Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

Late at night, bar.

Tonight, a few young masters in the west of the city have booked the venue, which is very lively right now.This group of people are all dissolute masters, playing a little too much, one by one, twisting and kissing at the other end of the stage, the clothes and wine bottles on the ground are thrown like a garbage dump.

The so-called wine pond meat forest is nothing more than lively and fragrant.

After a few rounds, Fang Ze got a little tired of playing. He went through the crowd of people who were close to the skin and sat down at the booth and poured himself a glass of wine. Only then did he have time to cast a look at the person next to him, and asked knowingly: "What are you doing today?" Do you look in a bad mood?"

"My mood?" At this moment, Ji Shu was already a little bit drunk, and he squinted at him with twinkling peach eyes, half-stretched his jaw, tapped the glass wine glass with his slender knuckles, and lazily spit out two words, " You think too much."

"Really?" Fang Ze still didn't give up.

After hearing this, Ji Shu simply ignored this person, and he finally felt comfortable drinking the glass with his head up.

"Tell me," Fang Ze raised his wine glass and looked at the clear yellow liquid, half of his face reflected strangely on the glass, he smiled slowly, "What is that omnipotent little uncle of yours doing right now?"

"Why, are you curious?" Ji Shu put down his wine glass, turned around and stared at him with a bright smile.

For some reason Fang Ze was taken aback by him, and he heard him say, "By the way, if you dare to take him to see Ah Qing, next time I will peel off your skin and drain the blood to make insoles."

After Ji Shu said lightly and turned around, Fang Ze only had time to see the end of the hair, and looked down to see that his palms were sweating slightly.

He knew it all, Fang Ze suddenly realized.

This terrible sense of danger is not something that a child in his twenties can bring.

Ji Shu, he is indeed a real lunatic.

Fang Ze left again.

Ji Shu glanced at everyone boredly and just got up, and suddenly smelled a sweet and greasy perfume,

It's like the smell of rotten fruit!

But the man approached him unknowingly, sticky and sticky, his body was so cool that he was barely covered by a piece of cloth, hooked crookedly around his neck and almost nailed him, showing his intention to seduce.

Ji Shu squinted his eyes and stared at this face for a while, oh, this is that little model, what is it called?

Ah Hua?

Huan?

call?

"The perfume is good." Ji Shu let him make trouble while fiddling with the wine glass.

Hearing the joy, the little model blew lightly on his neck, and could squeeze out honey juice while speaking, "Mr. Ji, let me accompany you? I promise, I am sweeter than perfume."

From just now, when he saw that there was no one around Ji Shu, he thought to himself, how could he let go of the opportunity after finally grasping it? !

It smells really bad.

Ji Shu smelled this scent absently, thinking wildly, but Shi Yan didn't have this smell on him.

By the way, what does he smell like?

Seeing Ji Shu's silence, the little model became more emboldened. He stretched out his hand to slowly caress Ji Shu's naked chest, and tried to kiss him on tiptoe.

Someone around noticed this and booed and whistled!

"That's enough." Ji Shu regained his senses and pulled the little model away, turned his head and looked past him and landed on one place, seemed to find something meaningful, and smiled more happily: "You are in trouble."

"what?"

The little model was stunned when he heard it, and subconsciously let go of his hand.Poor him belatedly turned around, only to realize that the surroundings suddenly fell into silence at some point, an extremely terrifying dead silence.

Until the haughty figure came before him, he only had time to gasp silently, and then he was slapped across the face by the oncoming slap, and fell down in severe pain, his forehead resting on the edge of the table, and he rolled his eyes black eyes...

People fainted.

"Little uncle, why do you have the time to come here?" Ji Shu watched the excitement and stepped forward, Shi Yan glanced at him coldly and didn't speak, walked past him to get the wine glass, turned around, and then filled the glass Ice cubes of wine were thrown towards his face!

Be nice!

Everyone's eyes widened.

Even though Ji Shu dodged extremely quickly, half a glass of wine was still poured on him by surprise!But before he could say anything, Shi Yan threw the wine glass back to its original position with a loud bang, as if he didn't see him.

With such a change, everyone around was silent as if they were dumb. Only the manager stood half a meter away, wiped his sweat and said, "Mr. Shi... this..."

"What's wrong?" Shi Yan sat cross-legged on the leather sofa, he glanced around, and smiled very calmly: "Continue."

Under everyone's surprise, who would dare to make another move? Although Shi Yan has been behind the scenes for many years, these juniors in this circle have heard of his rumors and know that he is powerful. Now that the fire of hell is burning, who is tired of living? provoke?It's too late to run!

The sharp-eyed smell was unusual and quietly disappeared without a trace while taking advantage of this moment.

There were many people walking around, and the manager either stood still or was in a hurry when he left, "Mr. Shi, me?"

Shi Yan put away her smile and didn't bother to look at him, and said two words lightly, "Go out."

"Yes." The manager got the amnesty and ran away in a panic, "Wait," Shi Yan pointed to the person on the ground, "Take him away."

"Okay..." The manager hurried over and carried the unconscious little model on his shoulder, and walked quickly.

There are only two people left in such a big place.

"You came here to lose your temper at night," Ji Shu wiped his body with a towel, took off his wet clothes and sat beside him, muttering as if wronged, "Don't you like the gift I gave you?"

"Gift?" When Shi Yan heard the words, she turned her head and seemed to smile. The smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, and she hugged her body and asked him softly: "Ji Shu, does this mean that in your heart, no matter who I sleep with , doesn't matter?"

His voice was ethereal and unreal.

Ji Shu blinked happily and smiled, straightened up, looked at him with amber eyes, said in a low voice and casually: "Of course I don't mind, after all, I'm just a bed partner with you, isn't it? Since we are pursuing happiness, why bother ourselves? On the contrary, it's you, little uncle, if you are so attached to every lover, why don't you just buy an inflatable doll."

Shi Yan looked at him quietly.

This person does not love himself.

He humiliated himself so much...

Shi Yan bit her lip, slowly turned her head and took a deep breath to finish the glass of wine on the table, then leaned forward and pressed his neck firmly to pass the wine to him.

The two entangled for half a minute and let go, Ji Shu saw that he turned around and took out the nylon rope from his bag.

No one knows the use of this thing better than them. Shi Yan tied it around his hands without making a sound, and Ji Shu didn't struggle. He raised his head and couldn't hold back the excitement in his eyes: "What are you playing?"

After Shi Yan finished tying it slowly, he tied one end of the rope firmly to the other end of the sofa leg, clapped his hands, took a paper towel and leisurely wiped his hands and stood up.

Ji Shu frowned and stared at him: "Where are you going? Hey... Shiyan!"

Shi Yan only regarded him as air, he opened the bottles of wine on the table and poured them into the barrels to fill up, and threw Ji Shu's cell phone into it, and after finishing all this, he poured himself a glass of juice and drank it slowly Finished, looked at the time more than 15 minutes.

"It's time," he unbuttoned the three rows of buttons on his clothes and looked condescendingly at the person in front of him. Ji Shu stopped smiling and stared at him closely: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I don't want to bother to qj you yet, but tonight," Shi Yan squatted down, pinched the face under her hand, feeling satisfied, and said close to his ear, "Thank you for your hard work, inflatable doll."

[The author has something to say: that glass of wine was added with cqy, and I feel like I am running naked on the line of being clicked every day.

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