Self-cultivation of fast-traveling cheap shou

Lin Mao's heart was broken by the lover's betrayal and injury. He didn't even notice that this bar was actually a gay bar, and there were all men in it.

He rushed all the way to the bar counter and asked the barman to bring him a dozen beers, and he poured them into his mouth one by one while holding the wine.

Because he ordered twelve glasses of beer at one time, occupying half of the bar counter. Such a heroic gesture attracted the attention of many people in the bar. In fact, it was not only that, Lin Maoqingjun's beautiful appearance was also one of the reasons.

He is nearly 1.8 meters tall, with perfect body proportions, narrow waist and long legs. In addition, he is wearing a pair of relatively tight jeans today, showing the beautiful curves of round buttocks.

Many people present swallowed involuntarily.

Half of the customers who came to this bar were looking for sex, and Lin Mao, who seemed to be getting drunk, naturally became the prey in their eyes.

Even so, most are still on the sidelines.

Lin Mao's eyes were swollen and uncomfortable, he put the back of his hand against his forehead, his beautiful face was full of pain that he couldn't restrain himself, his tears dripped down on the dark reflective table, Lin Mao had already drunk A little dizzy, but the tearing pain in his heart still made him almost unable to breathe.

"One more dozen!" Lin Mao threw out several red tickets from his pocket, and the bar staff at the bar looked at him for a few seconds, as if they were regretful or worried, but they didn't say anything, took the money, Fill Lin Mao's empty glasses with beer one by one.

Lin Mao stretched out his hand to take a glass of wine, and stared down at the still shaking liquid in the glass. He grinned silently and wryly, then raised his head and drank the beer in the glass in one gulp, but because he drank too quickly, After being choked, his throat suddenly felt itchy, and he lay on the edge of the bar, coughing violently.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Lin Mao's face was reddened by the smell of alcohol, and he was about to bleed because of coughing.

Suddenly, a big hand was attached to his back, and that hand patted lightly, which relieved his pain for a while.

Lin Mao straightened up, looked behind him, and saw a 30-year-old man in a dark blue suit looking at him with a smile.

"Thank you." Lin Mao knew that this person helped him, so he thanked him.

"Not in a good mood?" The man in the suit sat down on a high stool next to Lin Mao. He turned sideways and asked Lin Mao.

Lin Mao took a glass of beer in his hand and poured it straight into his mouth.

His wrist was suddenly grasped by the man in the suit, Lin Mao turned his head, his moist eyes flashed with puzzlement.

"Drinking like this is not good for your health. Try mine, and a glass will make you forget all your troubles." The man in the suit pushed a glass of colorful wine to Lin Mao's hand.

This wine is really beautiful, red, orange, yellow, green and purple, all kinds of colors are superimposed on top of each other, bright and clear, Lin Mao's fine white, green onion-like fingertips are slowly drawing on the wine glass, his head tilted slightly, Smile innocently.

Picking up the wine glass, Lin Mao tentatively stretched out his tongue and licked it, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his expression fascinated: "It's so sweet!"

"Yes, it's very sweet, drink more." The man in the suit's eyes fell on Lin Mao's open pink lips, and he was already fantasizing about the beautiful moaning sound that those lips would make in the future.

After Lin Mao finished his drink, he hiccupped.

"I, I'm going to the bathroom." Lin Mao swayed and got off the high stool. When he landed, he almost fell. The man in the suit had quick eyes and quick hands, and put his arms around his waist to help him stabilize his figure.

"Thank you, thank you." Lin Mao broke free from the arms of the man in the suit, walked through the crowd, and walked to the bathroom in front left.

Wherever he walked, there were always eyes glued to him, but he was so drunk at the moment that he couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals, and he didn't realize it at all.

Outside the bathroom, he looked at the door sign, then pushed open a door on the right.

After closing the door, Lin Mao entered a small cubicle again. He sat on the toilet with his back arched, his upper body slowly leaning back like a stiff cold metal object, his face was no longer a little drunk, although his eyes were still red, but inside Except Senran is still Senran.

"How much progress?" Lin Mao's voice was emotionless.

A small yellow book is posted behind the door, and a number is displayed on the left page.

——19%.

"Does that mean that the bedbug just now has a bit of drama?"

——Although it is cannon fodder, the other party also has a name, called...

"Stop it, I'm not interested in bedbugs."

——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"First, I don't know. Second, you're not human."

—I'm going on strike, I'm going on strike.

The little yellow book was hit by both the mind and the body. It kept bumping into the back of the door, but as a result, it went straight through.

Lin Mao's eyelids were half lifted, his expression was lazy, and the contempt and sarcasm inside were undiminished.

The little yellow book quickly jumped up to Lin Mao's eyes, almost sticking to his face.

——You will feel better later, hehehe, you will be xxoo, ooxx later.

The corners of Lin Mao's lips were crooked, dismissive.

Lin Mao stood up from the toilet, pressed the flush switch, waited for the water to sound for a while, and then opened the door.He leaned on the door frame with one hand, his expression changed into confusion and drunkenness.

He stumbled and bumped into the wall several times.

Out of the bathroom, Lin Mao looked around, not knowing which direction to go, he was hesitating, the man in the suit appeared on the left hand side, Lin Mao guessed that there should be the place to go back to the bar, he shook heavily head, and staggered past.

"Are you drunk? Let me help you." The man in the suit was very enthusiastic, and Lin Mao was so dizzy that he let the man in the suit support him, but the way he walked was the opposite of the bar hall.

The two entered an elevator. Lin Mao's body was weak and he couldn't stand on his heels. He shrank down. The man in the suit put his arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. He rubbed and kneaded Lin Mao's body with his hands. Lin Mao moaned unbearably.

"Baby, wait a little longer, brother will make you want to die later." The man in the suit acted rudely, pinching out some red marks on some of Lin Mao's skin that was exposed outside the clothes.

How much progress?Lin Mao asked in his mind.

Little Yellow Book is hiding in a corner of the elevator.

——20%.

very good!Lin Mao looked sideways and looked at the transparent mirror in the elevator. He saw that his red eyes were gradually stained with hostility.

A trash bug, he's disgusting to death.

Lin Mao stood up suddenly, grabbed the arm of the man in the suit that was messing around his waist, and slammed it against the wall next to him. At the same time, before the man in the suit could react, he clenched his fist and hit the man in the suit hard on his abdomen.

Kaka!The sound of cracking ribs.

The man in the suit opened his mouth and let out a shrill howl. Lin Mao frowned slightly. The sound challenged the endurance of his eardrums.

Lin Mao clenched his fist with one hand wrapped around the other, took a small step forward, and hit the man in the suit hard on the temple.

The man in the suit passed out from the excruciating pain.

The man in the suit slid along the wall and fell to the ground. He twisted and fell at Lin Mao's footsteps. Lin Mao moved two steps to the side in disgust.

Ding!When the elevator reached the designated floor, Lin Mao's shining eyes immediately dimmed.

He staggered out of the elevator, the world in front of him became blurred, and he felt that the surrounding scenery was distorted and deformed. Lin Mao shook his neck vigorously, and he walked deep into the corridor. After walking for a while, he saw a door in front of a certain room Two men with solemn faces in black suits stood, and Lin Mao walked over while supporting the wall.

"...I want to go home, help me, I'm on the phone, my phone is dropped, you call Ah Pei, let Lai come and pick me up, I want to go back."

Lin Mao grabbed the clothes of one of them and threw himself on him, sobbing and choking.

His eyes were full of tears, and the high temperature rising in his body made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

The man caught by him didn't make a sound, and was cracking Lin Mao's fingers, but when Lin Mao looked up at him, the movement of the man's hand obviously stopped for a moment.

Lin Mao's bright lips were bloodstained by his white teeth: "Call quickly, let Ah Pei come over..."

Just when the man didn't know what to do, the door creaked open behind him, and a tough and resolute young man came out.

The young man seemed to be disturbed to the point of tranquility, his eyes were full of coldness, his dark eyes scanned the outside, and stopped on Lin Mao.

"What's going on?" The young man's voice was as cold as a blade.

"Young Master Liu, I don't know either. Just now this boy rushed over and asked me to call him, as if he was looking for someone." The subordinate lowered his head and said respectfully and restlessly. Lin Mao suddenly became restless in his arms. , pulled his skirt with both hands, and in an instant, half of his chest was exposed.

The lights in the corridor are orange, making Lin Mao's skin as shiny as jade. Not only is he hugging his subordinates, but even Lin Xinze on the side, after seeing Lin Mao's beautiful appearance and tender skin, his eyes are heavy. color.

While Lin Mao was struggling, he saw Liu Xinze, who was similar in height and clothes to Lu Pei. Lin Mao thought it was his Apei. He broke free from his subordinate's arms and rushed in front of Liu Xinze. He hugged Liu Xinze's neck directly. , put your lips on it.

"A Pei, you are here, I know you are joking, you will not leave me, A Pei don't leave me, I like you, I like you very much."

"...How much do you like it?" Liu Xinze pinched Lin Mao's white and thin jaw with two fingers, hugged him tightly and turned around, and slammed the door behind him after entering the room.

Lin Mao kissed Liu Xinze's neck indiscriminately, and said in a muffled voice, "I can die for you, as long as Ah Pei tells me, I can die for you."

"Really? I don't want you to die for me, just serve me well."

Liu Xinze moved his hand down, grabbed Lin Mao's thigh and lifted him up. Lin Mao was startled, fearing that he would fall, he hurriedly hugged Liu Xinze's neck even tighter.

Liu Xinze carried Lin Mao to the big bed in the room, and both of them fell down together.

Lin Mao's shirt, trousers, and underwear were all torn off by Liu Xinze one by one, and Liu Xinze's whole body covered him.

He didn't give him any foreplay expansion, just sank down...

Snapped!With the slight sound of a balloon bursting in the air, Lin Mao faintly floated up from the bed. He stopped on the ceiling, looked down twice, then moved to one side, landed, and sat on the only fabric sofa in the room .

How much progress?

——50%.

Lin Mao crossed his arms and crossed his legs, half lying on the back of the fabric sofa chair, his head turned to the right, where two naked bodies were stacked up and down, the one on top was like a ferocious beast that was eating. Every movement is swift and fierce, but the one at the bottom is not very angry. Although the eyes are open, there is no emotional ups and downs inside, just like a puppet without a soul.

Lin Mao moved his eyes down and saw Liu Xinze's huge object.

"The big dick is not bad." Lin Mao made his personal comments objectively and fairly.

A string of garbled characters appeared on the right page of the Little Yellow Book.

"How much is the summary progress?" Lin Mao looked at the uncensored high-definition G movie over there, and asked in his heart with an unwavering expression.

——30% of the total progress, 50% of the sub-progress.

"Very good." Lin Mao smiled wickedly with the corners of his mouth raised as usual.He slowly closed his eyes. Although he said that the state of the soul does not need to rest, this world is too disgusting and dirty. If he takes a second look, he will want to vomit again and again.