The bar of the night is a hotbed of indulgence.

The skillful control of the atmosphere in the venue with long hair, switching back and forth in various dance music styles, crazy, ambiguous, confused, excited, depraved, each drum beat with a profound meaning, accurately beating in the depths of the soul of the red man and green woman The professional turntable produced by the company looks very old, with the DJ's slender fingertips, the bakelite disc is rotated quickly and slowly, and a simple song is rubbed out of countless wonderful changes.

The music struck people's hearts, the lights went on and off, and after ten o'clock, the light of the deep sea suddenly became dim. After a short leak, the people were slightly tired, and a classic dream song rang in everyone's ears at the right time. As the leader of the pioneering music school, he used noise, delay, echo, distortion, electric piano bow and other means to create a misty and sad atmosphere, but also exuded a strong romantic atmosphere, which is a kind of wandering between darkness and light, with a cold diamond-like beauty, both gorgeous and wild.

Wen Liang was slightly taken aback, he had liked this song madly in his previous life. Many people who have gone through that era know for the first time that it should be next year, that is, in 96, to co-produce the "Impetuous" album with Faye Wong. Unexpectedly, when most bars in Qingzhou still played popular songs such as the love of the slender man, the light of the deep sea was far ahead of its peers.

Of course, this is most likely not to do with the Secretary of Security, but simply because of the DJ's personal tastes and hobbies. But it is undeniable that the business of Deep Sea is so good and the quality of the women is so high, which has nothing to do with this DJ. In the past hour or two, Wen Liang has seen more than once that DJs have received gifts and drinks from many tables in the venue, and needless to say, most of them are female guests. He scolded a few words, sample, in a few years, when DJs are everywhere, you won't be able to eat.

Si Yajing drank seven or eight glasses of spirits, two blushes rose on the side of her face, but the whole person looked fine, she supported her chin with her right hand, and asked, "What kind of song is this, it's a strange feeling......

Wen Liang sang a few words softly, Si Yajing's English was not as good as Ye Yuting, but she also understood the lyrics, and muttered: "Who will win, your life is only so short......" She repeated it a few times, as if she was intoxicated with the world of music, and only looked at Wen Liang for a while and said, "How do you understand everything?" ”

"That's not true, it's a headache for me to have a baby. Sister Yajing, why do you say that women can have children, but men can't, is this considered sexism? ”

Si Yajing chuckled, and then picked up the wine and clinked glasses with Wen Yu. Wen Liang was surprised by the amount of alcohol she had, he himself was a person who could drink, but if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would get drunk first. waved to the waiter for a few words, and after a while, several cups were delivered to the table of two. Wen Liang put a brandy glass, a spirit glass (bullet glass), and a cocktail glass in a row, and saw Si Yajing looking at him curiously, and smiled: "Magic trick for you." ”

This is a technique learned by Wen Yu and Tan Yu, pouring 1 ounce of coffee nectar and Gallian Liqueur into a cocktail glass, 0.5 ounces of blue orange Liqueur into a wine glass, and then pouring 0.25 ounces of gold Wanli into a brandy glass to make a "rush Ferrari". (This is also one of the few ornamental cocktails in the bar that you can make by yourself without a bartender, and it works very well.) ）

Wen Liang inserted the straw into the bottom of the cocktail glass, let Si Yajing hold it in his mouth, then lit the brandy glass, and when he smelled the wine, he was next to the spirit glass, and slowly poured it into the cocktail glass from a high place.

Bang Si Yajing inhaled gently, and a beautiful blue-purple flame rose up, constantly changing various colors, coffee, milky white, amber, pale yellow, very dazzling and glamorous, combined with the singing, there is a dreamy feeling of time and space confusion.

Si Yajing seemed to be stunned by this fleeting beauty, through the flickering flames, her demure face was filled with the innocence of a girl, and the sadness hidden in her eyes seemed to be far away at this moment, and the wine was no longer a poison that anesthetized the soul, but the key to ignite the leakage of life. As the song goes: who wins, your life is so short that it is a futile effort to go back and start over......

Forget about a qiē, there are songs and wine, and soothe sorrows

Si Yajing snatched the cup from Wen Liang's hand, and naughtily put the straw she had just taken into Wen Liang's mouth, touched his head, and said, "Don't be dirty, I'll play this magic." ”

Wen Liang shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't mind, lowered his head and obediently sucked the wine, letting the flames fly higher. Anyway, tonight Si Yajing's appearance is very abnormal, he is not surprised, and he has made up his mind to follow her thoughts, maybe he will get better tomorrow after venting. ,

The two of them took turns playing this game like children, and their bodies inevitably made contact many times when they played, and even pressed their gentle hands on Si Yajing's chest when they were scrambling for straws. This time, the two of them were leaning their heads against the table with straws in their mouths, and each of them took a cup and poured a drink into a cocktail glass. Each other's breathing was clearly audible, and occasionally they looked at each other, and the previous tacit feeling of friendship seemed to have changed, and a faint ambiguity came quietly. In this addictive atmosphere, unconsciously three bottles of spirits were divided equally between the two. It's really a shame to be gentle and wise, and I chose the security secretary's shop, otherwise I would have to empty my pockets, and I would have to owe the bar a lot of money for drinks, and I won't be able to finish my plate for two years. Si Yajing has never been to the bar, I don't know how exaggerated the consumption is, she brought two hundred yuan with her, and she felt that it was enough anyway, so she naturally drank one cup after another. Wen Liang doesn't care even more, with his relationship with the security secretary, he owes it, and this little money hurts his feelings.

A few more music changes in the middle, and the waiter who ordered sent two masks, very simple design, can cover a small half of the face, expose the eyes and nose, black and white. The waiter told sù that this was a giveaway in the store, preparing for the next show, and gave Wen Liang a "you know" look after speaking, Wen Liang really wanted to smash the wine glass on his head, Lao Tzu was only in high school, understand, understand you B

The clock rang at eleven o'clock, and the men and women at the many tables around the bar went off the dance floor, each wearing a variety of masks. Wen Liang didn't know what special programs the light of the deep sea had, but the bar was nothing more than a few means to create an atmosphere, and from the eyes of those who had come over, he didn't feel that there was anything to look forward to. However, there were very few people left on the stage, and they immediately became an eyesore, and they sighed softly, and said, "Sister Yajing, let's dance." ”

Wen Liang stood up, half-bent over, and gentlemanly stretched out his right hand. Si Yajing looked up at him, the young man's face was close at hand, and his dark eyes reflected the colorful lights, which looked even clearer. Her mind was in a trance, and she instinctively wanted to refuse, but the words became "I...... I won't jump ......"

Wen Liang pointed to the crowd on the dance floor and said with a smile: "Actually, it's just to sway your body to the music and let the alcohol get out with the sweat." Otherwise, after drinking so much spirits, even if it is winter, it may hurt the liver and stomach. ”

Of course, this is nonsense, but in order to divert Si Yajing's attention, Wen Yu had no choice but to say anything. It's better to dance in the pool than to drink silly, right? Especially with the current situation, Wen Liang is very unconfident to persist to the end.

"But there are too many people there, I ......"

Wen Liang knew that she was worried about running into someone she knew, and it was okay to sit in the corner without fear of being discovered, but on the dance floor, she might run into acquaintances. However, these bars have long been thought of, there are always many white-collar beauties with a certain status here, who can't let go of their bodies and minds, and with masks, many things are much easier.

Si Yajing didn't hesitate for long, she put aside all her scruples, took the black mask and put it on, held Wen Yu's hand, and walked to the dance floor first.

The dance floor is more crowded, because it is a relatively warm slow wind, most of the men and women hug each other, and the posture between the chest and abdomen has been out of the ambiguous category, with a bit of yin atmosphere. Touching a few impatient masters, shaking their bodies while moving their hands up and down, their fiery palms caressing the delicate undulating hills, and soon a slight gasp could be heard. Wen Liang hugged Si Yajing's waist, and he could feel the delicacy and smoothness of the skin through the clothes, the slender and powerful elasticity did not look like he had given birth to a child, and the tight legs under the jeans doubled the charming taste. The pretty face is not slightly inferior because of the mask, but highlights the immaculate eyes and red lips, revealing another strange charm of mystery and seduction.

There is no need to pay attention to any dance steps on this occasion, there is a gentle rhythm, Si Yajing quickly adapted to it, and swayed her body to the music. The long hair tied back of the head is swinging around, and the graceful and moving posture is different from most people's good family temperament, which attracts the attention of the entire dance floor.

In a few minutes, there were already no less than three angry men who whistled at Si Yajing, ignoring the female companion in their arms. Maybe because of the relationship between the security secretary, these guys didn't find fault, but they still stared at Si Yajing, rolling up and down in their Adam's apples, swallowing saliva. There are also many men who just peek at a few times secretly, and from time to time they can hear the coquettishness of women and the screams of men. ,

Si Yajing couldn't stand those unscrupulous eyes a little, leaned in, and the towering roundness suddenly pressed against Wen Liang's chest, and through the thin sweater, it seemed that she could feel the two sharp bulges. Rao is Wen is forgiving and firm, and the hand on her waist is also tightened, and her breathing is stagnant.

Although he is a human being in two lives, his mental age is already very mature, but the body of this life is still an untrained little virgin, sixteen years old and strong, many reactions are not controlled by the boy, plus the uncle factor in his bones, sometimes even he himself does not know what he will do in the next moment. Wen Liang spun around, squeezed away the nearest man with his shoulder, and the man with the most beautiful eyes, left him a back, protected Si Yajing in front of him, attached his mouth to her ear, and whispered: "Sister Yajing, you are so beautiful"

Si Yajing's body trembled, as if she couldn't stand the hot breath from his mouth, her head was a few inches to the side, but her left foot didn't keep up with the rhythm because she was flustered, and her body lost its balance and fell to the side. Wen Liang was caught off guard, and only had time to slide his hands down, hugged her hips and pulled hard, and hugged the whole person into his arms.

This is a standard bear hug, not only the chest, but also the waist and abdomen, and the legs, which are attached together without leaving gaps. Because of the focus of the gentle hands on the buttocks, the lower body is just against her forbidden area. The collision in that moment was so powerful and violent, hot and agitated, hard and soft, pleasure and confusion, in an instant, it filled the body and mind of the two people.

Tonight, it's just men and women

The dim lights went out suddenly, the DJ changed to an extremely ambiguous tune, and the temperature of the entire bar instantly rose to the point where it melted everyone. You can't see with your eyes, but you know what's going on around you just by hearing the sound.

It turns out that this is one of the climaxes of tonight: "the mood of eleven o'clock"

The breathing of men and women is the best medicine, Si Yajing's body is getting softer and softer, her arms are on her gentle shoulders, and she barely maintains a standing posture. The buttocks covered by the warm palm seemed to melt away, the starry eyes seemed to open and close, the snort quietly intensified, and the mind was groggy, I don't know whether it was suffocation or alcohol, and my thinking and mood were much slower than usual. The heat was unbearable, as if a voice in the dark was encouraging him to find a way to vent, and the irrepressible feeling came like a surge, his legs were slightly folded, and his waist moved up slightly.

"Zi"

Wen forgave the root of the tooth gasped, the pleasure of the square inch spread through his mind like an electric shock with this rubbing, and the hands on the buttocks subconsciously pinched hard, the hand was slippery, full of elasticity, and the vigorous desire was full of vital points below, and he almost couldn't help but burst out.

Si Yajing felt the firmness of meekness, and her delicate and boneless body softened a little. The unique light fragrance came to his nose, and Wen Liang couldn't hold it anymore, moved his right hand in front of him, poked into it along the edge of his jeans, and as soon as he touched a belt, he was held down by Si Yajing from the outside. Her gasping became heavier, her head resting on Wen Liang's shoulder, her red lips facing his earlobe, and her trembling voice moaned a little: "Don't, Wen Liang, I'm your teacher......"

Wen forgave the wine, looking at Si Yajing, he felt even more beautiful and moving, slowly withdrew his hand, his fingertips were faintly tidal, and he laughed in a low voice: "There are no teachers and students tonight, only one, and ten"

(Originally, it was true that the left was the first.,But the plot relationship.,Some things move back.,It takes a while to push.。 Si is considered an opportunity this time, if you don't push it, you need to wait for the next time when the time is ripe, but Uncle Wen has been dealing with it for a long time......

Maruko doesn't have any special opinions.,Writing a book.,It's mainly for everyone's coolness.,So it depends on everyone's wishes.,Help Maruko make up your mind...... ）M