The club's brightly lit hall is spacious and luxuriously decorated with a sleek and elegant atmosphere, smooth marble floors, ridiculously large crystal chandeliers, and soothing music echoing in the hall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A long purple satin table decorated with flowers is decorated with a variety of delicacies for the guests to choose from, and a lady in a well-fitting cheongsam holds a tray of wine and shuttles between the guests.

The gentlemen in attendance, all dressed in suits and leather shoes, behaved politely and gently, while the ladies dressed in all kinds of evening clothes behaved elegantly, these men and women were either whispering or laughing, and the more active people were circling around and coping around, showing their extraordinary social skills.

It's just that everyone's smile is a little reserved and a little hypocritical, and this is the party of high society, the favorite social game of successful people and rich people.

Yu Qian really didn't feel cold about these things at all, he just felt bored.

Fortunately, these things were all done by Liu Hu and Lin Xudong, and he just accompanied Ding Meiqi everywhere and laughed.

"Maggie, is it really you?"

A slightly surprised voice sounded beside him, Yu Qian looked up, his eyes lit up, and it was a bewitching beauty who spoke, wearing a red Suzhou embroidered cheongsam, with a more delicate face like a flower, a convex and concave figure, and Ding Meiqi in her mouth, but her charming eyes kept looking at Yu Qian.

"This is my friend Yu Qian, Yu Qian, this is ......" Ding Meiqi looked at the beautiful woman and said embarrassedly.

Yu Qian's heart was shaken, and he stared at the beautiful woman's eyes with admiration, and said with a smile without waiting for Ding Meiqi to finish her introduction: "Meiqi, I know, this must be your sister, your sister is so beautiful......"

The beautiful woman and Ding Meiqi were stunned when they heard this, Ding Meiqi rolled her eyes, but the beautiful woman couldn't help but "poof", laughed, and almost breathlessly said: "Meiqi, this young man is really interesting, she calls me sister?" Giggle......"

Ding Meiqi pulled the beautiful woman's soft hand, glanced at Yu Qian, and said, "What nonsense, Aunt Song, he ......"

Yu Qian knew that he had set up an oolong, so he quickly remedied it and praised: "Sister's cheongsam is really exquisite, worn on my sister's body, my sister is more and more lined like a fairy." ”

Qin Keqing was really happy, she had forgotten how many years she hadn't laughed like this, Qin Keqing looked at the little couple with some envy.

Women always have an endless common language when they are together, and Yu Qian couldn't interject for a while, looking around absentmindedly.

Not far away, a burst of amazement and admiration came, Yu Qian followed the sound and looked at it, and suddenly felt that he had some difficulty breathing, and while sighing and amazed in his heart, his heart almost jumped out.

Three stunning beauties walked over, everyone bowed down to give way, three women, one black, one red, one white floor-length skirt, each with its own style, Anbi is like a fiery red long skirt, the buttons are high but a heart shape is carved out, revealing a deep ** and mostly snow-white **, which is heart-warming.

Xu Qing wore a sexy black corset dress, almost slipping her breasts, ivory-like skin, soft shoulders, plump breasts, and vaguely transparent devilish figure, which made many men squirt nosebleeds.

Song Suxiang is not hot in comparison, but she is wearing a white long skirt, which not only shows off her beautiful back and skis, but also outlines a graceful and beautiful figure, but also sets off an extraordinary temperament, white and flawless, like a goddess, beautiful and incomprehensible, noble and not blasphemous.

If An Bi is the charm of a young woman, Xu Qing is the style of a mature woman, Song Suxin is soft and a little cold, plump and slender, a good wife and mother, elegant and demure.

One of the three women is more graceful and luxurious than the other, sexy and charming, the men are all staring, and the women are envious and jealous and ashamed.

Mulan Club is worthy of being one of the top clubs in the capital, the women here are bright and beautiful, but they look a little familiar, An Biru and Yu Qian have had close contact at zero distance after all, although he was drunk at the time, and he didn't even remember anyone, but after all, he ejaculated others, of course, there is still a vague hazy impression.

Yu Qian didn't recognize An Biru at the first time, but the latter saw him at a glance, An Biru's steps were sluggish, and her pretty face turned red.

At this moment, the hall resounded with melodic music, and a group of men and women walked onto the dance floor holding hands.

Yu Qian looked at Ding Meiqi and said with a smile: "Meiqi, can I invite you to dance together?" ”

Ding Meiqi also responded very ladylikely, and walked into the dance floor hand in hand with Yu Qian.

The moment Yu Qian took Ding Meiqi onto the dance floor, all the men in the audience threw envious eyes at him, and at this moment Yu Qian deeply felt that a successful man must be accompanied by a beautiful beauty by his side, which is really classic.

The lights on the dance floor dimmed and the music played romantic tunes.

In a romantic atmosphere, Yu Qian gently hugged Ding Meiqi into his arms, looking at her with a pair of ecstatic eyes, a shy and coquettish look, and two moist beaded lips, just like the nectar of the jade spring in the desert, which is the source of desire for the hungry and thirsty people.

Smelling the body fragrance emanating from her, his hands touched her slippery pink muscles, and his chest was rubbed by her pair of elastic meat balls, the so-called smell, sight, smell, touch, and thought in the world appeared on Yu Qian's body at the same time, and he was truly intoxicated with the realm of silence and sound at this moment.

Being able to have intimate contact with a stunning beauty like Ding Meiqi was something Yu Qian didn't expect in his previous life, the two of them should have been two parallel lines that had no chance of intersecting, but with the favor of the god of fate and the goddess of love, Yu Qian, a toad, seemed to really have a chance to eat swan meat.

Two soft and firm balls of flesh kept grinding against Yu Qian's chest.

With the body swinging to the music, Yu Qian puffed up his chest, pressed and rubbed on Ding Meiqi's full twin peaks, looking at her smooth back muscles, as long as Yu Qian's hand slid down her back muscles, she could easily touch the elastic band of the panties.

But Yu Qian never dared to be presumptuous, for fear of frightening the little sheep in his arms.

Holding Ding Meiqi and dancing together, Yu Qian couldn't help but think of Xia Shiyun again, remembering that they had also danced together, and the two had participated in the sports dance competition of colleges and universities in the province together, and won a good ranking.

It was already a junior year, and Xia Shiyun had just done her hairstyle, which was the kind of shoulder-length slight waves, her hair was black and soft, and she danced in the wind like her fingers caressing invisible strings.

The awards were also handed out on the night of the finals, and when their rankings were announced, Yu Qian hugged her excitedly, and Xia Shiyun threw herself into his arms to greet him.

The excitement lingered in their minds for a long time, until they returned backstage, in the makeshift dressing room, where another pair of winners were kissing frantically as if no one else was around.

The unintentional performance of the pair of dance partners suddenly aroused Xia Shiyun's desire to make mistakes, in fact, from the first time she had a relationship with Yu Qian, she was ready to make mistakes, Xia Shiyun felt that she might be in some kind of excitement and pleasure, and she smiled ambiguously but charmingly at Yu Qian.

Yu Qian stood beside her and had no intention of leaving, the fragrance and sweat emanating from Xia Shiyun's body, the dance clothes that had not yet been changed were pitifully put on her body, the lower edge of the light and short skirt had not been straightened, and the plump abdomen and a small piece of fabric hidden in the middle were vividly visible.

There was always something unsettling about the casual swinging of the chairs in the dressing room, as if a blue whale had risen from the deep sea and was about to make a splash.

Yu Qian has long been familiar with Xia Shiyun's body, and the frequent skin contact when dancing Latin dance, some of the movements are the same as those sensitive parts between men and women, so most of the dancers are boyfriends and girlfriends, or married couples.

The two are in the same small space, since it is a lover relationship, Xia Shiyun certainly has no scruples, she does not shy away from removing makeup and changing clothes in front of Yu Qian.

She turned around and exposed her back, a row of tiny shell buttons on the back of her fluttering blouse.