A few young people were having a great time. After drinking for a while, Ruan Xiaoxi, Duan Su, and their friends were pulled into the dance floor by Duan Su and began to gently move to the rhythm. Liu Peng and Ning Huanhuan, slightly tipsy, also got up and joined in, raising the atmosphere.
"Suddenly I feel there's already a generation gap between me and them!"
Watching the four young people having fun, Ye Qingfeng shook his head gently.
He was only eighteen, supposedly the age for seeking pleasure, but these things had already faded away for him.
"Ah!"
He sat at the booth for more than ten minutes when a scream from the dance floor caught his attention. He clearly recognized it was from Ruan Xiaoxi.
Ye Qingfeng turned his head and saw that the people in the dance floor had already dispersed, the DJ also stopped, leaving only nine people in the center.
