It turns out that there is a wallet here, so there is no need to wait for Murong Yachun to come. Murong Yaqing took out one of the gold cards and gave it to the clerk. The clerk was a little stunned. He swiped the card in her small store...what an African joke...

"Miss Murong, our store doesn't require credit cards..."

"Would you like a check?"

"...Ms. Murong, we don't have that much cash to give you back..."

"...Okay, let's wait." Murong Yaqing could only wait for Murong Yachun to come and give the money.

Fifteen minutes later--------

As soon as Murong Yachun arrived, she saw Murong Yaqing who was conspicuous in a fiery red dress.

"Ah Chun, you are finally here, come quickly and give me the money..."

“…..Is ten thousand enough?”

"...Well, it doesn't cost so much, it's only five hundred yuan..."

"Five hundred? Did I hear it correctly..." Murong Yachun was surprised. In her memory, her sister always wore clothes with more than five digits. Today she actually bought a three-digit dress...

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"Ah Chun, hurry up and give it."

"Uh, um." Murong Yachun took out 500 yuan in cash from her bag.

Two pairs of beautiful sisters walked to the street, one black and one red, particularly conspicuous... Murong Yachun's hair was slightly tied up, revealing her neck as white and tender as snow, while Murong Yaqing's hair was bare-shouldered, revealing her smooth and tender shoulders.

…..

Many men on the street were eager to make a move, looking at them with lustful eyes, and many women also cast envious and jealous looks.

Murong Yaqing and Murong Yachun came to the busiest bar in City A, 'Night of Passion'. The mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. The music was turned up to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears. Both men and women were going crazy on the dance floor.

Twisting their waists and buttocks, the voluptuously dressed women happily mingled among the men, teasing those men who couldn't control themselves with frivolous words.

Murong Yaqing and Murong Yachun found a place to sit down. Murong Yachun didn't like such a place because there were too many people and it was too noisy. She preferred a quiet place, but Murong Yaqing didn't seem to be in a good mood. Murong Ya

Chun had no choice but to follow her to the bar.

"Two glasses of vodka!" Murong Yaqing shouted as soon as she sat down.

The bartender glanced at Murong Yaqing. There were very few women who dared to drink vodka. This woman actually asked for vodka so domineeringly. Haha, in a place like this, it seems that this woman can't escape some evil intentions tonight.

The man teased me.

The bartender quickly brought out two spirits. Murong Yaqing smiled and said, "Achun, do you want to drink?"

"I don't drink..."

"Gulu..." Murong Yaqing drank a large glass of vodka in one breath, her expression remained unchanged, but her face was slightly flushed.

Murong Yaqing wanted to pick up the glass next to her and continue drinking, but Murong Yachun snatched it away with one hand, "Sister Qingqing, stop drinking! It's not good for your health, and you'll get drunk if you drink again!" Murong Yachun couldn't help scolding.

"Murong Yachun, I asked you to come here not to care about me. Either you give me a drink or you leave immediately!" Murong Yaqing was in a very unhappy mood.

"Okay, if you want to drink, then I'll drink with you!" Murong Yachun picked up the cup and drank it all.
Chapter completed!