Chapter 310: Nightclub Carnival

As the number of people in the nightclub grew, the whole scene became more and more chaotic.

Through the colorful light, Ruan Jiaojiao vaguely saw a man's hand touching the girl's buttocks.

The girl didn't notice the groping, and was still partying on the dance floor.

The shaking hands and crazy music make the person in the center of the dance floor gradually lose their basic judgment.

Even the people sitting on the sidelines are ready to move.

Ruan Jiaojiao was dazzled by the lights, her stomach churned, and a feeling similar to motion sickness came up.

She glanced up at Fu Qiran.

His expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be disturbed by these foreign objects at all.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought that she couldn't be as indifferent as Fu Qiran.

The interference caused to her by this foreign object, she couldn't ignore it like Fu Qiran.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled, and her little hands grabbed Fu Qiran's clothes.

Fu Qiran felt the strength of the pull, lowered his eyes, and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao.

Under the dazzling light, his delicate face seemed to be a little pale.

There seemed to be a little bit of water in the pure black cat eyes.

Fu Qiran hooked his lips, and a triumphant smile flashed on his face.

His Jiaojiao, after coming to the nightclub this time, shouldn't he want to come in the future, right?

But that's just the appetizer.

Fu Qiran's eyes flashed slightly, and the hand holding Ruan Jiaojiao moved slightly.

Assistant Wang, who was sitting on the side, kept his head down all the time, maintaining his posture as an assistant.

They were a group of four, and they didn't act like people coming to a nightclub.

Fortunately, there are many people in the nightclub, everyone is immersed in the sea of hormones, and not many people care about them.

After the initial warm-up, the nightclub meal begins.

The people in the center of the dance floor spread out, and a high platform rose from the middle.

In the center of the platform, a man and a woman stood.

They were dressed in thick clothes, which didn't look like the style of the nightclub at all.

Because of the appearance of these two people, Ruan Jiaojiao looked over curiously.

More violent music sounded.

The overhead lights changed even faster.

Red, red, green, green, blue, yellow, yellow, and yellow are mixed together and shine in the center of the stage.

With the music the drum beat reaches a small high. At the tide point, a man and a woman on the stage still danced.

As they danced, the clothes on their bodies fell off one by one.

The clothes fell on the table, were hooked by the girl's high heels, and dangled in front of the boy below.

The girls smiled charmingly, and the boys became more and more excited.

At this time, the girl's partner, the boy, wriggled his body, obviously a professional top. Crotch movements, in what he does, but there is a flow. Hooliganism.

And that's exactly what everyone wants to see.

Men and women cheered, hormones emanating from their bodies, attracting the opposite sex.

This scene was displayed in front of Ruan Jiaojiao, as if a new world had been opened for her.

There seemed to be a smell of hormones in the air.

In this case, the more depressed it is, the more crazy it is.

The more I think about it, the more frantic I become.

Ruan Jiaojiao swallowed her saliva, and she didn't know if it was the environment, her heart was beating extremely fast.

She looked at Fu Qiran.

Fu Qiran's expression was still light, and there was no change in his body.

The chaotic scene seemed to him as if it were just a few ants fighting.

She looked at Assistant Wang on the side again.

Assistant Wang lowered his head, held a glass of juice in his hand, and drank it slowly.