Shy?

"What's wrong?" Qing 'er looked at her, her tone a little wary.

"Shy? Shy? How many layers of filters did you put on to come to this conclusion!" Xu Ziyue let out a long sigh and once again glanced at the bar counter not far away. look at how calm he is. He's only a little annoyed by so many people's gazes. If he were really shy and shy, I'm afraid he would have been fidgeting a long time ago. Did he look shy when the girl talked to him? Was she shy? Why do I only see impatience?"

Qing 'er was stunned, and she looked at the bar again.

The girl who had talked to ah Luo just now was still standing there. She even took the cocktail from the bartender and handed it to ah Luo with a smile on her face, but ah Luo didn't buy it. He picked up the glass coldly, turned around, and left.