Sufeng road is a famous place for entertainment in Beijing at night. Although it is around 11 o'clock, the whole road is full of lights and noisy people.

There are several famous nightclubs along this road. Once the night comes, lonely men and women will come here to have fun and have fun.

The nightclub Meng ran entered is called "youth fire fashion bar".

Meng ran half foot just stepped into the nightclub, then heard a burst of heavy metal music, ring through the ear. The pungent perfume smell is even more.

Although the nightclub is not big, it is decorated with fashion and exquisite, which is in line with the taste of young people.

It's no wonder that Meng ran just stepped into a nightclub and saw a sexy girl with heavy makeup and sexy clothes.

In other words, Tairan xianzun has not set foot in this bar and nightclub for thousands of years.

Although there are Fengyue places for practitioners to have fun, such as "Chunxiang Pavilion" and "Fengyue tower", under the control of the fairies of yaochi, Meng Ran is not brave enough to enter

In the fashionable nightclubs full of heavy metal music, Meng ran saw a variety of people, and even a lot of foreign students came in admiration.

As the old saying goes, "foreign monks recite scriptures." foreigners with different skin colors are obviously popular among nightclub beauties, surrounded by a number of naked beauties.

Meng ran slightly shook his head, the mind quietly spread out, straight into the second floor.

The second floor is a seat for chatting, which is quieter than the first floor.

It's a place for lovers and friends to drink and chat.

Meng Ran's mind, locked in the corner of the second floor, a beautiful girl in a beige high slit skirt.

"Mei Ji, Meng Mou, see where you can escape this time!"

With a sneer, Meng ran Zheng was about to move towards the second floor, but he was unconsciously aware of an old friend.

"Ai Siying?"

Meng ran obviously didn't expect to meet the popular female host of Jiangbei TV station here.

"At that time when I lost my memory, I seemed to have met her once in a foreign language school." Recalling the time spent with Yin Qingxue at foreign language school, Meng Ran's delicate face reveals a touch of tenderness.

At this time, on the second floor of the card seat, two beautiful women are sitting opposite each other chatting, between the eyebrows, it seems that is full of sorrow. One of

wore a flaming back dress, with pale pink eye shadow, heavy makeup, chin, beautiful face and typical red face.

It is the liangxiu live broadcast platform, with more than one million fans.

The beauty sitting opposite her was wearing a long white dress with light make-up on her face, apparently not very well dressed.

Even so, this beautiful woman has a gorgeous face. Her two slender legs are comparable to a beauty supermodel. Just a figure from the back attracted the attention of many men.

From time to time came the sound of swallowing.

This beauty, is the former Jiangbei TV station host, AI Siying.

"I said, Siying, the platform is now sealed, and Mr. Chen has not appeared for a long time. Do you have no plans?"

The goddess of Huanzi, who means something, is beating around the bush.

AI Siying looked up and took a mouthful of brandy and said with a melancholy look, "what can I do? Wait. "

AI Siying didn't find out that the mobile phone of the goddess of happy son was in the recording mode. It seemed that she wanted to extract some words from AI Siying!