Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

Yuanfan perspective

When Mo Xiaoqi's hand was held in my palm, I had a very satisfied feeling, the feeling that my palm was no longer empty, and I was holding on to my things tightly, as if my things were by my side, tight Just hold it tightly, the fragile and harmless feeling is very good, as long as I am happy, the feeling that I can crush it at any time is very good.Thinking of this, I exerted more and more force until Mo Xiaoqi couldn't help crying out, and Lou Jingyang pushed me down on the sofa.

At that moment, I was suddenly frightened. Why did I have that feeling of wanting to be crushed?I just want to hold on tight.I think I need to leave Mo Xiaoqi for a while, but I must confirm that he is still mine.I decided that it must be mine.If Mo Xiaoqi doesn't want to, it's not too late to crush it, right?

Lou Jingyang took me to the bar, I saw his expression of disdain when he went in and looked back at me, that faint provocation, he was right, although I am 17 years old, but I never think that I am not yet an adult , no one will protect me as a minor, so I can only grow up by myself and protect myself.Too lazy to talk to Lou Jingyang, I went straight in.

Sitting on the bar counter, I looked around casually. Countless men and women were entangled together, wild and crazy. Everyone's expressions were vivid and depressed. They twisted their bodies desperately, as if they wanted to abandon all unwillingness.There are still quite a few people in the corner, they are not gentle, not emotional, some are just bodies filled with desire, they take carnal desire as their instinct.It seems that only in such a place where the light cannot shine can the inner ugliness be released.

What is there actually? Why does everyone like to dress up glamorously every day, as if we are really bathed in an ideal sunbath, but in fact, everyone is just like gold and jade on the outside, and the inner ugliness has long been condensed into pulp. I used the most perfect smile to tell the world how perfect I lived, and at night, I gritted my teeth in pain and could only swallow with blood and dare not say anything.

It's just that I'm afraid of being looked down upon, it's just that I'm afraid of attracting criticism.Even so, I have always been in it.

Looking at some of Mo Xiaoqi's friends, Lou Jingyang has long found his small group to drink and talk nonsense, but even so, I can only see his chicness, such a kind of wine that enters the heart, This person seems to never have a serious look, but he is always a dagger that restrains blood, sharp and upright.

Yan Zechen smiled cunningly and got rid of those women wearing low-cut tight skirts. Actually, I don't like Yan Zechen very much. He always smiles at everyone, but the evil spirit in his heart has already opened his fangs.He was always polite and distant.

In fact, looking at those women, I feel quite amazing. What is it like to want to show your good figure but dare not show too much?If they were really slutty, then they were dressed too conservatively. If they were really conservative, how could they be so sluggish and crazy.

I thought for a long time and turned to look at Mu Zili who was sitting next to me. He still had a beautiful face, and his gold-rimmed glasses flashed across the light from time to time under the light of the bar. Eyes full of indescribable temptation, he obviously didn't do anything, but people want to get close to him, play with him, want to see how magnificent his cracked face is.The hem of his shirt was still tied to the top meticulously, full of a sense of abstinence.