After two sips of red wine, Cilerie began to heat up on her cheeks, and her expression relaxed a lot, after all, she was only a girl in her early twenties, and it was her nature to be lively and active, and it was also hard for her to pretend to be a fake adult in the middle of a group of serious lawyers.

"Hey, are you interested in rock 'n' roll?" Edward asked

"Huh? Are you asking me? Silari was a little surprised.

Edward was very busy during this time, and when he came and went in a hurry, he just nodded and said hello when he met in a hurry, and he didn't have much contact.

"Yes. Woodstock, interested? Bob Dylan and Joan Becky are coming, I can get a good spot, and if you want, you can take a picture with the big stars or something. ”

"Great, I'm a fan of his! I wanted to go when I saw the propaganda poster before, but I was afraid that the case would ......," she said and quietly glanced at Kamazepin.

The latter then smiled and said, "You are free, and moderate relaxation is necessary for young people." ”

"Okay, I'll pick you up by car on the morning of August 16th."

"Thank you so much!"

…… After eating, everyone dispersed.

"So, you're going to let me drive to Woodstock myself?" Chris asked, squinting his eyes.

"Hmm...... Questions? ”

Chris didn't expect this guy to admit it directly and shamelessly, and suddenly he didn't have any ideas, scratched his explosive head, cursed in a low voice, and avoided talking about it.

He actually wanted to go, but he also knew that if Sheldon's case was not over, he would not be able to get out.

August 16.

Woodstock is located in White Lake Village, Bessel Township, New York, and the festival is held on a huge ranch surrounded by hills and mountains, with the stage set in a basin and the crystal clear Fairbini Pond in the background.

When Megan first went to see the venue, she declared that this was definitely an ideal fruit swimming spot, and suggested that Edward could also try it when the time came, but the latter shyly refused, he thought that too many people were embarrassed, or two people in the bathtub were more in line with his shyness nature.

Edward waited for lunch in front of his rented apartment in a Volvo P1800, and although the festival claims to open at 8 a.m., who can get up early for true rock fans?

Usually the sporadic admission starts in the afternoon, and the festival just starts after 8 p.m.

Edward didn't know much about these things, but the music director ZERO gave him a lesson very enthusiastically, and then asked him with a flattering look if he would like the two of them to go together?

Edward was so frightened that he shivered, and hurriedly said that he had made an appointment, so as to get rid of the harassment, but when he left, he was still slapped on the buttocks.

"I'M SORRY, I SAW A FLY STOP," ZERO SAID WITH A HINT OF EMOTION.

Edward didn't dare to answer, but he could only hold his head and run away, complaining in his heart that this retribution seemed to be coming too quickly.

Suddenly, my heart moved, and I felt a wave of sadness: "I... I... It's not clean anymore......"

……

Celerie was clearly groomed today, with long blonde hair tied in a simple ponytail, a black T-shirt and lemon yellow hot pants, high-top canvas shoes on her feet, and a classic music festival outfit.

This is compared with her who usually wears a professional suit, which is eye-catching, a young girl who has just graduated from college, although she can have a bit of maturity in the suit, but on the whole, she looks like a first lady, beautiful is beautiful, but solemn and prohibitive, but now she is young and wanton, looking at Bai Huahua's arms and thighs, as well as the bulging neck and above the abdomen, it is impossible for a normal man to say that he has no reaction in his heart.

Celerie jumped into the passenger seat without seeing it, and the coupe let out a roar of rage, and drove directly onto Highway 17 and galloped towards Woodstock.

Along the way, Edward kept fighting with his heart, this big white leg was within reach, did he want to touch a few handfuls?

It may cause disgust to the other party, but what if the other party doesn't react, or even takes the initiative to rub it against himself?

For a student, the identity of the editor of the Yale Law Review is glamorous enough, and if you want to use an analogy, it is probably the admiration of the main stars of the NBA by the players of the college team.

The big white legs are slender and symmetrical, fair and round, and the muscle lines can be faintly seen, but they are not abrupt, which is very in line with Edward's aesthetics.

After thinking about it for a long time, Woodstock had arrived, and his hands were still firmly on the steering wheel.

……

Music festivals are hormone-dispensing conferences, and it's not easy for urban youth to have a place where they can party all night long and roar loudly, without attracting complaints from neighbors and police interference.

What's more, there are a large number of people of the opposite sex, once they see the right eye, under the cover of night, they can even do without tents.

If the preparation was not too hasty, it would not be difficult to reach an average daily flow of 200,000 people.

Edward parked his car outside the town, and the further he went, the more cars he cared in, and instead of looking for parking lots all over the place, it was better to solve it now.

Silari didn't say much, but she was quite proud, this coupe was very stylish, speeding through the traffic of the highway, very agile, leaving a lot of ragy cars behind and eating exhaust, where can you afford to drive such a good car if you play rock 'n' roll?

In the afternoon, the two of them walked around the music festival venue to see where they were, and when they were hungry, they bought food at the roadside stalls.

As the time became more and more prosperous, there were more people, and Bob Dylan's performance was set at eight o'clock, which was the schedule he had managed to squeeze out.

As for Joan Baggy, she has a little more time to spend at Woodstock for two days.

At eight o'clock, when the great folk poet appeared on the stage, tens of thousands of people present simultaneously let out an earth-shattering shout "Bob Dylan!" Bob dylan~! ”

The momentum is so great that even the self-effacing Edward feels his blood boiling, and the large-scale music festival has such a magic that allows people to unconsciously surrender their emotions and rationality and dissolve into the fanatical crowd.

Celeri next to her was already cheering, bouncing in place, showing her youthful vitality.

In fact, in terms of age, she is only two years younger than him, but now she looks like a teenager and middle aged.

Edward shook his head, feeling that he had probably been depressed for too long, and had barely rested well since March, so that even his personality had changed.

Now that you have a chance today, you might as well go crazy.

"Bob Dylan! Bob dylan! He shouted along.

"Hey!" Silerie leaned into his ear and shouted

"What for?" Edward likewise shouted

"I can't see it!"

“？？” Only then did Edward realize that Silari was not very tall, and the canvas shoes on her feet were also flat, so she naturally had no advantage in the crowd.

"Let's go, I'll take you backstage to see." He suddenly remembered that he had a privilege.

"Nope! Want! There's no atmosphere backstage! ”

"Clams?" Edward said, "And what are you going to do?" ”

"You help, look over there," Silari said, gesturing.

Edward's eyes almost fell, and there were several pairs of young men and women next to him, and the woman was not tall enough, so the boy gave full play to his gentlemanly style - let the woman ride on his neck......

"This ......," Edward broke out in a cold sweat.

In the United States in 68 years, it was the hot era of the hippie movement, and young men and women were all so cool and didn't care about the eyes of others.

But Edward couldn't let go of it, although it was beautiful to think about......

"Hurry up, squat down, Bob Dylan is coming!"

"Hey, you girl really don't see outside!" Edward was complaining in his heart, and an old black man next door who had a figure similar to Chris's was alarmed, and immediately smiled at Silare, revealing snow-white teeth!

"I'm alright, you hurry up!" Edward hurriedly squatted down!

Damn,This is a bird place where you can smell the fragrance of hormones with your nose.,Edward in his previous life liked to watch NTR themes and hated to watch the blacked series.,Now that I found out that the two may be combined.,Suddenly I began to see Cylare.。

The black brother was a little dumbfounded, and then grinned at Edward.

Someone pretended not to see and got up from the ground with all his might.

Celeri was on his shoulder, feeling shaky and unstable, and she fell to her stomach in fright, her chest pressed against the top of Edward's head, and her thighs were firmly pressed against his neck, which made her feel much safer.

Edward "......"

“！！！！”

"I can't breathe!" A familiar wail squeezed out of his mouth.

Celerie realized that her core strength seemed to be too good, and seeing that Edward's face was red, she quickly relaxed her legs slightly, and at the same time adjusted her sitting posture to be more close to Edward's neck.

"Hey, are you feeling better now?"

"Much better!"

"But why are you still so red!" Celeri asked.

Before Edward could reply, the man in front of him suddenly turned his head, winked at Edward, and touched his right hand towards him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Although Edward felt that the situation was wrong, he still quickly apologized, after all, when he stood up just now, the range of movement was a bit large, and he might have touched the other party.

"No, I don't mind in the slightest! u r the hardrock" but the pronunciation of rock is so low that it is almost inaudible.

Edward found himself clinging to this ass, so he couldn't die, the big white legs on his neck were exuding a slightly sweaty fragrance, and unlike Megan, Celerie was also very white, but the body hair was not abundant, Edward held it with both hands, it felt smooth and comfortable, and his own body naturally had a small change.

Seeing that the other party's hand was getting closer and closer to his vital point, Edward couldn't hide, and he couldn't make that part quiet, he was really about to collapse!

"He's out!" Celerie screamed.

Then the crowd burst out: "He's out!" When the man in front heard this, he immediately shouted.

Edward saw the opportunity and hurriedly walked to the side, and the old black brother glared at him very dissatisfied.

Edward didn't speak, but whistled at the back of the man in front of him, and whistled at Lao Hei, squeezing his eyebrows and making an expression you know.

Brother Hei was overjoyed, took the initiative to change positions with him, put his hands under the armpits of the one in front of him, and before the other party could react, Brother Hei was angry, and he worked hard, "Hey", and lifted the thin man high and put it on his neck.

Then the combined black and white male duo threw a grateful smile at Edward.

And this time he felt "I can't breathe" again!

……