Go ahead and have your fun, but you won't be able to stay that way for much longer.
A waiter walked by, and Li Wenyang placed his wine glass on it. He then walked up to the woman and gracefully gestured for her to dance.
The female raised an eyebrow, then suddenly lifted his arm and threw Li Wenyang over her shoulder.
Li Wenyang is a top-notch fighter; even if caught off guard, he wouldn't fall down so easily.
It's not that he's too weak, it's that the female is too strong.
The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became lively and noisy. Some people were whistling, some were just joining in the fun, and some were even shouting for them to get together.
The female extended her long, slender, white hand. "I prefer to take the initiative."
Li Wenyang, supporting his lower back, smiled helplessly, "Alright then, I'll enjoy it this once."
He placed his hand in the female's hand, and she led him to stand up and dance.
The female dancer was performing the male steps, but he was asked to perform the female steps. Fortunately, Li Wenyang never minded this, and he just smiled indulgently and accepted the arrangement.
Fang Rong was completely dumbfounded. Had females become this ferocious now?
There was another thing he couldn't understand: why didn't Li Wenyang mind such a strong female at all?
This female is just as beautiful as Fang Hua, both are exquisite, and both are so strong that they easily took down Li Wenyang. Fang Hua was the same; he could easily take down Li Wenyang as well.
If that's the case, then if Li Wenyang can be indifferent to this female, can he also be indifferent to the fact that Fang Hua is more like a female than him?
Fang Rong had come to terms with it, put down her wine glass, and decided to find someone to go out and dance with.
"Find me." Fang Hua kept a close eye on him.
"Hmm." Fang Rong made an inviting gesture, like a male inviting a female.
Fang Hua accepted without hesitation. He had no objection to the top/bottom dynamic, as long as Fang Rong let him hug him.
Even dancing together was fraught with problems; one would step on the other's foot, and the other would step on the other's foot until both feet were numb.
Fang Rong sighed, "Forget it, I won't jump anymore." Jumping any more will ruin my legs.
The two of them sat down obediently again, watching others having fun, and felt somewhat empty, lonely and cold inside.
Later, the leaders of the Fourth District went up one by one to toast them, and they drank in return. After toasting each of the dozen or twenty leaders from the Fourth District, including the instructors, Fang Rong was already quite drunk.
He was already a lightweight drinker, and now he couldn't even tell which way was which.
On the contrary, Fang Hua was completely unaffected. Perhaps due to his supernatural ability, alcohol was like water to him, and even more unpleasant to drink than water.
"Don't cry, don't cry." Fang Rong usually comforted him, but now that he was drunk and acting crazy, he was crying like an idiot.
Fang Hua patiently patted his back, gently pulling him into her arms in a comforting manner.
When the party ended, I simply picked him up and carried him around the waist.
"Don't forget to pack up any leftovers," Qian Rong reminded him before leaving.
"……"(#-.-),"knew."
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