Thump!
When Ye Feng poured the contents of the cocktail shaker into the glass and set it on the bar, all the patrons in the bar were somewhat dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on?
This guy didn't shake the drink, nor did he add any ice cubes, he just briefly stirred it with a bar spoon, and that was it?
Everyone stared at Ye Feng blankly, their gazes nearly resembling those one might give an idiot!
But Ye Feng, completely oblivious to any embarrassment, instead sat on a bar stool with keen interest, watching Red Rose mix her drink.
Red Rose's mixology was comparable to art, each of her movements, every shake, was utterly delightful.
Especially combined with her seductive looks and hot, sexy figure, she was like a muse blessed by God, a natural-born beauty of a bartender!
Thud!
Feeling that she had shaken the drink enough, Red Rose gently placed the mixing tin on the bar. Her movements were so delicate, as if she were placing a valuable treasure.
Rustle rustle...