After a passionate kiss, Mo Xiaobai waved his hand and made a gesture. Midnight and early morning were here, and the highest moment came. In fact, the bar started getting high from the moment Mo Xiaobai came on stage to play the piano. It was more than half an hour earlier.
Entering tonight's nightlife, gaochao. After Mo Xiaobai gestured, the melodious music in the bar instantly changed, turning into sharp, noisy, rock music that can penetrate people's hearts.
Men and women slid onto the dance floor, twisting their bodies wildly, dancing and screaming to the rhythm of the music. Mo Xiaobai pulled Mo Yao and joined the crowd, pulling Mo Yao to dance.
Dancing has only happened once to Mo Yao. It was the morning after he first learned tango. Mo Chen and Wu Shuang were very interested and were dancing. On the eleventh day, Mo Yao asked if he wanted to dance with Mo Xiaobai too.
Mo Xiaobai admired and awed Mo Yao back then, and looked at him timidly. Mo Yao then pulled Mo Xiaobai to dance a tango. From then on, Mo Yao hardly danced.
He went to bars and discos only a handful of times, not as often as Xiaobai, so he had very little entertainment. There were many female killers in the underworld, but few women doing business, so Mo Yao didn't have much to socialize with.
No woman can pull him to dance, unless you don't want to live anymore.
Except Mo Xiaobai.
On the dance floor, Mo Yao's body was stiff. He almost twisted around when being touched here and there. At other times, he almost avoided the crowd. But Mo Xiaobai was very high.
, he unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing his sexy wheat-colored skin, and the little red dot on his chest was looming, which was very tempting.
He tied the hem of his shirt into a knot, revealing a section of wheat-colored skin on his waist, and twisted his extremely resilient body. The rhythm of his arms, thighs, waist, and chest were almost at the nodes of the music, and he was twisting so much.
It is very beautiful, not to mention occasionally throwing electric eyes at Mo Yao. Such charm almost makes Mo Yao unable to resist, and he can only be captured. In addition to being shocked, he is still shocked.
He is clearly a man, but he is so coquettish that even women feel inferior to him.
Beauty is just a specific word, it does not refer to women, it can also refer to men, and Mo Xiaobai deserves the title.
It was almost impossible to hear people talking and the music was too loud, so Mo Xiaobai simply hugged Mo Yao and kept blowing hot air in his ear, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick someone's sensitive little ear.
Mo Yao was being provoked stiffly by him, unable to escape. The men and women on the dance floor seemed to have colluded, and they all gathered around them. Occasionally, they would hug, kiss, and scream, and occasionally push Mo Yao.
, making their bodies stick together intimately. Mo Yao wanted to escape, but they blocked the road. The only place he could escape was in Mo Xiaobai's arms.
So this situation was very... strange to Mo Yao.
He wondered tangledly, could he fight his way out?
Can he fight his way out? Why are men and women today so limitless?
Mo Xiaobai laughed, twisting his waist happily, dancing around Mo Yao, very coquettishly, like the freest cheetah, so graceful, so powerful, and so sexy. Jumping to the happiest place, he
You can take a bottle of wine that others have seen and sprinkle it on your head, shaking the wine drops wildly, which will make you look even more sexy.
Everyone on the dance floor watched such a demon-like man showing off his charm and youth. In front of him, Mo Yao, who seemed to know nothing and was as innocent as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, was pleasing him.
Mo Yao barely gave him any reaction. Even though his heart was in turmoil, his face remained motionless. He always looked at him so quietly. The loud music and people's screams seemed to have nothing to do with him. His eyes were just like that.
Lock the person in front of you.
He is so charming.
He remembered that when he was in the cinema, a little girl next to him said that Mo Xiaobai was a popular lover and the sexiest man in the eyes of all women. She said that a very authoritative newspaper in the UK once conducted a global survey on who most wanted to be on the list.
In the ranking of Chuang's men, Mo Xiaobai is far ahead, which shows that his charm is extraordinary. He has never seen this side before, so gorgeous that it makes Mo Yao's heart beat faster.
It seems that he is becoming more and more irresistible. It seems that all his hugs and kisses have turned from resistance to habits, and then from habits to nature. Expectation, as if unconsciously, everything is changing, but he is completely unaware of it.
I don't know.
"Brother, dance." Mo Xiaobai's sweaty chest pressed against Mo Yao's chest, and the heat kept harassing his ears, "Dance, brother, I want to see you dance."
Mo Yao is not good at singing and dancing, but he can do it.
He wants to see his brother who is crazy about him.
Mo Yao was stiff. He really couldn't adapt to such an environment, so he stayed stiff. Mo Xiaobai simply grabbed Mo Yao's waist with one hand and led him to dance on the dance floor. Come on, I want to see Mo Yao take the initiative to dance.
, it is better to lead the dance in person, otherwise he will have to wait for a long time.
If he identifies a person, he will go all out to chase him. He will not be discouraged, nor will he compromise, nor will he let nature take its course. He will enter this man's life with a strong attitude, regardless of amnesia,
Or regain his memory, he will fall in love with himself.
This is Mo Xiaobai's tyranny.
He does not allow anyone to covet his brother, nor does he allow his brother to not love him. He has missed so many years in vain, but now every minute and every second is cherished and precious to him.
It doesn't matter if you lose your memory, he and he will create memories between them.
Dancing his youthful body, hot sweat fell drop by drop, from his hair to his forehead, to the tip of his nose, and then down his neck and into his clothes. Mo Yao felt the fire and passion hidden in the body in front of him. He was so enthusiastic.
He declared that he wanted to burn them all. Such intense feelings made him feel hesitant with a bit of... joy.
Infected by such joy and such an atmosphere, Mo Xiaobai suddenly rushed over and locked hands with him. The man's face was red and his eyes were shining with pure enthusiasm, as if this was the only place he focused on.
