Customized private training: the president is addicted to pets

In the feasting city that never sleeps, people no longer suppress their inner beasts, tear off the disguise of kindness, and sweat freely.I don't know anyone here, and I can vent my distress, dissatisfaction, hatred and desire wantonly.

Holding a microphone on the stage, the woman who couldn't see her true face screamed vigorously, venting her manic heart, and driving the people off the stage to become even more excited.

In the booth near the stage in the corner, there were three men sitting, and on the left and right of each man were two scantily clad women, who leaned on the men, showing their charm.

One of the bold men majestically placed his palm on the woman's chest and kneaded it wantonly.From time to time, the woman uttered a moan of pride, allowing the man to do something to her.

"Master, I'll feed you a drink." The woman rubbed her ambiguous lips against Lin Jiayu's ear, and picked up a glass of whiskey on the table.

She raised her head to drink and kissed his lips, gently pried open the man's jaw, and fed all the wine in her mouth.The man never refused to come, and through the dim light, he could vaguely see his swallowing movements.

After the wine was finished, the woman wanted to pull away, but Lin Jiayu held down her slender waist, deepening the kiss, and slowly her hands tended to move upwards.

A few loud whistles interrupted the intimacy between the two, and Lin Jiayu glanced at the booers unhappily.

The man wearing a black vest with tattooed arms raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, you go ahead, you go on, I will definitely control my disobedient mouth right now."

"Really, Brother Yu's interest has been completely lost by you." The man with his hands still on the woman's chest complained with a smile. Although the meaning in his words was to complain, it was actually to excuse him.

Lin Jiayu patted the woman's leg to make her sit down, and took a big gulp of whiskey expressionlessly, it was the glass the woman drank just now.

Lin Qingyue, who used the high seat back of the booth to cover herself, couldn't bear to watch anymore. Even though she knew that her cousin Lin Jiayu was a flamboyant son, hearing about it and seeing it with her own eyes were two different things.

She still remembered that Lin Jiayu used to come to the house to play with their siblings. Most of the time, Lin Jiayu led them to make troubles. When grandpa wanted to teach them a lesson, he would stand up and take care of everything.

In my memory, Lin Jiayu is a handsome and cheerful boy who likes to play basketball, has excellent academic performance, and is surrounded by a group of excellent people.

Since when did her brother become like this, Lin Qingyue didn't know, he just remembered that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and when he saw him again, he would become the second generation ancestor who was not stingy.

"Lin Jiayu!" Lin Qingyue yelled loudly, stood up and glared at Lin Jiayu, if his eyes could shoot fire, then the fire in Lin Qingyue's eyes would shoot out a meter away.

The tattooed man turned his head and cursed angrily: "That bastard, you can call Brother Yu's name, believe it or not, I'll teach you how to be a man every minute!"

"Shut up!" Lin Jiayu shouted with a gloomy face.

The tattooed man was triumphant, and continued to scold Lin Qingyue, so that he could flatter Lin Jiayu, but he didn't know that the flattery was on the horse's leg, and he shouted: "Did you hear that, do you know... Lao Yang, what are you doing?"

Just after saying a few words, Lao Yang, the lecherous man who saw Lin Jiayu's expression getting darker and darker, quickly grabbed the tattooed man who wanted to speak wildly, and he poked Lin Jiayu's direction quietly with his hand, not daring to speak.

The tattooed man looked over and saw Lin Jiayu, whose face was as black as carbon. His arrogance just now dissipated immediately, and he smiled flatteringly, "Brother Yu, I'll help you drive him away right away."

He still didn't understand the situation, and thought that Lin Jiayu's displeasure came from the woman who called her by her first name, but this woman looks very straight!

He didn't pay attention to it just now, but now the tattooed man noticed Lin Qingyue's appearance, and was about to let Lin Qingyue come over to accompany him, so he pretended that this had never happened, and he would speak kindly for her in front of Brother Yu.

Who would have thought that Lin Jiayu slapped the tattooed man, covering his face subconsciously, and shouted in disbelief, "Brother Yu!"

Lin Jiayu ignored him, but walked quickly in front of Lin Qingyue, his smile warmed the hearts of those present like a spring breeze, as if thinking of something, the smile on his face faded. "Qingyue, what are you doing here, go back quickly."

His appearance stunned the tattooed man, and he later realized that Lin Jiayu's words to shut up were meant for himself, no wonder Lao Yang would pull him, no wonder Lin Jiayu would beat him.

Putting down his hands covering his face, the tattooed man lowered his head to hide the resentment in his eyes. Obviously he could directly say that they knew each other, so wouldn't he not say anything?
What's more, he didn't say anything harsh, Lin Jiayu's slap didn't show any sympathy, the finger prints on the tattooed man's face were clearly visible, and there were still blood oozing from a closer look, the force was evident.

"If I don't come, I won't be able to see your appearance. Look at yourself. You still don't look like the Lin family. Are you still my vigorous brother?" Lin Qingyue pointed at Lin Jiayu's nose angrily. , A good scolding meal.

Every sentence of questioning hit Lin Jiayu's heart like a hammer, and he immediately let go of all his strength and sat down on the sofa. "You shouldn't be here."

Lao Yang saw that it was inconvenient to stay here, so he pulled the tattooed man and said, "Brother Yu, let's go back first."

Lin Jiayu, who didn't know how to face Lin Qingyue, waved casually and left.

Leaving the booth, under the cover of the sound of music, the tattooed man yelled, and cursed angrily: "If he hadn't had a good father and some bad money in his hand, I would have punched him a long time ago, mother!" How dare you hit me."

"Okay, you, I reminded you, but... according to what the woman said, she is Lin Jiayu's younger sister. If you scold her like that, a brother should not take it out on his sister." Lao Yang said angrily.

Who is to blame for being slapped, or is it because I didn't have a good mouth, and I didn't bring my brain when I went out!This incident made Lao Yang more deeply aware of the brainlessness of the tattooed man.

"Who are you talking to, who is your brother!" the tattooed man dissatisfied, pushed away Lao Yang's hand on his shoulder, and strode forward.

Lao Yang cursed secretly, crossed the crowd and left, not chasing the tattooed man, as if no one had lost his temper.

Their departure didn't attract anyone's attention at all. The men and women twisting their bodies on the dance floor were still swaying to their heart's content, but the atmosphere in the booth was very gloomy.

Lin Jiayu was afraid to look into Lin Qingyue's eyes, and lowered his head to cover his own eyes with his drooping bangs. Silence flowed in this small space, out of tune with the bustle around him.

The women in the deck behind them haven't left yet. They are all employees working in the bar, but their job content is to accompany these rich sons and bosses to drink.

They can't leave without asking them to leave, otherwise they will be punished by the bar.Sitting like this is not a problem.

The woman who fed the wine before was pushed out by the remaining sisters, hesitated for a while and said, "Brother Yu, how many of our sisters do you see?"