There was a lot of music playing in the bar, and the guests had to dance and sweat to the music; Some are playing sieve with friends, fighting who wins and loses; It's drinking with a group of friends, pouring out their troubles. The mixed air is filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the misty piece makes people feel like they have fallen into a fairyland.

In bars, you can often see men and women twisting their waists and buttocks frantically on the dance floor, or you can see women dressed in cold clothes laughing and playing in the men's pile, teasing those who can't control themselves with flirtatious language. Then you will see women curled up in the arms of men charmingly chirping me and me, and men drinking and fooling around with women.

There is no rationality, values, morality at all. People who come to the bar just want to have a good time, a picture to relax, a picture to vent.

The bar is a very suitable place for hunting beauty, where handsome guys, beautiful women are like clouds, and the occurrence of *** is not uncommon, the bar is free enough, exciting enough, which is why everyone likes bars. In this chaotic bar, the closed lounge is much quieter, except for the staccato sound of guitars coming from inside, and sometimes a man and a woman talking.

I saw Xiaoli holding the guitar and playing Beyong's "I Really Love You" smoothly and perfectly under the gaze of the guitar male Yingjie.

"I can't believe you learned so quickly!" Yingjie smiled evilly at Xiaoli, and then said approvingly.

And Xiaoli just glanced at Yingjie lightly, and then said, "It's not happy, the gala is imminent!" And in two days, I have to rehearse with Xiaoya. ”

Because Xiaoya has a good singing voice, Xiaoli cooperates with Xiaoya, but she has been practicing guitar with Yingjie all these times, and she has never cooperated well with Xiaoya at all, this time she must win, so she must not be sloppy.

"Really?" Hearing this, Yingjie replied symbolically, "Momentum, why did you choose this song, in fact, shouldn't you choose some more domineering songs to participate in the competition?" ”

"Huh...... These songs should be chosen in a place like school, so that the chances of winning will be better! Xiaoli prevaricated.

Although she is not wrong to say this, the main reason why she will count this song is not because of this one.

"I Really Love You" is a song written by the composer to her mother, which is also what she wants to say, although she and her mother do not have many memories, but she really misses her very much, she wants to know why she doesn't want her, she wants to know where she is, in fact...... What she wanted to know most was - was she okay?

Hearing this, Yingjie nodded as if he didn't understand, and he stood up and turned off the lights in the lounge.

"What are you doing?" Facing the darkness, Xiaoli asked calmly.

But he didn't get an answer from Yingjie.

He felt a pair of hands on her shoulders, and then she felt Yingjie blow in her ear, "I taught you, so how are you going to repay me." ”

"How do you want me to repay you?" Xiaoli showed a sarcastic smile, but unfortunately the room was too dark, and all the secrets were buried by the darkness. When she used beauty to calculate him and asked him to teach her the guitar, she knew what he wanted.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, you get what you want, and you have to give what you can, isn't that fair? But she won't tell everything, because now she still needs his help, facing a question that she can't answer, the best way is to throw the question back to that person, sometimes, for a situation that she is not sure of, a rhetorical question is the best answer, after all, he is the one who wants to get cheap!

"Huh...... I want ......"

Before Yingjie finished speaking, Xiaoli felt a burst of wetness on her lips, "Hmm......"

Yingjie held Xiaoli's head in both hands, leaned over to kiss Xiaoli's lips, and then stretched out his tongue to Tian Xiaoli, but Xiaoli just stiffened and sat there motionless.

"How do you kiss like a wooden man." Yingjie stopped kissing and said with some unhappiness.

"Really?" In the dark, Xiaoli put down her guitar, and then kissed Yingjie on the lips through the afterglow of the window. Kisses, for her are simply not worth mentioning, since he likes to kiss, then do as she wishes! She'll get what she wants at the end of the day anyway, fair trade, and that's good!

Feeling Xiaoli's passion, Yingjie seemed to be ignited, holding Xiaoli's head to regain the initiative.

He poked his tongue into her mouth, looking for her little lilac tongue, wanting to resonate with her and linger with her, but Xiaoli opened her eyes and thought about it as if she was playing a game, seducing Yingjie step by step, but he didn't let him entangle her.

As the kiss deepened, slowly evoking the uninhibited ** in Yingjie's body, he reached out and reached into her clothes, and then covered her softness.

And Xiaoli vigilantly stretched out her hand to stop his presumptuousness.

"Enough!" Xiaoli stopped with a sound, and quickly wiped the indulgent silver thread on her lips in the dark.

"I want you!" Yingjie said bluntly, and the hand that had been stopped impulsively reached into Xiaoli's clothes again.

"I'm underage." Xiaoli didn't beat around the bush and hit the point directly.

"It's okay, you're already mature!" Yingjie said with a greedy and ambiguous smile on his lips.

"You don't look like someone who can play with fire." Under such circumstances, Xiaoli could calmly analyze the problem for him, and even she herself had to admire herself. Is it because she knows she has a chance to win?

"I think I'm really in love with you!" Yingjie said as if it was fake.

"Really? Hehe......" Xiaoli laughed perfunctorily.

"I'm serious! That's why I want you! Yingjie said it as a matter of course, ** getting higher and higher, and he was very dissatisfied with her interruption.

"Really? If it's true, you shouldn't even touch me! Xiaoli raised an eyebrow, and then said with a smile. The aunt in the small courtyard is right, man! It's a bunch of animals that think with their lower bodies!

"Why?!" Yingjie was puzzled, and he was very unhappy that he couldn't continue to attack.

"Because twisted melons are not sweet!" As he spoke, Xiaoli vigorously ripped his hand away, and then turned to leave.

"Mo Xiaoli." Yingjie shouted to Xiaoli in a little frenzy.

Xiaoli continued to walk forward as if she had not heard of it, and then twisted open the closed wooden door, and the deafening music immediately came to her.

"Let's talk about it until I win the game!" Xiaoli turned to Yingjie and said with a reassuring but seductive smile, and then walked out of the lounge, closing the door and insulating the room.

She won't let go of this stepping stone until the goal is achieved.

She knew that even if he was angry, he wouldn't teach her, because not getting it was the deadliest temptation......

She's just going to make him want to stop, but ......

She wiped her lips, and her lips seemed to smell heroic, yes! It's disgusting!