() In the city that never sleeps, people no longer suppress their inner bestiality, tear through the camouflage of kindness, and sweat to their heart's content. I don't know anyone here, and I can vent my anguish, dissatisfaction, hatred and ** in my heart without recklessness.

Holding the microphone on stage, the woman who couldn't see her true face roared vigorously, venting her manic heart, driving the people under the stage to be more excited.

In the corner near the stage, there are three men, each with two scantily clad women to the left and right, leaning against the men's bodies, showing their charm.

One of the bold men placed his palms on the woman's chest and kneaded them wantonly. From time to time, the woman let out a proud groan, allowing the man to lay his hands on her.

"Young master, the slave family feeds you wine." The woman's ambiguous lips rubbed against Lin Jiayu's ear, and she picked up a glass of whiskey on the table.

She threw her head back and kissed him on the lips, gently pried open the man's teeth, and fed the wine in her mouth. The man did not refuse, and by the dim light, he could vaguely see his constant swallowing movements.

After drinking the wine, the woman wanted to pull away, but Lin Jiayu held down her thin waist, deepened the kiss, and slowly her hand had a tendency to go up.

A few loud whistles interrupted the intimacy between the two, and Lin Jiayu glanced at the coaxing person unhappily.

The man in the black vest with the tattoo on his arm raised his hands in surrender and sneered: "Brother Yu, you continue, you continue, I must control my disobedient mouth at this time." ”

"Really, Brother Yu's good interest has been lost by your kid." The man with his hand still on the woman's chest smiled and complained, although the meaning of the words was complaining, but in fact it was to help him excuse him.

Lin Jiayu patted the woman's leg and asked her to sit down, and poured a large sip of whiskey with an expressionless face, which was the glass that the woman had just drunk.

Lin Qingyue, who covered himself with the high back of the card seat, couldn't stand it, even though he knew that his cousin Lin Jiayu was a drunken son, but I heard that it was not the same thing as seeing it with his own eyes.

She still remembered that Lin Jiayu often came to the house to play with their sisters and brothers, and many times it was Lin Jiayu who took them around to make trouble, and when grandpa wanted to teach them a lesson, he would stand up and take over everything.

In my memory, Lin Jiayu is a handsome and cheerful boy who likes to play basketball and has a particularly good academic performance

, also surrounded by a group of excellent people.

Since when did her brother become like this, Lin Qingyue didn't know, but she remembered that she hadn't seen him for a long time, and when she saw him again, she would become a second ancestor who didn't hesitate.

"Lin Jiayu!" Lin Qingyue shouted loudly, stood up and glared at Lin Jiayu, if his eyes could spew fire, then the fire in Lin Qingyue's eyes would erupt from a distance of meters.

The tattooed man turned around and scolded angrily: "That thing that doesn't have long eyes, can you call Brother Yu's name, believe it or not, I will teach you to be a man in minutes!"

"Shut up!" Lin Jiayu's face was gloomy and he shouted.

The tattooed man was triumphant, and continued to scold Lin Qingyue, so as to shoot Lin Jiayu's fart, but he didn't know that the fart was slapped on the horse's leg, and he shouted: "Did you hear it, do you know...... Lao Yang, what are you doing? ”

As soon as he said a few words, seeing that Lin Jiayu's expression was getting darker and darker, the lecherous man Lao Yang hurriedly grabbed the tattooed man who wanted to speak wildly, and he didn't dare to speak, he quietly poked Lin Jiayu's direction with his hand.

The tattooed man looked over and saw Lin Jiayu, whose face was as black as carbon, and the arrogance just now immediately dissipated, and he said with a flattering smile: "Brother Yu, I'll help you drive people away immediately." ”

He still didn't know the situation, and he thought that Lin Jiayu's displeasure came from the woman who called him by his name, but this woman looked very good!

I didn't pay attention to it just now, but the tattooed man found out about Lin Qingyue's appearance, and was about to ask Lin Qingyue to come over to accompany him, as if it hadn't happened, he would say a few kind words for her in front of Brother Yu.

Who knew that Lin Jiayu came over with a slap and directly slapped the tattooed man, he subconsciously covered his beaten face, and shouted in disbelief: "Brother Yu! ”

Lin Jiayu ignored him, but walked quickly in front of Lin Qingyue, his smile warmed the hearts of the people present like a spring breeze, as if he thought of something, the smile on his face faded. "Qingyue, what are you doing here, hurry back."

His appearance directly stunned the tattooed man, and when he realized that Lin Jiayu's words of shutting up were to himself, no wonder Lao Yang would pull himself, no wonder Lin Jiayu would beat him.

The hand covering his face was put down, and the tattooed man lowered his head to hide the resentment in his eyes, obviously he could directly say that they knew each other, so wouldn't he say anything?

What's more, he didn't say anything nasty, Lin Jiayu

The slap did not leave any affection, the finger prints on the tattooed man's face were clearly visible, and if you looked closely, there was still blood oozing, and the strength could be seen.

"I can't see your appearance when I don't come, look at yourself, how can you still have the appearance of the Lin family, is it still my energetic brother?" Lin Qingyue pointed at Lin Jiayu's nose angrily and scolded him.

The questions were like a hammer smashing into Lin Jiayu's heart, and he suddenly unloaded all his strength and sat on the sofa dejectedly. "You shouldn't have come."

Seeing that it was inconvenient for Lao Yang to stay here, he pulled the tattooed man and said, "Brother Yu, let's go back first." ”

Lin Jiayu, who didn't know how to face Lin Qingyue, waved his hand casually, and it was okay to leave.

Leaving the booth, covered by the sound of music, the tattooed man snorted and scolded angrily: "If he hadn't had a good father and a few stinky money in his hand, I would have punched him a long time ago, and he would have dared to beat Lao Tzu." ”

"Okay, you, I warned you, the result is ...... Listening to that woman's words, it is Lin Jiayu's sister, you scold others like this, you can't be angry with your sister when you are an elder brother. Lao Yang said angrily.

Who is to blame for the slap, it's not that you don't blame yourself for not having a door on your mouth, and you don't have a brain when you go out! This incident made Lao Yang more deeply aware of the brainlessness of the tattooed man.

"Whom are you talking to, who is your brother!" The tattooed man said dissatisfied, pushed away Lao Yang's hand on his shoulder, and strode forward.

Lao Yang secretly cursed a dirty word, crossed the crowd and left, and did not chase the tattooed man, who didn't have a temper.

They left without attracting any attention, and the men and women on the dance floor were still swaying as they writhed, but the atmosphere in the booths was very low.

Lin Jiayu was a little afraid to look at Lin Qingyue's eyes, lowered his head and covered his eyes with his hanging bangs, and the silence flowed in this small space, incompatible with the surrounding bustle.

The women in the booth behind him haven't left yet, they are all employees working in the bar, but the job content is to accompany these rich sons and bosses to drink.

If they don't open their mouth to let them go, they can't leave, or they will be punished by the bar. It's okay to sit like that.

The woman who had fed the wine before was pushed out by the remaining sisters, and said hesitantly: "Brother Yu, how many sisters do you see?" ”