.

"Hmm... there are two Zhou Yang sisters and three Chu Yangs... all revolving around me..." She shook her head and smiled foolishly.

"I told you not to drink so much, silly girl," Chu Yang said, both amused and exasperated.

Little Pear jumped into his arms and said coquettishly, "Is it delicious... I want more."

Chu Yang was almost tackled to the ground. Despite the soreness in his body, he held her and said helplessly, "This is troublesome. I'm on a motorcycle, so it's not convenient to take her. Sister Zhou Yang, is there a room upstairs where she can sleep?"

Zhou Yang came around and helped support Xiao Lizi, saying, "You can sleep now, I've already tidied everything up."

"Ugh, I'm not sleeping. I came to the bar to have fun. Why would I sleep? I want to jump around!" Little Pear said, then broke free like a mudfish.

Then she ran to the stage in the center of the bar, and with a flourish, danced like a bird.

When others get drunk, they let loose and unleash their animalistic instincts; Little Pear, on the other hand, lets loose and unleashes her dancing instincts.

"Hey, be careful, don't fall." Chu Yang quickly went over, ready to catch her at any moment.

Zhou Yang also came over.

"It's so beautiful, so gorgeous!" she exclaimed sincerely.

I already knew that Shen Li was a music and dance major. The first time I saw her dance, even though it was a drunken dance, it was unexpectedly beautiful.

At this moment, Shen Li, dressed in a white dress, looked like a pure angel under the colorful lights of the bar, her graceful dance radiating its own light.

The smile that bloomed on her delicate face exuded a pure and romantic charm from within, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

“…Chu Yang,” she said softly.

"Um?"

"Promise me one thing."

"What's up?"

"You absolutely must not hurt her, you must take good care of her."

"good."

Chu Yang paused for two seconds, then asked, "What about Shu'er?"

Zhou Yang turned and glared at him: "You, you, you... you're asking me? Why don't you ask yourself!"

Chu Yang looked completely innocent: "That seems to be true. So, what about you?"

Zhou Yang: "..."