Winner

Getting Ji Qinsheng for a month is a lottery in the game.As for the game, it's a boring treasure hunt.Ji Qinsheng hid one of his ties in a place in the bar, and as long as he could find a tie, hand it to Ji Qinsheng himself, and he would announce who the winner was.

After listening to the rules of the game, everyone present looked for it with great interest.This is a themed bar with many rooms and a three-story building. It is a bit difficult to find such a place.

In addition, the drinks are free for the audience, you can find a tie, or you can use the excuse of the game to pull tonight's sleepover partner and hide in any room to have sex.

After listening to the gameplay, You Ye couldn't help but sneered. The people beside him seemed to have heard his voice, leaned in his direction, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you going to look for it?" You Ye slanted Leaning on the sofa, holding a wine glass, took half a sip: "I'm not interested."

The man was wearing a dark red shirt, his skin was astonishingly white, his face was masked with fangs, and his exposed lips were bright red, as if he had just drunk human blood.You Ye's eyes paused on the man's lips with a little interest: "Compared to this game of finding shoes for Her Royal Highness, I think it's more interesting to sit here and drink."

The man was amused by his metaphor, You Ye straightened up and leaned towards the man.The closer he got, the more he could smell the low-key perfume on the other person's body, which was his favorite smell.

In fact, the light in the bar was not good, and he couldn't see the man's specific appearance clearly.But he likes this mouth, the voice, the figure, and even the smell of the perfume all suits his taste.

Alcohol makes a little impulse in the body gradually amplify.The man was still approaching by him, the tip of his nose almost touched the man's mask, You Ye stopped there, his eyes lingering on the man's lips ambiguously: "Until just now, I still thought so."

The man let out an oh, with a rising sound at the end, which is an interrogative sentence.You Ye stepped back, returned to a safe distance, picked up the wine bottle in front of him, poured half a glass for this man, and handed it to him: "It's better to drink with two people than with one."

The man took his wine, but didn't drink it, and shook it in his hand: "What can I do, I'm more interested in finding shoes than drinking with you."

The slightly provocative smile on You Ye's face faded quickly, he sank into the sofa boredly, put the wine glass aside, and made a moderate sound.Then, as if he was lazy, he waved his hand dismissively: "Good luck."

The man didn't seem to understand his eviction order, and touched the collar of his shirt with his fingers.You Ye grabbed the man's hand, and said with a smirk: "What are you doing?" The man held his wrist with his backhand, scratching his pulse with his fingertips, a little itchy and frivolous.

You Ye heard the man ask, "Your name?"

He raised his eyes and looked into this person's eyes, but this person's eyes made him startled for a moment, because those eyes were too deep and contained many emotions, but they were all fleeting, but the heavy attention was never there. Change.

You Ye looked at the mask, and guessed who the person under the mask was, did he know him?

After thinking about it, he still said the name without any hesitation: "Swimming You, Yewang Zhiye."

The man nodded after hearing his name, and he repeated the word You Ye. For some reason, You Ye felt a chill down his spine, and he heard a bit of resentment.

After the man finished reading his name, he said again: "Wish me good luck, it's not enough just to say it." You Ye replied: "Then what else is there?" live.He was caught off guard and was kissed on the lips.

This person's kissing skills are very good, hot and sexy, but too aggressive.After the kiss, You Ye's lips were burnt red and his hair was messed up.The man leaned into his ear and said, "Of course there is still a lucky kiss missing, Mr. You."

All that was left to him was the faint smell sticking to the skirt of his clothes, and...

Just now, the man was dishonest, pulled his shirt out of his pants, and stuffed something into it.

He touched back and felt the cold silk, half outside, half inside, stuffed into his lower waist, buttocks, and underwear.

It was a tie with a jeweled brooch.