Chapter Ninety-Three: Life Is Sometimes Fake

As soon as the three of them walked into the bar, a waiter came over, and it was obvious that Zhou Zheng had already ordered it.

"Han Shao, hello." The waiter said respectfully.

"Hello." Han Xiao nodded, his eyes looked into the bar, the No. 1 bar was as hot as ever, the energetic music filled the bar, and all kinds of men and women in the center of the stage swayed their bodies, falling into a realm of selflessness.

A woman with heavy makeup, a well-dressed man, hormones.

The beauties show their long white legs, looming ***, with charming smiles, drinking wine, smiling, seductive.

The octopus and the bamboo pole both drooled when they saw it, and their eyes were shining with wolf light, but they didn't dare to move forward a single step.

"Han Shao, I'll take you to the room upstairs." The waiter bowed slightly, and after Han Xiao nodded, he began to lead the way in front.

The bamboo pole and the octopus hurriedly followed.

"I'll go, there are so many beauties, look at that beauty, Tainyima is open, and she is wearing underwear." The bamboo pole pointed to a beautiful woman with big red hair in the center and said.

The octopus swallowed his saliva as well, his face flushed, and he nodded fiercely.

Han Xiao turned his head to look, the red-haired beauty was not tall, with heavy makeup on her face, except for her bigger breasts, she didn't have anything to look at.

"What's there to see, let's go." Han Xiao said angrily, feeling very embarrassed.

Five minutes later, the three of them walked up to the second floor and looked down at the railing, and the octopus and the bamboo pole were even more excited.

The white flowers' breasts are almost unobstructed, and both of them have seen the flowers.

Opening the room of the box, the two followed Han Xiao in, still a little unsatisfied.

"Octopus, like it?" Han Xiao asked.

The octopus nodded vigorously, very excited.

"Bring the wine up, and bring the best princess in your number one bar." Han Xiao instructed the waiter.

The waiter nodded and said, "Okay, Han Shao, I'll go right away."

The waiter turned on the air conditioner and stereo in the box, and then closed the door and withdrew.

"I'll rub it, this box is too big, no less than 100 square meters, there is a separate bathroom, are the three of us in space." The bamboo pole glanced at the box and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not empty later, don't be shy." Han Xiao said with a smile.

"I don't, it's the octopus this virgin, don't let it go." Bamboo pole smirked.

"You're a virgin." The octopus said very dissatisfied, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

After a while, the door of the private room was opened, and the waiter walked in with a small cart, put a bottle of wine on the table, and behind him, a group of beautiful women also walked in, all dressed in miniskirts and delicate makeup, and they looked like they were all first-class.

There are eight beautiful women's football teams that walked in, standing in a row with each other, a bit of a draft.

At the end of the walk was a young woman in her thirties, with plump breasts and fat buttocks, and a charming smile on her face.

"Han Shao, but I haven't been here for a long time."

"Sister Cui, I'm here with the two brothers this time, just greet them." Han Xiao said with a smile.

Sister Cui looked at the bamboo pole and the octopus with curious eyes, although the octopus and the bamboo pole were dressed in general, she didn't mean to look down on them, and still said enthusiastically: "Two little brothers, pick them, these are the best beauties in the bar, they didn't disappoint you, right?"

The bamboo pole and the octopus shook their heads again and again, but they sat still and did not dare to choose first.

Sister Cui is a veteran of this kind of place, wandering between the eyes of the two, and soon found that the person chosen by the two did not say it directly, but said to Han Xiao: "Han Shao, choose one, otherwise your two brothers will be a little embarrassed."

Han Xiao glanced at the two of them, and saw that the two of them were sitting precariously, but their eyes were looking towards several princesses from time to time.

"Okay, that's her." Han Xiao pointed to the person on the far left and said.

"Ah, this one has just come to our No. 1 bar, Han Shao has a good eye." Sister Cui clapped her hands and praised, and said to the beauty Han Xiao selected, "Qingqing, you stay."

Then he pointed to the other two in the middle and said, "Xiaoxiao and Yangyang also stay, and the others will go out first."

The other five people came out one after another, and the beautiful woman named Qingqing sat next to Han Xiao, and Xiaoxiao and Yangyang also sat down separately.

"Then Han Shao, I won't bother you for now." Sister Cui said.

Han Xiao nodded lightly and did not speak.

"Han Shao, if you have any orders, remember to call me, I'll go out first." After Sister Cui finished speaking, she took the door and walked out.

Waiting for Sister Cui to leave, Han Xiao looked at the octopus and bamboo pole before saying, "What are you doing, opening wine for beautiful women."

"No, let's do it." Qingqing smiled slightly and stood up.

Xiaoxiao and Yangyang also began to chat with octopuses and bamboo poles.

Xiaoxiao belongs to the type of snow.,Belongs to the cute girl.,If you just look at the appearance.,You'll feel like it's a very innocent girl.,As for the inside.,I don't know.,This is the type that an innocent man like an octopus.。

And Yangyang has a pair of big breasts, long legs, although the appearance is good, but it is not as small as the small, and the bamboo pole is obviously a person from the past.

"What's my brother's name?" Xiaoxiao sat next to the octopus and asked angrily, very Lolita.

"My name is Zhang Yu, just call me Octopus." The octopus said with a flushed face, and the big white legs exposed by the small skirt were close to his body, always attracting his attention from time to time.

"Is an octopus the kind of octopus?" Xiaoxiao asked curiously, looking very innocent.

The octopus nodded with a flushed face, one meter eight tall, like a little boy at the moment.

However, the bamboo pole was quickly let go, and he chatted with Yangyang while drinking, and his wolf-like eyes swept Yangyang's whole body from time to time, and Han Xiao regretted bringing him here a little.

"Is Han Shao in a bad mood?" Qingqing took the wine, sat next to Han Xiao and asked.

Han Xiao shook his head and said, "Can you sing?"

Qingqing nodded and said, "Do you want to hear me sing?"

"yes, go ahead." Han Xiao nodded slightly and sent her away.

Qingqing may have also seen that Han Xiao was not interested in her, so she started singing on the side very interestingly.

Although I've never heard the song, the clear voice is good, and the love song is very tasteful.

Han Xiao was alone admiring Qingqing's singing, the wolf of the bamboo pole had already hit second base, and his hands had already been placed on Yangyang's chest, Yangyang was also blushing, lying in the arms of the bamboo pole, and his charming eyes were intertwined with the bamboo pole.

On the contrary, the octopus seems to be a very upright gentleman, chatting with Xiaoxiao all the time, and occasionally sweeping his gaze over the small sensitive area, he will quickly move away.

"Brother Octopus, are you still students?"

The octopus nodded, swept over his small face, and asked curiously, "You shouldn't be too old, right?"

Xiao Xiao nodded and said, "I'm only eighteen years old."

"Huh? Eighteen years old? The octopus was suddenly surprised, and asked again, "Then why don't you go to school and come out to work?"

"My family is poor, and I have younger brothers and sisters, how can I afford to go to college." Said a little disappointed.

When I saw the pitiful expression, I immediately passionately sympathized with the octopus, and wanted to comfort me, but I didn't know what to say.

After a while, Xiaoxiao seemed to let go of her emotions and said with a smile: "Brother Octopus, accompany me for a drink."

Octopus nodded, as if the relationship between the two had become much closer, talking with Xiaoxiao from time to time, clinking glasses and drinking from time to time, and soon, Octopus began to get a little drunk.

At this time, the wine game had been going on for an hour, and Han Xiao looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, so he stood up and greeted the octopus.

The octopus stood up a little confused, glanced at the bamboo pole that was ambiguously facing Yangyang, and looked at Han Xiao suspiciously.

Han Xiao put his arm on the octopus's shoulder and said, "Bamboo pole, let's go outside to the toilet."

The bamboo pole snorted, trapped in the gentle countryside of Yangyang, unwilling to extricate himself.

The octopus was still a little sober and said, "Isn't there a toilet here, why go outside."

"Less nonsense." Han Xiao scolded the octopus, pulled the octopus and walked outside.

Opening the door, Han Xiao walked with an octopus: "Do you like Xiaoxiao?"

The octopus's face instantly turned red again, and he retorted: "We just met, what did you say."

Han Xiao smiled and said, "If you like it, let her accompany you at night."

The octopus was stunned for a moment and said, "Accompany me?" What do you mean? ”

"I'll end up with you." Han Xiao said with a wicked smile.

"How is it possible, we have only met for the first time, how can Xiaoxiao agree." The octopus refused.

Now Han Xiao understands it, but the innocent child of the octopus doesn't understand it at all.

"Do you know what a princess is?"

The octopus shook his head and looked at Han Xiao puzzled.

"Nine of the ten princesses can sleep together, and there are almost no who can clean themselves, and today is the bureau I called, and the eight people who came in, they all know, no one can refuse my request, understand?" Han Xiao replied.

The octopus seemed to have a collapsed worldview, and the girl who seemed to be extremely innocent would be like this, and the octopus said in a daze: "Why did she lie to me."

"How did she lie to you?" Han Xiao said.

"She." After the octopus utters a word, he can't say it again, because everything is his subjective consciousness, and no one else has ever said it.

"Is it possible that she will be the last?" The octopus asked unrelentingly.