Flirt first, then love [Entertainment]

In the middle of the huge dance floor, they kept twisting with the beat, one song after another tirelessly. After completing an unknown number of dance songs, Du Haomiao and Yang Cuofan sat at the bar next to the dance floor and ordered two whiskeys facing each other. face to drink.

Neither of them used a glass. Yang Cuofan raised the glass bottle of whiskey and moved towards Du Haomiao. After touching Du Haomiao, he said with a smile, "How is it? Is there any conclusion in the verification?"

Du Haomiao took a sip of wine from the mouth of the bottle, with a smug gleam in his eyes: "It seems that I'm really fine! I've been here for such a long time, and I didn't feel anything strange or uncomfortable. , I don’t even have the urge to do something strange... It seems that my 'luxury allergy' seems to have been cured!"

Yang Cuofan shook the bottle, lowered his head and smiled, "Ah, I'm so bored! Such an interesting curse can be solved so easily, I thought you would at least have to do something like this with that guy... "

Du Haomiao kicked Yang Cuofan hard with his leg: "You are the only one like that with that guy! I'm a straight man! Even if you burn your life, you can't burn your morals!"

Yang Cuofan patted Du Haomiao's shoulder, still with an unscrupulous look: "It's interesting to bend a straight man! If you don't bend, break it! Ah Shui, why don't you think about me! I'm the same in bed. Very exciting."

Du Haomiao slapped Yang Cuofan on the head, breaking his shameless hooliganism!

The two of them just sat at the bar and drank one sip after another, joking with each other.When he was halfway through the drink, Du Haomiao suddenly felt something was wrong, a strong heat surged in his chest, his head became dizzy in an instant, and an inexplicable impulse gradually rose from the bottom of his heart.

It is impossible for normal drunkenness to strike without warning, and this feeling does not seem to be like drinking too much alcohol. A bad premonition rushed into Du Haomiao's mind.

"Big sheep...I'm not feeling well, hurry up and take me to the bathroom!" Du Haomiao threw away the wine bottle, reached out and grabbed Yang Cuofan's arm tightly, with anxiety in his eyes.

Yang Cuofan looked at Du Haomiao's sudden anxious appearance, and quickly stared at him with concern.Dense beads of sweat soon oozed from Du Haomiao's forehead, and then gathered into a stream and rolled down his cheeks, and his hair was also wet by the sweat beads, forming small wisps sticking to his face.Under the dimly flickering light, Yang Cuofan couldn't see Du Haomiao's face clearly, but his expression had already begun to distort due to pain.

Yang Cuofan hurriedly helped Du Haomiao to the bathroom.

With Yang Cuofan's support, Du Haomiao stumbled into a relatively remote bathroom. After entering and closing the door, he fell and sat on the floor with trembling hands.

"Ah Shui, is it an outbreak of luxury allergy? How are you? Headache, fever or stomach pain? What are the symptoms this time?" Looking at Du Haomiao's current appearance, Yang Cuofan also felt that the situation was not good.

Du Haomiao looked down at her trembling hands, desperately suppressing the sudden surge of desire, and said with a crying sound in her voice: "This symptom is very special...and I have never encountered it before. I...now Just want to do two things...do/love and sing!"

Yang Cuofan: "..."

Yang Cuofan tried his best to calm himself down. He forced himself to ignore the naturalness and calmness of a virgin who uttered those two harmonious words so directly. He seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Ah Shui, if you want to sing, I will help you back home." Private room, there is a microphone there, as for sex/love... I can help you masturbate!"

Du Haomiao shook his head in despair, and sighed: "I just have a special desire for the microphone in the center of the dance floor, so I really want... to rush up and sing!"

After saying this, Du Haomiao stood up suddenly, his eyes leaked a fiery desire through the lens, like the madness that erupted when he was teased to the extreme, he pushed Yang Cuofan away, twisted hard Opening the door, he stumbled towards the center of the dance floor outside.There is now a rock singer singing a very rhythmic and passionate dance song "CRAZY". The singer in a shiny jacket is singing and dancing on the stage, dynamic and energetic.

But Du Haomiao felt that it was not enough!not enough!Motion is not enough!

There seemed to be ten thousand bugs biting him and urging him, the microphone shaking in the middle of the dance floor was like a huge planet, attracting him with extremely strong gravitational force, and like an atom/atom that suddenly exploded / bomb, destroying his sanity.

Du Miao wants to go up!Go up!Go up and grab that microphone!

He pushed aside the crowd in front of him and squeezed towards the small stage in the center of the dance floor.

Yang Cuofan followed closely behind Du Haomiao, who had been Du Haomiao's friend for many years, of course he knew how unstoppable the other party would be once he got sick.When passing by a woman who was wearing a mask playing pretend, Yang Cuofan tore off half of the silver mask on her face, ignored the other party's shocked expression, hurriedly caught up with Du Haomiao in front, and put the mask on his on the head.

Du Haomiao has completely lost his mind, and he doesn't care about putting on a mask. At this moment, all he can see is the microphone on the glass stage in the center of the dance floor. That is the center of the storm and his universe!

Walking to the edge of the dance floor, he stepped onto the low stage without hesitation. Everyone on the dance floor was immersed in their own dance, and did not pay too much attention to the people who suddenly appeared on the stage.Even if someone noticed him, he would dismiss it because of the too loud atmosphere.

Until the lively and enthusiastic song was suddenly broken by a heart-piercing explosion, all the people turned their heads suddenly, seeing the masked person who suddenly appeared on the stage and snatched the microphone of the resident singer, they all stopped dancing .

Until...the guy wearing the mask suddenly followed the beat of the music, and with a voice that seemed to be infused with soul power, the wave of the song swept from the center of the stage to every corner of the hall in an instant with sound waves, destroying everything!

Suddenly, the music style of the music changed suddenly, from enthusiasm to burst, from dynamic to burning!The accompaniment is still going on, and the new guy on the stage continues the singing of the previous guy without any violation, but uses his unique voice and singing like burning/bomb burst to turn an ordinary dance song into a hot magma, It was scorching hot and sparks flew everywhere!

The brain-burning music rushed into people's minds, and the dance steps that had just stopped started again in a more enthusiastic way. The masked singer seemed to inject the power of the soul into the song, making the whole song hot and turbulent.

The men and women on the dance floor turned their heads and screamed frantically, and even the singer who was robbed of the microphone was stunned by the sudden burst of unique voice.

When Yi Chen stepped into the RARA nightclub, what he saw and heard was such a scene.

Everyone is doing their best to swing with the flame-like music in the hall, shaking their heads crazily, the whole dance floor is like a pot of boiling water burning with a fire called music, hot and enthusiastic!Even the security guard standing at the door, the bartender behind the bar, and the players drinking in the booth all nodded and twisted to the music...

When Yi Chen walked in, his fingers couldn't help tapping his thighs to the beat!

That guy in the middle of the dance floor is like a glow-in-the-dark flame/bomb at the moment, dazzling and frightening!

After the song ended, many people were sweating profusely.People were panting heavily with red faces, reminiscing about this hearty feast.

But the guy in the middle of the dance floor, like a machine that was exhausted, fell to the ground without warning.

Before people could cry out in surprise, there were already several bodyguards who went to the middle of the dance floor and picked up the man who had fallen on the ground and carried him away.

After the music ended, Yi Chen's blood that had just been ignited cooled down quickly. He watched the man being carried away coldly, took out his mobile phone and called Sun Dong, who answered in seconds.

"Where's Du Haomiao?" Yi Chen asked directly.

"He was the one who sang in the middle of the stage just now! There is no other person here in that white T-shirt and jeans!" Sun Dong's voice was more excited than usual, and he was obviously burned by the music just now, and lost The usual calm.Although Du Haomiao was wearing a mask, he recognized the unique attire immediately.

Yi Chen: "..."

******

Several bodyguards carried Du Haomiao up to the exclusive elevator, and quickly left the noisy ballroom.When the elevator stopped on a certain floor, they dragged Du Haomiao out, walked through the long corridor, threw him into a room, and closed the door with a bang.

After a while, the door was opened again, this time only one person came in, and the sound of that person's footsteps approached step by step.If Du Haomiao was awake at this moment, he could see the man's extremely seductive face and the playful inquiry in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

The man walked to Du Haomiao's side with leisurely steps, slowly squatted down, stretched out his slender fingers like a work of art, and gently lifted the mask covering Du Haomiao's face.

Du Haomiao's glasses had already been wiped off when Yang Cuofan put on the mask for him. At this time, what was exposed to the man was Du Haomiao's long and stretched eyelashes, fair and smooth skin, and ruddy lips... And the dirty shit hairstyle!

Rustic hairstyles...rustic tops...rustic pants...

There was a puzzled look in the man's eyes: such a guy who is extremely soiled from head to toe can actually sing such explosive songs!

The man, who was a little curious for a while, stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the lips that made that powerful voice...

"Beep...beep..." A burst of mobile phone sounds interrupted his movements. The man impatiently took out his mobile phone and asked with a frown, "What are you doing?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was obviously very respectful: "Master! Mr. Yi from the Hurricane Group wants to see you."

The man's frown became more obvious, is that guy Yi Chen?Not a good stubble.

After a long silence, the man said softly: "Take Mr. Yi to the reception room!