To my dear senior sister

He put the rim of the cup into his mouth and took a sip.She held the wine glass in one hand and supported her body on an elbow with the other, looking sideways at the craziest person twisting on the dance floor.

Joyce raised his hands above his head, squatted down and danced with the man opposite him to the sound of the music.Her loose blond hair was violently tossed around, and it was dyed in the colorful colors of the lights.

She was wearing a scaled vest on her upper body, and the V-neck was open to her chest, revealing the infinite spring.And the lower body is a pair of black shorts that can just cover the buttocks, and a pair of white and slender thighs emerge from the shorts.The Obscurity looks inviting even when hidden in the dark.

The man who danced close to her was much taller than her, so he should be able to see a lot of things from a high position, so he kept his head down, looking lustfully at Joyce's chest.The palms were not honest, and they would stretch down from time to time to eat a handful of tofu on Joyce's waist or buttocks.

Seeing these things in Wen Lian's eyes, she couldn't help frowning, but she saw Joyce's expression of enjoyment again.After thinking about it, this is probably what you want and what I want, so I don't want to say anything.The hero's rescue of the beauty can only happen when the victim is unwilling.

If the victim was willing, it would be a disgrace for her to go out...not to mention she was still brooding over Joyce's withholding of her passport.

Foreign countries are much more open than domestic ones, and it is not surprising that there are more Wen Lian.She estimated that Joyce and the man might not know each other...

As if to verify, after Joyce came up from the dance floor, sat next to her and ordered a glass of the same wine as Wen Lian from the bartender, Wen Lian asked, "Do you know that man?"

Joyce drank all the wine in the glass in one breath, put the glass with only a few ice cubes back on the bar, and hiccupped in comfort.Then he asked the bartender for another glass of wine, put the cold glass on his hot cheek, looked at Wen Lian with blurred eyes and asked, "Who?"

"It's the man you danced with just now." Holding the wine glass, Wen Lian raised his chin toward the dance floor.The guy was still dancing in it, but the lady next to him had changed from Joyce to another.

Joyce drank a little too much, turned around and took a look dully, and replied, "Oh, Peter, I just met."

"Oh..." Wen Lian smiled meaningfully.

Joyce leaned over, leaned on Wen Lian's shoulder and asked, "Are you jealous?" There is no such thing as jealousy in their country, so she said Wen Lian was jealous.

Wen Lian was just verifying his own thoughts, but she was able to get involved in jealousy. He frowned in disbelief and asked, "What are you jealous of?" Jealous of her being touched?

"Jealous of my dancing with him so intimately," Joyce said.Her whole body exuded a strong smell of alcohol, which made Wen Lian almost drunk. She turned her head slightly, pushed Joyce away, and said, "You think too much."

Joyce didn't take it seriously, he leaned on the edge of the bar, turned upside down and wanted to dance again.

Wen Lian quickly pulled her back and asked, "When are we going back?" If she hadn't asked her out at night, she would not have come here.

Joyce shook his arms, trying to get rid of her restraints, and shouted: "What are you going back for?!"

Wen Lian looked at his watch and said solemnly: "It's already eight o'clock in the evening, we should go back to sleep. If we go back later, it will not be safe." Anyone can legally own a gun.In case there was a disagreement, the other party could pick up a gun and shoot himself, Wen Lian thought it would be scary.

"Wen, do you know where this is?" Joyce asked, staring at Wen Lian with his eyes wide open.

"Of course, the bar." Wen Lian spread his hands and said.She has been here for more than four months, and she does not feel that she has brought some local habits with her language and actions.

"Then it's no fun if you're so serious!" Wen Lian was a few centimeters taller than Joyce. In order to overwhelm her, Joyce deliberately raised his head and said, "You know what? His expression is like looking at those cold corpses, without any emotion!"

"So?" Wen Lian said impersonally.

Joyce didn't want to have a dispute with her here, so he shook her hand away and said, "Get out! Don't pull me!" With good intentions, he brought her here to have fun.It didn't occur to her that if she didn't play by herself, she would interfere with herself.

Wen Lian watched her walk unsteadily onto the dance floor, and then writhed again.He shook his head helplessly, sighed, and jumped down again like this, and he didn't know when he would be able to go back.

Before she could turn around, the man who had been paying attention to her for a long time saw that his opportunity had come.After tidying up his collar, he stood up from his seat and walked towards Wen Lian with a wine glass in his hand.

"Hey, beauty, can I buy you a drink?" He leaned on the bar with one hand and asked with a smile on his face that could captivate many women.

Obviously Wen Lian didn't like this, looked him up and down, and came to the conclusion in his mind: a foreign man, then picked up his own wine glass and refused: "Thank you, I have it myself."

After the man hit the wall, he didn't back down immediately, and asked, "Are you from China?"

Wen Lian raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes."

The man made a surprised expression, and said: "I've heard of it, there are giant pandas there, black and white, very cute."

Then he didn't know how to pretend to know a lot about China, and when he couldn't think of it temporarily, he brought out those famous things from countries near China and put them on China's head.At the end, he said: "...I will definitely visit the mysterious China if I have the chance."

Wen Lian stiffened her neck, nodded, and sipped her wine to hide her embarrassment.The whole process was performed by the man alone.

The man thought he had succeeded, leaned close to Wen Lian's side, and asked meaningfully: "That beauty, do you have a boyfriend?" He touched Wen Lian's thigh with his palm underneath.

Before Wen Lian could think of a suitable answer, Joyce, who was dancing on the dance floor, suddenly appeared beside the two of them, grabbed the hand that the man wanted to touch Wen Lian's thigh, threw it away, and warned loudly: "She is My people! Take back your tentacles!" At the same time as she flung his hand out, she also took two steps backwards.

Wen Lian quickly stood up and supported her.Seeing that she didn't know where she drank again, she was already drunk, and she called out worriedly: "Teacher..."

Seeing Joyce standing in front of Wen Lian so forcefully, that man was a difficult guy to deal with.He hugged his hand that had just hit the bar, and walked away cursing.

Joyce was already drunk and was almost taken away by other men.But when she saw Wen Lian being bullied, she immediately broke away from the embrace of the man who wanted to take her away, rushed over, and then did the series of things just now.

And the person who wanted to take Joyce away saw that she was still there, so he also ran away.

Joyce turned to Wen Lian and said, "Wen, let's go back..." As soon as he finished speaking, his body went limp.

Wen Lian caught her, lowered his head to see her current state, but unexpectedly saw something that he shouldn't have seen.She raised her head as if avoiding suspicion, and said blankly, "You should wear more clothes..."

Joyce muttered as if responding to Wen Lian's words, but because his voice was too low, no matter how close Wen Lian lay, he couldn't hear him clearly, so he gave up decisively.

Wrap her in your coat and take her back to school.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when I walked out of the bar.Wen Lian glanced at the time worriedly, afraid that he would not be able to get a taxi at this time.

Joyce refused to leave by herself, and Wen Lian didn't want to get too close to her, so she almost dragged her to the side of the road.

During this process, Joyce kept punching and kicking, and Wen Lian was sweating profusely in order to restrain her.Thinking back to when my senior was drunk, she was not as noisy as her.

When Wen Lian was waving at the side of the road to stop the car, Joyce, who was squatting on the side, suddenly stood up, pointed his middle finger at the road, and cursed: "Nick, you bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Wen Lian looked at Joyce in surprise, not understanding how a good person suddenly became like this.Before she could find a person named Nick in her memory, Joyce kicked off her high heels and rushed towards the middle of the road like crazy, as if chasing someone.

Wen Lian was caught off guard and wanted to stop her, but it was still a step too late.

Although it is already nine o'clock, there are still many vehicles on the road.I don't know if it was Joyce's luck or fate, but she rushed to the middle of the road smoothly, and stopped there, standing there sluggishly.

Wen Lian looked at the vehicles on both sides, and tried to walk over.Unexpectedly, a car suddenly accelerated in the distance, and its high beam hit Wen Lian's face.

Her body became stiff all of a sudden, unable to move forward or backward, she could only watch helplessly as the car rushed towards her.At that moment, Wen Lian really thought that he would be hit by a car and fly away, his heart almost stopped.

There was a piercing sound of brakes, and the car stopped steadily at a distance of five centimeters in front of Wen Lian.The driver rolled down the window and yelled at Wen Lian.

Wen Lian came back to his senses, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, panting heavily, apologized to the driver repeatedly, and then quickly ran across the road.

She rushed to Joyce's side, held her down with both hands to prevent her from running again, and gritted her teeth face to face and scolded: "You are crazy! Do you want to die?!"

With his head down, Joyce said in a crying voice, "Wen, Nick doesn't want me anymore..."

The warm anger dissipated in a moment.Through the high beams of passing traffic, she could see Joyce looking up, his cheeks wet with tears.

She asked cautiously: "Are you broken in love...?"

Joyce nodded in tears.

Thinking of herself, Wen Lian lost her soul in an instant, and muttered, "It turns out that we are both descended from the end of the world..."...