The actor's thighs are so good to hug

The night scene of the bar is so weird that people's eyes are blurred, and there is a lingering luxury and decadence in the feasting and drinking.

Men and women, with heavy makeup, gorgeous makeup, and flirtatious tone, everyone has a specious smile on their faces.

The feeling of dripping thinly and shallowly into the wine glass filled with colorful liquids, slowly sinking, makes people intoxicated.

Under the flickering lights and blurred music, a man like an elf in the mountains was surrounded in the center of the dance floor.He danced his body along with the music, showing a charming slender neckline and a mermaid line between his waist and abdomen during his twists and turns, causing everyone around him to scream.

Yan Guanwei leaned against the bar, fixed his narrowed eyes on Meng Yuzhou on the dance floor, and stuck out his tongue to lick his thirsty lips.

What a goblin!

It was Meng Yuzhou who asked him to come to breaktherules.

He was not surprised to receive a call from Meng Yuzhou.To an unknown small band, the music festival for ten thousand people is like an apple to Eve. It is a huge temptation that cannot be resisted.

Who would refuse the fame and fortune at hand?Except for that idiot Sheng Xia.

This Meng Yuzhou...

His eyes were glued to Meng Yuzhou, and they fell on the white part of his waist. The curve was soft and yet powerful, like a fine violin, with a moving light.

At the end of the song, Meng Yuzhou shook the broken hair that fell on his forehead, glanced across the bar, landed on him, then slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, and walked towards him.

Yan Guanwei couldn't help puffing out his chest, showing a smug smile.

Not only does he want to win this concert, earn huge profits for the company, and lay down an important bargaining chip for the upcoming election of the new board of directors, he also wants to win Meng Yuzhou.

Ten Hu Lijings are no match for one Meng Yuzhou.

"Mr. Yan has been waiting for a long time." Meng Yuzhou chuckled, tapped the bar table with his fingers, and said to the bartender, "Give me a Lattedisuocera."

"Drink such strong wine?" Yan Guanwei teased, "You are not afraid of getting messy after drinking..."

"With Mr. Yan here, what am I afraid of?" Meng Yuzhou's winking eyes were like silk, and he glanced over, entangled Yan Guanwei's limbs and bones, "Mr. Yan will not leave me alone, will he?"

Yan Guanwei stroked his hand with a smile: "Of course, of course."

"Mr. Yan," Meng Yuzhou withdrew his hand calmly, "I invited you here today to talk to you about the concert."

The bartender had already gently pushed the glass of "Lattedisuocera" along the table, and the glass slid in front of Meng Yuzhou.

He gracefully picked up the cup and took a sip. The pungent taste of alcohol made him frown slightly, and the tip of his red tongue protruded from his mouth, sliding across his colorful lips from left to right.

Yan Guanwei's eyes were deep, and the wine hadn't entered his throat yet, but he already felt extremely hot all over.

"This wine is too strong," Meng Yuzhou smiled, "Okay, let's get down to business. Mr. Yan, Sheng Xia is unwilling to participate in a concert with tens of thousands of people, but this does not represent the opinions of me and other members of the band. Such a large music festival , is a godsend opportunity for any musician, and I don't want to miss it."

"I believe in myself, as long as I have this opportunity and stand in the middle of the stage, I will definitely be able to shine like the sun. I will become famous in one fell swoop, I will become a new generation of superstars, and I will become an idol that everyone is looking forward to." Meng Yuzhou's eyes flashed With a strange brilliance, "And all of this requires President Yan to give me this opportunity."

"Mr. Yan, I've booked a box, how about we go in and chat slowly."

Of course Yan Guanwei understood such hints, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Meng Yuzhou's waist, and as expected, his fingers were soft and smooth: "Okay, let's talk slowly after entering the room, the night is still long."

The two of them went up to the innermost box at the corner on the second floor with half hugs. As soon as the door was opened, Yan Guanwei couldn't wait to pull Meng Yuzhou past him, and leaned over impatiently to kiss him.

Like a slippery loach, Meng Yuzhou twisted around, struggled out of his arms, looked back and smiled and said, "Boss Yan, why are you in such a hurry? Let's talk about business first."

As he spoke, he walked to the coffee table and picked up the red wine in the ice bucket.

"Many people like Lafite, but I like White Horse Castle. Look, Mr. Yan, what a wonderful purple wine, with a gorgeous texture, strong aroma and elegance." Meng Yuzhou pulled out the red wine cork, poured out two glasses, and held it up He picked up one of the cups and shook it lightly, and handed it to Yan Guanwei.

"And Baimabao can exude a strong, multi-layered, soft and dense personality." Meng Yuzhou picked up another glass, and lightly touched the wine glass in Yan Guanwei's hand, "Mr. Yan, do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it." Yan Guanwei drank the red wine in the glass pointedly, "You and Shengxia are like these two different wines, but I like you better. Don't worry, I recruited Shengxia just to borrow Gu Kaizhi You are famous, but at the concert, the one who really shines must be you! After the concert, Midsummer has no value, and the contract expires, but you are different."

Meng Yuzhou smiled, passed the wine in his hand, and fed Yan Guanwei to drink with his hand.

Yan Guanwei smiled and said: "Xiao Meng, as long as you follow me, I will never treat you badly. I really like you. Your band, what's, is rubbish at all! I promise to give it to you at the concert Arrange a solo repertoire and make you a hit!" He could not hide his obscenity, and his fat palms touched Meng Yuzhou's shoulders, "After the concert, I will tailor a series of activities for you. , to ensure that your heat will be higher than midsummer!"

Meng Yuzhou hooked the corners of his lips, pulled away the unruly hand, and said with a chuckle: "President Yan is trying to rule me out? What if I don't want to? What will President Yan do to make me go away?" Offender? But don't be rough on me."

Yan Guanwei was even more excited when he refused and greeted like this, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and approached with a shy face: "Then I have to think of a way, for example... How about Happy Pill?"

"Happy Pills, G Pills, GHB, of course, some people call them rice rape pills. It contains γ-hydroxybutyric acid, as long as two pills, even a chaste and strong woman will be soft into puddles." Meng Yuzhou nodded, "Mr. Yan can Really know how to play."

"Here," Meng Yuzhou raised his chin at the cardboard box on the coffee table, "Mr. Yan opened it and took a look."

"Oh?" Yan Guanwei picked up the cardboard box and opened it. Inside was a small sealed bag containing two pink pills.

"This is it?" Yan Guanwei immediately reacted, showing a wicked smile, which was a bit funny on his fat face, "Happy Pill?"

Meng Yuzhou didn't answer, but stretched out two jade-like fingers, "Da", and unbuttoned the first button of Yan Guanwei's shirt.

Yan Guanwei's Adam's apple twitched, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, eagerly opened the sealed pocket, and took out the pill: "Xiao Meng, take one..."

Before the words were finished, there was a loud "bang", the door of the box was kicked open vigorously, several people rushed in, and immediately after a "snap", the LED light above the head lit up.

The sudden light made Yan Guanwei stunned for a moment, turned his head in fear and confusion, and stared blankly at the few people who came in at the door.

Meng Yuzhou next to him looked calm and composed, with his arms folded, complaining: "You guys are too slow! I'm about to sacrifice my appearance!"

Lin Han ignored him, but with a gentle smile on his face, he said to Yan Guanwei: "Hi, Mr. Yan, hello! No, what should I call you? Mr. Yan Guanwei, executive vice director and senior operation director of GRM company, or, Yan Guanwei, the suspect of the attempted rape?"

Yan Guanwei's face turned blue and then pale. He glanced back at Meng Yuzhou, his dark eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally fell on Sheng Xia: "Okay! Okay! Midsummer, I really underestimated you! And you, Meng Yuzhou !"

Meng Yuzhou took out a small recording pen from his pocket, raised his hand and tossed it to Sheng Xia, then smiled casually at Yan Guanwei: "Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, I recorded everything just now. You want to rule me out, And give me scare medicine."

"Then I have to think of a way, for example... how about happy pills..." Yan Guanwei's voice came out of the recorder almost at the same time.

"Well," Sheng Xia smiled like a pure, natural and pollution-free little white rabbit, and nodded with satisfaction, "The recording is very clear, and there is surround sound."

"You..." Yan Guanwei roared angrily, and then laughed angrily, "Think you can blackmail me by recording a voice? Don't talk about unspoken rules or anything, there are too many such things in the circle, just talk about scaring drugs." Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is simply a trap you set up! Do you want to call the police? Huh!" He snorted coldly, and slowly adjusted his tie pretending to be calm, "Do you think the police would believe such a clumsy trick? ? Even if you possess illegal controlled drugs, but only two pills, how will the police deal with it? At most, you will be warned, and you will be fined!"

"How about this, Midsummer, Meng Yuzhou, let's settle this trivial matter in private. Let's make a deal, 20, you give me the recording pen, and this matter will be written off, how about it?"

Everyone in Shengxia laughed.

"Well," Sheng Xia still smiled like a pure white rabbit, blinking his big round eyes at Yan Guanwei, "It's really good! But there are four of us, 20? Not enough! He paused, stuck out his pink tongue, and licked his lips, "What's more, who told you that we are going to hand over the recording pen to the police? Uncle policeman is so busy, don't bother him all the time. I'd rather I think there is someone who really wants this recorder, and Mr. Yan is very familiar with this person."

Meng Yuzhou walked over, took the recording pen in Shengxia's hand, and tapped it lightly in the palm of his hand: "Yes, it's boring to hand it over to the police, why not hand it over to..." He laughed, "Ms. Chen Lijuan."

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