Dihao Bar is a newly opened luxury bar. At this moment, the lights are bright and blurry, and there are young men and women outside the door. Ambiguous laughter can be heard everywhere.
A luxurious black car parked steadily at the door of the bar, attracting many people standing by the door and people passing by.
After all, there are very few people who can drive such top-notch cars in this city. In other words, this kind of car is a global limited edition, and those who can own it have a lot of background.
I saw a young man getting out of the car gracefully when the driver opened the door.
He moves like a noble king, yet exudes dark charm.
The slender and charming body is wearing a night-colored shirt with golden texture tattoos on the cuffs, elegant and noble, and a pair of casual trousers.
"Young Master Yang, you are finally here." Ou Min smiled playfully and walked over.
Yang Shao looked at him lightly, curled his lips, and looked at his clothes, "When did you dress so formally?"
Ou Min lowered his eyes and looked at his white suit, grinned, and said: "Anyway, I am also the owner of the Dihao Bar now, so I should have something to show for it."
Young Master Yang reached out and patted his chest and walked straight inside.
Intense and explosive music played wildly in the bar, and the colorful rotating lights shined, making the beautiful women dancing pole dancing on the stage look even more sexy and alluring.
All lace black stockings, all black hot short skirts, all spinning on the steel pipe in various poses, twisting sexy and charming postures, swinging sultry postures, bringing the men off the stage to the climax, attracting
There were countless screams.
Under the crystal enclosure under the stage, there were many crazy men and women dancing to the passionate music, their long hair swaying seductively, and there were also many ambiguous men and women lingering together.
There was a handsome man sitting on the VIP seat. His black clothes were gleaming with a little bit of light. Since he came in, many women have set their sights on that spot.
"How's it going? Those ones are not bad." Ou Min walked from the crowd, holding the best top wine in the bar and placing it on the round table. One of the bottles was tilted in the high-end crystal, with a bright red color.
Enter slowly.
Yang Shao took it casually and took a sip, "Did you call me here just to watch this show?"
"Of course not." Ou Min smiled handsomely, waved the crystal cup, and said with a smile: "Since I asked you to come, there must be a wonderful scene."
Yang Shaotong's eyes flashed with charming blue, he glanced at Ou Min and smiled lightly: "You kid..."
After the words fell, the music became passionate again, the men and women on the crystal balcony screamed with excitement, the tide rose again and again, and the lights were spinning and shining.
In an instant, a woman in bright red appeared on the stage, hovering lightly from the steel pipe. Her long hair swayed seductively with the movement, slender white legs, hot figure, and bright red sequined short hair.
Revealed from the back of the skirt is a butterfly. The pure black color and fair skin look as charming as spreading its wings.
When they landed on the ground, the screams of both men and women reached a high point, and they screamed again and again.
The woman wore a mysterious butterfly mask and a charming smile with enchanting red lips, which attracted the men to move. Their eyes were like wolves in the dark, staring closely at the red woman on the stage.
"How's it going?" Ou Min leaned forward and asked, smiling arrogantly.
Yang Shaowei squinted his eyes and looked at the scene on the stage. He held a cigar in his hand. The smoke was faintly entangled, and then dissipated in an instant. A faint light flickered and burned.
The blue eyes are like waves in the darkness, and they are shocking and evil.
Ou Min glanced at his long eyelashes, the reflected shadows were mottled and unclear. There was already a handsome arc on his lips, his fingers were slightly hooked, and the bodyguard standing behind him lowered his head.
Ou Min said something softly.
The bodyguard understood and walked away.
After a while, when the bodyguard came back, there was a woman behind him. It was the bright red woman who was pole dancing on the stage just now. She had a butterfly mask on her face, which could not be seen clearly.
Underneath her face was a pair of seductive red lips. She smiled softly and charmingly. She walked to Young Master Yang's side and sat down boldly.
"Long time no see, Mr. Yang."
Her voice is charming, and her lips are sexy and beautiful when she opens and closes them.
Yang Shao glanced at her gently with his long and narrow eyes, curious about her face under the mask, and stretched out his fingers, trying to flirt with her mask.
However, what she didn't expect was that she actually avoided his finger and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Yang, are you so impatient?"
Her voice is indeed very sultry, arousing every trace of men's stupid desires.
The red-painted fingertips silently traced Yang Shao's chest, which was a naked tease.
Then, leave.
He picked up two glasses of red wine, handed one to Mr. Yang, and chuckled: "My name is Butterfly, a beautiful butterfly with spread wings."
She introduced herself.
"Butterfly?" Mr. Yang took it and murmured, looking at the butterfly thoughtfully. The crystal cup in his hand was shaking gently, swaying with scarlet liquid. "The name is good, but I want to know if the person lives up to his name?
"
"Mr. Yang, let's have a drink first. As for my face under the mask, I will naturally let you see it." She raised the glass, touched it lightly, raised her slender and beautiful chin, and drank it all in one gulp.
Butterfly tipped the wine glass upside down to indicate that she had finished drinking, but Yang Shao still held the crystal glass and played with it gently, as if he had no intention of drinking.
Ou Min sat lazily on the sofa, crossing his legs with a free and contented expression, "Young Master Yang, Butterfly has finished his drink. You should at least be considerate. You know what's going to happen tonight?"
But it’s prepared for you.”
Yang Shao glanced at him and evoked that evil and charming arc, "Don't you know that I have never liked this kind of beautiful girl? Ou Min, remember next time if this happens, don't call me
.”
He stood up, handed the cup in his hand to the bodyguard standing behind him, flicked his clothes, as if they would be stained by the dirty smell, and walked straight outside without even looking at the butterfly.
"Mr. Yang." Butterfly held his hand, feeling a little bitter in her heart. She didn't expect that he would wave his hand away coldly, but inadvertently threw off the mask she was wearing.
Young Master Yang subconsciously turned his eyes, and his blue pupils tightened. It was not how beautiful she looked, but those eyes, which were clear and beautiful. For a moment, he thought that the woman had arrived.
However, his lips were charming and charming, and he said lightly: "It's actually you."
He has played with countless women, and he rarely remembers who is who. However, seeing a pair of eyes similar to that woman's is really unforgettable for him.
Moreover, when that woman was soaking in the bathtub, he was already ready to move.
I had resisted the rejection on the bed, but now when I saw the woman in front of me, the hint of arousal began to overflow again.
"I didn't expect Mr. Yang to still remember me." Butterfly saw the surprise in Mr. Yang's eyes, and his heart suddenly became elated. He stood up, put a hand on his shoulder, and opened and closed his red lips, "I thought I looked like Mr. Yang.
Such a noble man must have forgotten about me, so it seems that I am relatively lucky."
I always thought that after that night, they would be like strangers again. However, the words just made Panpan extremely happy. I wonder if it is a good start for a man to remember a woman like this?
The butterfly's body was sprayed with a faint scent, lingering in Young Master Yang's breath, lingering.
And that butterfly was actually Panpan who accompanied Mr. Yang in the bar that night. She was indeed beautiful, so beautiful that people can't forget it. The most important thing was her eyes.
Children born from the same mother are naturally similar. Panpan has always been jealous that Man Ningning found a golden husband. How could she let herself be inferior to her?
Moreover, no matter it was the past or the future, she believed that she would have a better life than that Man Ningning.
However, she really liked Mr. Yang and had been trying her best to stay by his side.
The tenderness that night seemed to have lasted as long as half a century. Now, once the temptation came to her, she just wanted to hold it tightly.
"Butterfly, you are indeed worthy of this name." Yang Shao smiled proudly, stared at her with slightly squinted eyes, put one hand around her sexy and slender waist, and gave it a tight squeeze. Panpan exclaimed, but her heart was sweet.
of tired people.
"Butterfly is my name here. And my name is still Panpan." She seemed to want to explain, hoping that Young Master Yang could remember her well.
Ou Min Diao smoked a cigar, and the bodyguard behind him leaned over to light the cigarette butt for him. The mist swirled around him for a moment, and he smiled happily: "We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, and now it is a good night to see each other again. Mr. Yang, you have to take good care of me.
Cherish others."
He continued to add: "Everything in the evening was carefully prepared by Butterfly for you. Don't let Butterfly let you down. Moreover, I will let her become the pillar here in the future. Your love and care will be indispensable then."
Love and care.”
Ou Min speaks directly, he doesn't need to beat around the bush in front of Young Master Yang.
Yang Shao glanced at him and said quietly: "I will take him away first."
After that, he hugged Panpan and walked out.
At this moment, the wind outside was blowing a bit cold. Panpan was still wearing the performance clothes just now, so she couldn't help but subconsciously snuggle into Young Master's arms.
Yang Shao lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms, and inexplicably remembered the scene in the afternoon. Her beautiful body was lying in the white bathtub, and the soft golden light shone on her body.
Her long black hair tangled like a snake, and in the gap were her attractive breasts and slender legs.
Her face was rosy in the mist. At that moment, Young Master Yang really wanted to kiss her lips, maybe because he wanted to have more. He didn't understand why he always wanted this woman when there were countless women around him.
Maybe you want to get it just because you haven’t got it?
Young Master Yang was thinking this in his mind. The car door was opened. When he hugged Panpan and sat in the back seat, he said lightly: "The old place."
"Yes." The young driver responded softly, and the car drove to a certain place.
The old place Yang mentioned was an ambiguous place. Of course, it was also a place he usually liked to go. The light in the darkness filtered through the car window and faintly crossed Yang's face.
Panpan nestled in his arms, raising her head slightly, with a kind of obsession and deep love in her eyes, quietly staring at the beautiful side wheel.