The storm will eventually pass, and the rainbow will eventually hang on the sky. When all passions return to calm, people seem to be still savoring the wild feelings that the man wearing a white shirt and gray jeans just now brought to them. The girl was unwilling to take this step because of her boyfriend around her. The charming young woman who came to find the excitement finally took off her single piece after a busy day.

The young white-collar workers in costumes and dancers dressed up in a gorgeous manner both intentionally or unintentionally leaned towards the bar.

It is said that men like virgins, but why are women the same? Every woman also hopes to discover their own virgin land and occupy it, such as a charming man and a talented handsome guy. While men hide their charms in a golden house and keep canaries in captivity, women are also keeping young white faces.

In the dim corner of the bar, a young man in a black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses spat hard on his face and said disdainfully: "What? Be careful of being struck by lightning!"

"What? What did you say?" At the wine table behind the man with eyes, a young man with hair said that it was black or not. He said that it was yellow or not yellow and lost weight. He threw the Qingdao beer in his hand on the table and shouted at the man with glasses who turned his head, "Mom, who did you say pretend to be a b? Are you looking for a beating?"

The man in glasses was displeased when he heard this. He was a clay man and had three points of rusticity. What's more, he scolded himself in person. After a quick turn, the man in glasses stood up, reached out and grabbed the young man's collar behind him, and said angrily: "I'm going to knock out a bed bug when I'm cracking melon seeds. Which onion are you? I scolded the guy who imitated Jackson's dancing just now. It's nothing to do with you! Apologize quickly!"

"Apologize? Fuck you! It's a good thing that I don't let you apologize, you're still arrogant!" The young man who had lost weight shook his head and punched the man with glasses on the head. The punch was hitting the man with glasses. The man with glasses was stunned by the punch, shook his head hard, and his hand holding the collar was loosened. Unexpectedly, the boy who had lost weight shook his fist without even saying hello.

"Single and scum! Tell... Tell you! That cool person is my elder brother! You don't have any eyes, but you will hit you." The young man who had lost weight was full of alcohol and shook his body. He pulled the zipper of the yellow casual jacket on his body upwards, pointed at the man with glasses' nose and shouted.

The man in glasses grabbed the broken gold-rimmed glasses with his glasses, roared and rushed towards the young man who had lost weight. The two of them immediately wrestled together. For a moment, beer bottles, glasses, and napkins fell all over the ground. The two of them hit the ground from the air and finally rolled together.

With a huh, the people around him flashed, but before they walked away, they took the initiative to give up the battlefield to two very manly men. They stood not far away, stretched their necks and pointed at them, with a gloating smile on their faces.

The biggest advantage of Chinese people is to find trouble if you have nothing to do, and you have to find some fun if you don’t have fun. Not to mention that after the lively singing and dancing, people have not yet had fun. With such a free action performance with anger, no one would object. The men’s faces were shining with strange brilliance, their faces were red, their necks were thick, and their throats were surging. When every punch in the battle circle hit the other party, they all shouted loudly, as if they were the ones who had the upper hand, so they would not care about the life and death of the fighter. The live version of "Street Fighter" is more exciting than arcades. They touched the woman beside them with both hands, while the women snuggled up beside the man, silently enjoying the man’s rough big hands being unrestrained, twisting his hips and chests, which were either fat or not very skillful, rubbing back and forth on the man, and making a sound from time to time.

Zhao Ziyue is now holding the fairy with both hands, and the two are warming up in the sweet atmosphere carefully created. Manni's fair cheeks gently rubbed Zhao Ziyue's slightly bearded chin. Zhao Ziyue's hand was not willing to be lonely and walked through the black fur coat and stroked Manni's perky buttocks.

The long-term exercise has left the fairy with no fat on its small waist. The two slender legs are very flexible and elastic. The fairy's body is light. The fat meat is not vague at all when it should be protruding, and the concave area is tender and smooth. Touching the fairy's buttocks, Zhao Ziyue secretly exclaimed, what position should be used for such a sexy and elastic body? The old man pushes a cart, Guanyin sits on lotus, old tree planting roots, roast goose holds the moon, golden boy holds the bottle, lights the lamp in front of the bed, and old Zhang Guo rides a donkey backwards, all seem to be good.

At this time, the young bartender was very suitable to hand over two glasses of orange juice.

"Thank you! Manni said politely, reached out and picked up a glass, came to Zhao Ziyue's mouth, and smiled and said, "I danced well just now, and I will reward you with a glass of orange juice."

"Is there only the orange juice reward? Is there no other reward?" Zhao Ziyue said with a wicked smile, and his big hand gently pinched Manni's buttocks.

Manni waved her body gently and said with a giggle: "Langjun, what other reward do you want?"

"I want to eat water and boil the fairy, the kind that wants to be shabby." Zhao Ziyue suddenly said with a serious expression on his face.

Manni put the glass on Zhao Ziyue's lips and said gently: "Open your mouth, my husband! You can eat fairies, but you have to rinse your mouth first. This glass of orange juice is just fine. The fairy's flesh is very expensive, giggle..." After saying that, he smiled again.

After taking a sip of orange juice, Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "Is that so? How precious is it? I have eaten all the swan meat."

"Really? Husband, you won't jump on the back of the white swan to eat, right? Chichi..." After saying that, he smiled again, and the branches fell into pieces.

"It turns out that I have become a toad, haha..." Zhao Ziyue was also amused.

"There's a fight! Looks like someone is starting to fight!" a voice exclaimed.

"Ah! Someone really started fighting! Look, there are so many people around..."

"That's not the case! Even the security guard was alarmed and greeted them with a rubber stick!"

"Ah! It's bloody! That young man's face is full of blood..."

"Look! That thin young man was dragged away by the security guard, his face and nose were covered with blood. It was so pitiful!"

"Why did the two of them take away only one person when they fight? The other person seems to have his hands on his hips, and even the security guard scolded him."

"You don't know this yet. People with hands on their hips are tough in the back office. Nowadays, there are people in the court who are good at being officials, and there are people in the yamen, so no one dares to do anything to you."

For a time, people were talking and talking.

Zhao Ziyue didn't want to be troublesome, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure. Isn't that a gang music? Why is it here? He still fights with someone for no reason?

Seeing the security guards' rubber sticks falling on Men Le again and again, Zhao Ziyue was furious. Although this little Men Le was a little a bit awkward and rotten, he was his own brother at least. He had worked hard when dealing with the scene in an abandoned factory in the East Suburbs. How could he be bullied by others at will?

Pushing Manni away gently, Zhao Ziyue yelled: "Stop!" He walked towards the security guards with big strides.
Chapter completed!