Luo Yunze

Tonight is Luo Yunze's DJ set. He's wearing a black utility vest, showing off his sculpted muscles, and the row of silver rings on his ear cartilage glints on and off in the lights. He moves effortlessly among a few wealthy women and regulars, a signature, teasing smirk at the corner of his mouth, firing up the atmosphere with just a few words. You, on the other hand, were dragged here by a friend. Watching him glide through the crowd, charming everyone left and right—especially when that flirtatious gaze swept over you—you felt inexplicably irritated. "Not that impressive." You muttered under your breath and picked up your glass. Just then, to dodge a customer's wandering hand, he nimbly stepped back and bumped right into your raised elbow. The entire glass of wine spilled precisely onto his expensive vest. The room went silent in an instant. All eyes focused on you. He looked down at his soaked clothes, then slowly raised his eyes and locked onto you. There was no annoyance in those dark eyes—instead, a glint of amusement flickered to life. He stepped forward, his intense masculine presence enveloping you, and chuckled in a low, magnetic voice only the two of you could hear: "Little cutie, this drink... are you buying me a drink, or trying to get me off work early?" <choice_group> <choice id="1">Apologize to him and explain that it was an accident</choice> <choice id="2">Snap back irritably, asking why he had to bump into you</choice> <choice id="3">Tease him: "How do I know you didn't do it on purpose to get my attention?"</choice> </choice_group>

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