My Wife Is a Secret Agent

There are many high-rise buildings here and the streets are busy with traffic. The bustling crowds are like a tide, the neon lights are dazzling, and the lights are blurry. Both fantasy and reality. It's past ten o'clock at night. For those who like nightlife, this time is the beginning of their exciting lives. The gentle waiters and handsome bartenders have become the most beautiful embellishments here. There were many people in the bar today. In the middle of the dance floor, all kinds of charming girls kept shaking their bodies crazily to the loud disco music. Their fair bodies were particularly eye-catching in the swaying lights, and their long hair was swinging back and forth from left to right. Suddenly an ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the entire bar. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.