torture to the end

On the second floor of Huatian, in a resplendent private room, a woman wearing a bright red deep V-wrapped skirt sat straddling a man's lap, holding the microphone with a hand that was inlaid with diamonds and decorated like a work of art, panting ambiguously almost Break through the frivolous music.

Alcohol and hormones mixed into a strong smell, which easily captured people's mind.

The reddish-brown leather sofa was full of people, and one of the men hooked the woman's neck and kissed it. The woman's exposed white tender breasts and the rose red on the skin were both sensual and seductive.The arms wrapped around the man's neck are like spirit snakes.

The soft voice was already out of tune, and it became a sweet moan.

One hand pressed the woman's slender waist, and the other hand lifted the skirt that only covered the round buttocks, and poked it into the gap. The woman sitting on his lap curled up, her body painted with red sequins The nails curled up, and the neck was thrown back into a very beautiful arc.

The temperature seemed to be higher, so hot that it almost melted people.

Han Jingyu turned the doorknob and walked in, only alarming two people who were sitting near the door playing cards. The two of them didn't even raise their heads, and said, "Bai Yu, you've been smoking this cigarette for a long time. .”

No one responded.

Han Jingyu was standing at the door, his thin lines, thin and bland lips, and his eyes were all blocked by the shadow under the long eyelashes.

"Brother Yu, go in." Bai Yu, who came from behind, put his hand on Han Jingyu's shoulder.

Everyone in the private room raised their heads abruptly.

Han Jingyu lifted his foot and walked in.

The private room was full of smog, and everyone's expression changed subtly when they saw Han Jingyu.

The half-dressed woman who straddled the man's lap groaned in pain. It turned out that the man's hand on her shoulder suddenly grabbed her flesh with great force.

"Yo, you're really a rare visitor." The man pulled his lips, and there was an evil charm hidden in his smile.

Han Jingyu walked over, and a young man sitting next to the man immediately stood up and gave up his seat. Han Jingyu also sat down unceremoniously, pressed himself down and picked up a cigarette from the table, ignoring the eyes that fell on him , self-servingly lit the mouthpiece.

The atmosphere in the whole private room seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

The man naturally also noticed this abnormality, and he raised his eyelids and waved his hands, "What are you going to do?" As he spoke, his lips approached the woman's snow-white chest again, and kissed him buried in the snow tenderness, as if He asked casually, "What have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you for so long."

Han Jingyu just lit a cigarette, and the white smoke with the smell of tobacco sprayed out from his lips and teeth, "Let's stay at home."

The man raised his eyebrows.

Han Jingyu raised his head, his gaze was like a sharp knife, piercing through the shadow that enveloped him out of thin air.

The woman sitting straddling the man's lap writhed, panting closely, an undisguised pursuit of joy.

The man's palm moved under the woman's skirt.

"Wu Zhaoling."

The man paused and turned sideways.

"Wine, is there any?" Han Jingyu asked.

Wu Zhaoling glanced to the side, and there was a person carrying two bottles and putting them on the colored sand table in front of him.It is a red wine of some years. As soon as the bottle is opened, the aroma that has accumulated over the years seeps out.

Han Jingyu touched a square glass from the table, poured half of the glass of red wine, and poured it all in with his head raised.

Seeing Han Jingyu's drinking posture, the people next to Wu Zhaoling brought out a lot of wine, all kinds of wine, opened bottles, and lined up on the table.

Han Jingyu didn't even use the glass or look at it until the end of the drink, he picked up a bottle of wine from the table and poured it into his mouth.

His drinking posture was so scary that even a few people playing cards who were hiding aside turned their heads to look.

After drinking for an unknown amount of time, there were more and more empty bottles on the table. Han Jingyu closed his eyes and took a breath, then went to get the wine from the table.

"Brother Yu." His hand was grabbed.

It was Bai Yu who was holding his hand, "Stop drinking!"

Han Jingyu half-opened his eyes, and Bai Yu saw clearly that his eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and the usually cold eyes were softened by this layer of water vapor.But his voice was still so cold.

"open."

Bai Yu pursed his lips and let go of Han Jingyu's hand.

Wu Zhaoling, who was sitting next to her, was teasing the woman in her arms, while squinting at Han Jingyu with half of her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, two more bottles of wine were down, and Han Jingyu also drank too vigorously, choking on the wine all of a sudden, holding his neck and coughing with his head bowed.

Everyone in the private room stopped their movements and turned their heads to look over.

Han Jingyu was holding the corner of the table with one hand, resting his forehead on the hand, and the slender shoulder bones behind him were slightly undulating because of his movements.

Wu Zhaoling stretched out his hand to push the disheveled woman away, and raised his chin in the direction of Han Jingyu under the woman's confused eyes.The glamorous woman understood, she stood up and walked to Han Jingyu, pulling her clothes that spread to her chest.

With a tender hand on Han Jingyu's shoulder, his voice was still hoarse with emotion, "Brother Yu."

She followed Bai Yu's name.

Han Jingyu broke away subconsciously when he was touched by someone, and sat up straight with the corner of the table, but his eyes were half-closed.

"Brother Yu." The woman leaned over again, deliberately rubbing her exposed soft breasts on Han Jingyu's body, "Drinking alone is so boring. Come on." The woman's hands grabbed the slender neck of the bottle, revealing a gorgeous look "I'll drink with you."

red lips.snow skin.A man whose mind has been paralyzed by alcohol.

Han Jingyu didn't push her away this time, he reached out and snatched the corked wine bottle from the woman's hand, and poured it into his mouth with his head raised.

The dark red wine slid down from the corner of his lips because of the overflow.

The woman clings to his arms, her red lips start from Han Jingyu's chin, sucking away the overflowing red wine little by little.

As if Han Jingyu couldn't feel her, he let the woman keep pushing into his arms.

Wu Zhaoling did not expect such a result. Han Jingyu's indifference towards women has always been a topic of ridicule, but at this moment... this indifference made him excited on the sidelines.He couldn't help but began to look forward to the next development.

With Wu Zhaoling's acquiescence, the woman's movements became bolder, and the originally loose clothes could no longer cover the fullness of her chest that was about to come out.

The woman's fingers grabbed Han Jingyu's skirt, and began to undo the buttons one by one.

With the opening of the clothes, the eyes of those who were enjoying themselves at the side were attracted.

Han Jingyu's skin is very pale, that kind of whiteness is the paleness that has not seen the sun all year round, and because he has drunk alcohol, there is a thin crimson color in that paleness that seems to be burning.

The woman's hand was on his already naked shoulder, her breathing was a little unsteady, "Brother Yu——"

Han Jingyu glanced at her, his extremely cold eyes made the woman tremble with excitement.This man has magic.

The people in the private room slowly gathered towards the sofa.

The woman didn't care about being admired, but because of Han Jingyu's eyes, she was so excited that she couldn't restrain herself. She stretched out her hand to lift her bag skirt, her bent legs pressed down on the sofa, her entire naked chest was attached to Han Jingyu's body, her red lips eagerly kissed his shoulders, his cheeks, the corners of his mouth—

"Damn it!" Bai Yu couldn't sit still at first, and stepped forward to drag this ignorant woman down.

The two people next to him grabbed his arm completely unconsciously.

The woman's movements became more and more bold. After taking off Han Jingyu's top, her soft waist bent down, and her back was graceful and enchanting.

click-

It was the sound of a belt being undone.

Han Jingyu was already a little drunk, his whole body sank into the sofa, only his chest exposed under his white shirt heaved slightly.

The woman trembled with excitement.

The movements of his hands became more and more urgent and impatient.

The belt was pulled off, and the black trousers were unbuttoned.

The temperature in the private room continued to rise, followed by the sudden sound of swallowing saliva in the silence.

Han Jingyu's body was unexpectedly beautiful, his slender and fair arms were slumped on the leather sofa, and he exposed himself undefended.

There was the sound of kisses, lipstick marks spread from Han Jingyu's neck to the inner thighs, and just as the woman was about to take the last step, the long wine-red hair hanging behind her was caught.

"Ah—" With a cry of pain, the woman was pulled by her hair and fell off Han Jingyu's body.

"I gave the money to prostitute you, not to let you prostitute my brother." Wu Zhaoling's hand was still pulling the woman's hair, and her lips were bent downward, which meant that she was very unhappy.

The woman suddenly woke up from the impatient desire, looked at Wu Zhaoling's face, and shrank back subconsciously.

Wu Zhaoling dragged the woman's hair, dragged her to the black glass table, and pressed her head against the cold glass.

His expression was cold, as if he had never had any tenderness with this woman.

"Brother Wu, I was wrong, Brother Wu—" The woman burst into tears in fright, and waved her hands indiscriminately, trying to grab Wu Zhaoling's clothes.

Without looking at it, Wu Zhaoling reached out and grabbed an empty wine bottle, and pressed the bottom of the bottle against the woman's temple.Bending down, the lips are close to the woman's sideburns.

"I told you to go and play with him, how dare you ride on it. You are quite brave."

The woman's white body twisted, "Brother Wu, Brother Wu, I don't dare anymore——"

Light laughter.

Wu Zhaoling straightened up and smashed the glass bottle amidst the woman's hysterical screams.

The glass bottle was smashed open on the table next to the woman's face, and the splashed glass shards dripped blood on the woman's face.

"Ah-"

Wu Zhaoling let go, and the bloody woman collapsed under the table, holding her face with her hands, screaming desperately.

Wu Zhaoling just frowned, and someone dragged the woman out.As soon as the woman was dragged out, the whole private room fell into a deathly silence.

Han Jingyu lay on his back on the sofa panting, Wu Zhaoling turned his head and glanced at him, then casually threw away the half-broken bottle neck in his hand and walked to the side of the sofa.

Bai Yu, who was grabbed by the two people, suddenly became nervous.This tension is inexplicable.

Wu Zhaoling bent down, inserted her hand into Han Jingyu's hair, and stroked it back, revealing Han Jingyu's slightly closed eyes.

"it's beautiful."

After Wu Zhaoling praised him so much, he lowered his head and branded a kiss on the corner of Han Jingyu's mouth.

"Brother Wu!" Bai Yu's expression changed drastically.

The atmosphere in the entire private room suddenly became subtle.