Chapter 230: What Usually Happens in a Bar
Chapter 230 of the main text volume usually happens in a bar
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Well, this qiΔ is something you should pay attention to, women - yes, women who are good at disguising themselves are the most dangerous. β Qiu Fengyu complained in his heart again and again. Then he smiled at Rui Qian: "No matter what you do to her, I will be very grateful to you, I will prepare instead." As he spoke, he prepared to walk towards the kitchen.
"How's the filming going? I'm not trying to provoke her to talk, I'm serious. Rui Qian said to him again, "Don't say you haven't thought about it...... Well, look at your expression, you really don't have ......"
"Better not think about me!" Qiu Fengyu smiled, "Professional things should be done by professional people." β
"You're such a weirdo." Rui Qian laughed, "But such a weirdo is really likable." This is the second time that Qiu Fengyu has refused to participate in the filming of the movie. It's a coveted opportunity.
After dinner, Qiu Fengyu went home, Rui Qian did not stay, and April was only delivered to the door. Back at home, Ryoko Yonekura and the others had already had dinner, and Agnes was too, she had eaten outside, and a simple fast food solved the problem. She was sitting on the sidelines, reading a book intently.
When it was already dark, Agnes went up to the balcony on the roof alone, and sat on the balcony alone, holding her guitar and singing. There are some bonsai on the balcony. Sitting on it, the whole person feels like they are in a green space. And there are lights on the balcony. With the help of the light, Agnes put the score in the light and began to play and sing there alone.
She had to be well prepared for this opportunity. Qiu Fengyu also felt that this was the attitude she should have. So don't bother her. Instead, Davis looked up and said, "This woman won't stay up all night, will she?" β
"You can go with herβit's up to you to have the guts." Yonekura Ryoko said in a sarcastic tone, then turned to look at Qiu Fengyu and said, "What kind of journey are you going to help her with?" β
"I'm not sure, I'll talk about it later!" Qiu Fengyu was reluctant to talk more. I still went to the bar, but this time Dales and Sandra didn't go to the same bar as last time. The atmosphere was a little too deserted, and they went to another bar, which was quite lively, with earth-shattering music and striptease performances. Both of them are overproducing hormones.
When Qiu Fengyu was separated from them, he specially advised: "You can find a girl, but you must not take it home, to the hotel, or anywhere else, this is up to you." It makes sense for him to think about it, because there are still Tim and Agnes at home, and Ryoko Yonekura doesn't like to see J girls at home.
"Yes, sir, I promise." Davis said to Qiu Fengyu with his chest puffed out, while Sandra saluted Qiu Fengyu with an American-style military salute. Then the two of them ran away without a trace. They are a little impatient. Davis likes beautiful women, while Sandra is not abstinent, he just doesn't like to deal with women. And this physiological need is the same for him. No different from Davis.
"I thought the boss didn't like that." After the two of them left, they went to the lively bar, one person had a large glass of beer in his hand, and looked at the strippers on the stage in front of him, and the girls were pole dancing, Sandra said to Davis, "It seems that you still know the boss." β
"Actually, the boss is not the same old-fashioned person as you think." Davis smiled heavily, a little proud, "I know him best, I heard Tim say that in Ukraine, he is still a prodigal son in love, and he has charmed many girls." β
Sandra nodded, thinking that there were quite a few girls around the boss now. So he had the slightest doubt that Davis was talking nonsense. He thinks that's how the boss should be.
Well, now Qiu Fengyu has indeed encountered something. And it's also a woman's thing. An Asian girl took the initiative to talk to him, but it was not Chinese, but Japanese. Qiu Fengyu doesn't have any ill feelings towards Japanese women, anyway, there is a Ryoko Yonekura at home now.
"I've rarely seen you here before!" Japanese women are young and beautiful, a bit outgoing, with dyed yellow hair, which is pulled into a very straight short hair, just shoulder-length, which looks trendy but not very avant-garde. As soon as I opened my mouth, I spoke English that was not too standard. Typical Japanese accent.
"Since I've only been here a few times before and haven't seen you, it's only natural that you don't see you much." Qiu Fengyu nodded and smiled at her, and gave up a seat for the Japanese woman to sit across from him.
"Are you Japanese? I don't look like it, but I look a little like Korean. The Japanese woman smiled and said, "I've seen a lot of Korean men, just like the same temperamental, long-legged Oba-" She also learned a sentence of Korean, and she couldn't help but laugh, but it was also obvious that she liked to watch Korean TV dramas.
"No, no, I'm Chinese." Qiu Fengyu smiled, "I don't have much contact with Koreans, as for the temperament of the Korean Oba you see, I don't think it, after all, Koreans can be called like that in the TV series, there are only a few people, isn't it?" Although I haven't been to Korea! β
"You're being so arbitrary. Still, I decided to agree with you. The Japanese woman grinned and said, "So why did you come to the United States?" β
"Let's talk about you first." Qiu Fengyu turned to her and said, "I think you are quite beautiful and quite feminine, that is, it seems to be a mixture of loli and lady, which has a fatal attraction to men." "When he hooks up with women, his mouth is full of flowers, and he is also quite experienced. After all, he is the prodigal son of love in a Ukrainian bar, and this is not for nothing.
"My husband came to the U.S. for work. Originally, he gathered less and left more in China, but he didn't expect to go to the place where he worked, and it was still the same, day and night, he only knew work. So...... When I'm not working, I come here to spend my time. It's really hard to live...... Wouldn't be home all night long. As you can imagine, what kind of day it was. β
"Of course I do!" Qiu Fengyu nodded and smiled at her, basically having a bottom in her heart, this is a woman whose husband is a workaholic, and after snubbing his wife, his wife is empty and lonely, and she comes out to find a stimulating woman. The hookup rate of such women is almost more than ninety percent.
"Usually I'll have a few drinks to relieve my loneliness." Qiu Fengyu raised the building yΓ¬ at the Japanese woman, and then snapped his fingers at the hostess and said, "Give this lady another drink of Maidai." β
The Japanese woman smiled at Qiu Fengyu and said in a rather greasy voice, "How do you know that I like to drink this cocktail?" Are you secretly watching me? As he spoke, he still held his chin with his hand, propped his elbows on the table, and looked at Qiu Fengyu with a very ambiguous look, "You are really a careful and gentlemanly man." A man like you is the most likable to a woman, I still have a bottle of Lafite at home, do you want to try it? β
"Of course, why not?" Qiu Fengyu winked at her, "A woman like you, I feel like Lafite, full of the mellow aroma and wonderful taste of French wine." Why don't we go now? β
"I'm okay, do you have a problem?" The Japanese woman looked underneath Qiu Fengyu, then covered her mouth and chuckled, stood up and prepared to leave. Qiu Fengyu beckoned the hostess to come over to settle the bill, and then gently grabbed the woman's waist and walked out towards the outside of the bar.
As soon as he walked to a relatively secluded street outside, Qiu Fengyu suddenly hugged the waist of the Japanese woman, and then suddenly pulled closer to his chest. This made the Japanese woman's full **** on Qiu Fengyu's chest, her toes were lit, and a pair of charming eyes flowed around Qiu Fengyu's eyes and face.
And Qiu Fengyu's hand began to grope on her body. This kind of groping made the woman gasp a little, she twisted her body, and said to Qiu Fengyu, "Do you like it here?" I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be a barbarian. No, no, no, we can go to my house and enjoy it slowly......"
The woman's body was slippery like a loach, escaping from Qiu Fengyu's grasp, and then she smiled softly and staggered gently down the street. The skirt she wore was lightly raised, and with her slender and upright figure, it looked very beautiful. People can't help but be emotional.
"What's your name?" Qiu Fengyu once again hugged the woman in his arms, blew lightly on her and said, "I want to know your name, you know, I rarely ask a woman's name, you are a special case, because you are so beautiful, beautiful makes me want to remember you forever." β
"No, no, it's just the rules." The Japanese woman gently pushed Qiu Fengyu's chest, allowing herself to have a distance from Qiu Fengyu, she knows how to grasp a man's heart, this feeling of imminence is the most attractive to men, and it is also the easiest to make men fascinated.
"Have you forgotten the rules of the bar? No names, no ages, no related things, only about the bodies of men and women. The Japanese woman's eyes are as silky as silk, and her exhalation is like an orchid's speaking posture, which is even more sultry, which is enough to make Qiu Fengyu fall step by step.
"You're such a special woman!" Qiu Fengyu once again held the woman in his arms, and then only wrapped his left hand around the woman's waist, so that she could not slip away at will. The other hand began to grope the woman's body wantonly. Slightly shorter, he began to touch her calves with graceful curves.
"Don't, don't be here!" The woman seemed to react violently, and she pushed Qiu Fengyu vigorously, "We can go to my house, okay?" Please, I don't want to do this outside...... Please......" Suddenly, her voice stopped abruptly. Her face became extremely ugly as she saw Qiu Fengyu's face with a hint of mockery on her face.
"I love this prop, it might be more exciting to make, isn't it?" Qiu Fengyu slowly raised the hand that was touching randomly, and at the same time raised a small pistol in his hand that flashed silver under the street lamp, "Can you tell me now, who are you?" In fact, if you don't say it, I can guess who you belong to! By the way, your legs ...... It's really smooth. β