The seventh rule of the male god

——The more sinful the more beautiful, the more indulgent the more joyful.

Hod Junction is the famous G City, chaotic, rotten, beautiful, like a sunset flower revealing an incomparable charm.

But Yun Changfeng did not go to GBar, he went to a bar that translates to "sin" in Chinese - The Sin - this bar is a well-known happy place in this city, BAR membership, a place where rich people fall .

Yun Changfeng was leaning on the bar counter, he was wearing a black Armani silk shirt, unbuttoned the top, the neckline was very low, revealing the delicate collarbone and a small piece of white chest, the ambiguous light fell on him, A piece of temptation.

Many men and women came forward to strike up a conversation, but he said a few ambiguous words, but he seemed quite indifferent, and he didn't intend to have sex, so those people had to laugh and return.

Yun Changfeng has a serious obsession with cleanliness, both psychological and physical. No matter male or female, he rarely has sex with others, but he is not keen on sex. He hates the feeling of his body sticking to others. The kind of pleasure he enjoys conquering people's hearts.

This time the system's task was unexpectedly unscrupulous, and it was to keep him a virgin in the midst of sensuality, and to follow Qi'an's character for the rest of his life.

"The host, it's not that the system is unscrupulous, the memory of the original body is accepting."

"……Ah."

At this moment, Yun Changfeng, who has Qi'an's memory, is Qi'an.

"Speaking of which, the host's performance in the last world was perfect. It was calculated step by step. Even the system was seen at the end. Even if you die, that world will still develop according to the rhythm you want. The task is completed. The speed is [-]%, so I made an exception to let the host enter this world."

"What kind of person do you want to cultivate?"

The transparent liquid swayed gently in the wine glass, reflecting the colorful bar. Yun Changfeng raised his head and took a sip, and asked with interest, but suddenly there was no sound.

Reluctantly pursed his lips, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, suddenly Yun Changfeng narrowed his eyes deeply, and leaned against the bar, the bartender showing off his skills at the bar had a very handsome face, and the bottle was in his hand Dancing, under the chaotic lights, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line, a half-smile.

"Bing—" Yun Changfeng snapped his fingers: "A cup of Long Island iced tea."

The bartender has been observing him for a long time. This person has an aura that both No. 0 and No. 1 are excited about. Although this bar is not a G bar, it is still dominated by homosexuals, maybe bisexuals?

The bartender heard his words and asked in proficient English: "Drink it yourself or give it away?"

While asking questions while mixing drinks, his movements are good-looking and handsome, shaking the wine bottle in his hand, and the spirits used to mix this wine are all spirits as high as [-] degrees Celsius.

"Of course it's a gift, I'm not a pervert, cute bartender, what's your name?"

Long Island Iced Tea has a profound meaning - to express strong love to people.

"Tail." The bartender's voice was magnetic, deep and pleasant: "Let me guess, the person who received your gift must be very happy."

"Why do you know that?" Yun Changfeng frowned slightly, looking at him with sparkling eyes, as if looking forward to Wei's answer, a bit childish and cute.

"There is no doubt about it. If I received it, I would also be very happy. Also, sir, what is your name?"

Wei put the adjusted Long Island iced tea on the bar, and leaned over to push it in front of Yun Changfeng.

"Qi'an." Yun Changfeng spit out his name in Chinese, and then said with a smile: "If you feel awkward, you can call me An, I don't mind."

"Huh, Ann?"

"It's such a charming tune." Yun Changfeng sighed, red and green light flickered, and slowly leaned over to push the Long Island iced tea to the end, Yun Changfeng raised a proud smile: "Also, as you wish , that person will be happy."

Wei Wei looked at him with a half-smile, and took a sip of the Long Island iced tea he made himself. It was sweet and a little bit bitter, and his eyes slid across Yun Changfeng without any scruples: "Would you like to have a shot? Don't worry, I will be very happy." Gentle."

"I only do 1."

"What a coincidence." Wei suddenly kissed Yun Changfeng's lips, neither of them was a passive master, their lips and tongues were intertwined, hot and crazy.

The tongue unceremoniously rushed into the jaw and entangled with the other soft tongue, licking, biting, sucking...

The taste of the Long Island Iced Tea is extremely spicy, and there is even an aphrodisiac in it. There is a tingling sensation where the tip of the tongue slides over. Both of them have superb kissing skills, and a kiss is inseparable.

After the kiss was over, Yun Changfeng suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you handed over to the population?"

"No." Tail's face darkened for a moment: "No matter who it is, I wouldn't give him oral sex, but you?"

"I'm obsessed with cleanliness, but I don't shy away from coldness." Yun Changfeng lazily replied, looking at the male singer on stage, he always felt a little familiar. He sang Yun Changfeng's favorite song "shape of my heart". .

The singer's indifferent eyes seem to overlook all living beings, and black eyeshadow is painted on his pale cheeks, stained with the same disgusting decadence and temptation as bars.

Wei took another sip of Long Island iced tea, his voice was charming Scottish, his royal blue eyes were gentle and intoxicated, he seemed a little puzzled: "Why are you looking at him?"

"Well, the only song I like. The artistic conception and tone of this song are very difficult, and he grasped it very well."

Wei Wei admired: "Of course, he is Yuan Chengguang."

Yun Changfeng raised his eyebrows and laughed: "No wonder I feel familiar."

Yuan Chengguang, I believe no one will know this name. The king of music who is popular all over the world, he is famous in the music circle at a young age. One of his concert tickets has been sold at a sky-high price, and one of the two people is his. fan.

However, why did he come to 'sin'?

"Many people who come to 'sin' come to listen to his voice, and go to hell amidst the singing." The tone at the end is like the whisper of the devil: "Didn't it be a good idea to have a fight? We will see the outcome on the bed."

"Actually, the host has nothing to do with him going to bed."

"Ok?"

"As long as the host doesn't ejaculate in the end, I can ignore it all the way."

"... Get the fuck out of here."

Hearing the words of the system, Yun Changfeng couldn't help swearing, but in a blink of an eye, he smiled at Wei Wei's extremely funny, eyebrows and eyes, like a joke among friends:

"Arbitrary absenteeism is not the domain of a good employee."

Wei also laughed: "I'm not a good employee, it's not good to hold back your body and work."

"Oh, I'm now interested in this guy named Yuan Chengguang." Yun Changfeng pointed to the stage, leaned over to kiss the corner of Wei's lips, tasted it, and fiddled with his watch with his right hand: "And, God loves a good boy - I should go back."

Yuan Chengguang's voice is hoarse and moving, like gravel falling into an hourglass, faintly decadent, his voice is not ambiguous, just like vaguely invisible threads in the air, as long as they are touched, they will be unconsciously drawn lightly. Twitch the heartstrings.

His voice has such an indescribable charm.

"I heard that bartenders can read the mood of customers? The owner of the mermaid heart, be careful to be hunted down."

Wei Wei heard Yun Changfeng's low laughter and reminder in the music and singing, looked at his back, and gently rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips, smiling meaningfully.

After the song "shape of my heart" was over, Yuan Chengguang stepped off the stage. He took soda water from the tail to moisten his throat. The 'criminal' guests were all rich people. Although some were very excited to see Yuan Chengguang, they didn't rush up Before, I was still confused in the sin of pornography and ambiguity.

"Yuan, you have to know your charm, the people in the bar will stare at me."

With an exaggerated ending, he drank the Long Island Iced Tea in one gulp, and the spicy taste cut his throat sorely.

Yuan Chengguang ignored his words, just quietly drinking his soda water: "Who ordered you the Long Island iced tea?"

"A lovely person who I am interested in and is interested in you." Seemingly thinking of something, he looked at Yuan Chengguang a little depressed: "Yuan, if it wasn't for you, I might be swimming in semen now."

"Give me the mermaid heart tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow night, I don't know how many people will come to grab the mermaid heart. Even kf has been invited. Are you asking me to give you the mermaid heart to seek death?"

"Some of them want the heart of a mermaid, and some want your life."

Wei Wei froze for a moment, waved his hands helplessly, and threw the wine bottles casually alternately, and finally regained his bartender appearance: "Forget it, forget it, anyway, this mermaid heart is yours."

Sin, The Sin.

Built ten years ago at Hod Junction, no one knows, the founder and owner of Sin, Yuancheng Light and Tail.

Yuan Chengguang raised his head and drank the soda water. He felt his throat feel better, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he covered his eyes with his hands to block the light.

Then he separated his fingers slightly, revealing a little gap, and the erotic light from the dance floor fell into his eyes, silent and sad.

In his eyes, the graceful dancing and the befuddled expression wove into a scene of drunkenness and dreams.