Bai Zhufei said: "It's okay. I'll come here often to play. This is our paradise."
Situ suddenly asked cautiously: "I seem to have heard that Meng Xiaoan seems to be very awesome recently?" He felt helpless with his words.
When Bai Zhufei heard the name of the gang leader, a strange look appeared on his beautiful face, and he smiled sinisterly and said: "If I meet that birdman, I will have my asshole exploded." He seemed to be interested,
He turned to Situ and said, "If you see him, tell me that I, Bai Zhufei, am looking for him to have his anus fucked."
Situ wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a dry smile: "Sure, sure, if I see him, I will definitely tell him."
Bai Zhufei said: "Actually, I really want to meet him. What kind of person is he? Is Meng Xiaoan still a student? My elder brother told me that Meng Xiaoan is a person."
Situ said: "So you really want to see him, or you are not convinced." He was suspected of sowing discord.
Bai Zhufei shook his head and said: "This is not a question of whether I am convinced or not. If I were in his position, I might have gone crazy. Only crazy people have iron-like nerves. I am not unconvinced, but I appreciate it." Yes.
He smiled at the shy Meng Xiaoan and said, "Come here and rub my shoulders."
Situ looked at Meng Xiaoan and guessed Meng Xiaoan's next move.
Meng Xiaoan stood up and walked behind Bai Zhufei. He gently put his hands on his shoulders and massaged them carefully.
Bai Zhufei made a comfortable ### sound: "Is this your first time giving a massage?"
"first."
Bai Zhufei said: "Just keep this for me for the first time. Situ, I want this person. I don't have any objections."
How dare Situ have an opinion? Even if he did, he would wait until Meng Xiaoan said it.
Meng Xiaoan smiled and controlled the strength of his hands very well: "Okay, I'll leave the first time to you."
Bai Zhufei looked up at Meng Xiaoan, smiled, pointed at his lower body and said: "Don't worry, I won't be rough with you when I meet such a handsome guy like you. I am a very elegant person."
Situ said: "Yes, yes, I think so too."
Bai Zhufei exhaled and said, "Okay, I'll go back first. If you need anything, call me. I hope to see you next time." He told Meng Xiaoan his phone number, put on his clothes and pants, and took it out of his pocket.
He looked at his own face in a small mirror for a few minutes until he showed a satisfied look. Then he took the mirror away. Bai Zhufei pinched Meng Xiaoan's face and said, "Take good care of yourself, I treat you as a friend."
Already."
He has no friends since he was a child. At this moment, he "fancies" Meng Xiaoan, or Meng Xiaoan's good fortune.
Bai Zhufei warned again: "Whoever dares to touch a hair on your face will report my name." He raised his eyebrows and left the box with a hidden smile on his lips.
Situ glanced sideways at Meng Xiaoan and saw that he was silent and seemed to be deep in thought. He lowered his head as if he admitted his mistake.
"Okay, don't act pitiful there. You were very eloquent just now."
Situ raised his head slightly and said: "It's just so so, I'm just catching up with Zhufei about old times. Gang leader, what should we do next?"
"Leave the first time to him, and then try the intimidating power of his name." Meng Xiaoan said solemnly.
Situ didn't understand.
"The people here are all respectable guys."
Situ Dao: "Basically, in the middle of the night, I usually put on a mask and look for my partner."
"Oh, there's also a mask dance. What time is it now?"
Situ looked at his watch and said, "It's three o'clock in fifteen minutes, get ready to start."
"Go get two masks, I want to try them too."
Situ stood up, hesitated for three seconds, and said with a strange expression: "Gang Leader, do you really like this place?"
Meng Xiaoan spoke slowly, put his hand on Situ's shoulder, and slowly opened his mouth: "This may be a resource that can be used. There are many sick people these days, but they are not hateful, right?"
Situ couldn't guess his inner thoughts at all, so he smiled, went out and asked for two masks.
"This mask is very delicate." Meng Xiaoan looked at the mask in his hand with interest. One picture showed a lifelike scene of three butterflies flying among the flowers.
"Gang leader, did you really go there?" Situ said.
"Do you think I'm joking? Bai Zhufei is a frequent visitor here, right?"
"Old customer, I know the boss lady very well."
"Is this place owned by a woman?"
Situ Dao: "I heard it was driven by a sad woman. That's what people say outside."
Meng Xiaoan put on his mask and straightened his clothes: "Let's go out. If something happens later, remember to call Bai Zhufei."
Situ thought deeply: "Gang leader, what if Bai Zhufei doesn't come?"
Meng Xiaoan's eyes were charming and he smiled: "It's good if you come, it doesn't matter if you don't come, I'm just trying this person's heart."
What kind of person is Bai Zhufei? Meng Xiaoan needs to find some opportunities to try.
Wearing masks, Meng Xiaoan and Situ walked out of the box. The colorful lights on the dance floor were cast down, showing the crazy state of the demons dancing. Under each of the high-spirited masks was a person who had forgotten his identity. No one would care about you.
Who? Why are you here? No one cares about your identity. The mask on your face can hide all rumors and resentment. The people on the dance floor completely indulge their inner passions like a prison.
The man wearing two ghostly masks took off his shirt and pants, revealing briefs with Mickey Mouse printed on his lower body. He jumped on the stage and performed a pole dance, causing the people below to shout, "Take it off, take it off, take it off. Ghostly"
The man in the mask seemed to understand the mentality of men. He showed off two thighs that were slender than women, and his hands kept moving around his body like a snake.
"That girl is pretty good." Meng Xiaoan emphasized the word "girl" and danced her feet like a robot.
"Have you noticed?" Situ saw Meng Xiaoan slowly approaching the stage. He didn't dare to be careless and followed him.
"Let me play with you." Meng Xiaoan suddenly stood on his head, put one hand on the ground, bent his arm, and suddenly jumped up, landing on the two-meter-high stage.
The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then burst into passionate shouts.
A masked man on the stage made a gorgeous slide and came to the front of Meng Xiaoan. He lowered his voice and said, "You have stolen my limelight." Suddenly he took Meng Xiaoan's hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"Can you dance?"
Meng Xiaoan's eyes revealed a deep smile: "Know what you are doing."
"Then let's do some."
Meng Xiaoan and the man in the ghost mask looked at each other, and then they danced the tango as if there was no one else around.
As soon as the DJ saw the two dancing tango, he immediately played a passionate and fast-paced tango music. "Sing a piece." The DJ threw a microphone onto the stage, and a man wearing a ghost mask volleyed into the air.
He turned 360 degrees to catch the microphone and sang a tango song.
On the stage, Meng Xiaoan and the masked man danced gorgeously and elegantly, passionately and wildly with endless changes. The cross-steps, kicks, jumps and spins were dazzling. Sometimes the singers were passionate and unrestrained, sometimes they were crying, or they were cynical.