Xiao Rong happily enjoyed the beautiful lady doing his hair, and felt so happy. Now that he successfully picked up girls, he was really grateful for his long hair.
I remember growing my shoulder-length hair just for the sake of a breather. Xiao Rong fell in love with a girl, but he didn't want an art boy with long hair to snatch her away. The girl said she was very handsome with long hair. He has a unique temperament and looks like an artist.
Just because of this, Xiao Rong became famous. Damn it! The long hair that is neither male nor female is an artistic temperament. Damn it, then if I keep my long hair, wouldn’t I be more chic and suave than Song Yu? I’ll keep it for a while. Look, I am so amazed at you! When the time comes, your eyes will fall all over your face and you will regret it. So I grew my long hair for Xiao Rong. It was quite uncomfortable at first, but then I gradually got used to it, and my long hair was fluttering. Although shoulder-length hair is not long hair for girls, it is definitely long hair among men.
He didn't feel very good about himself. When he first came home, the old man couldn't help but look at his long hair and said, "You finally have a manly feeling. Damn! Long hair is an artistic temperament and a manly feeling. Xiao Rong was helpless. She smiled, and from then on, long hair followed her for these temperament characteristics.
The breath of the beautiful waitress Ruolan lingered deeply and lightly in Xiao Rong's ears. It was tickling. Xiao Rong couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hug the beautiful waiter's buttocks. The fragrance was soft into his arms, and his big pairs were instantly filled up. It felt so good. Those plump buttocks must be deep and delicious.
The beautiful waitress felt Xiao Rong's big hand covering her butt. With a strong tug, she took off the second senior brother's mask from Xiao Rong's head and pulled off a strand of hair. Xiao Rong couldn't help but feel the pain. I stamped my feet, covered my scalp, sucked my mouth and cried out that it hurt.
Damn it! This little beauty was so cruel, she used my hair as a straw and pulled it out.
The beautiful waitress glared at him fiercely, threw her mask on the case and stood aside sulking angrily, her little face turned red with anger, wasn't this an unabashed act of eating tofu?
She even helped him, but did not criticize him. This made Xiao Rong feel inexplicably warm, a considerate girl.
"Thank you, beauty." Xiao Rong shamelessly thanked the beautiful waiter, "I saw white powder on your butt just now, so I couldn't help but want to take a picture of it for you. After all, you helped me untie my hair. If there is any offense, Please be patient, beautiful lady."
The beautiful waitress quickly looked back at her buttocks, wasn't it? There was really white powder on it. She probably accidentally rubbed it on the wall of this room. It looked particularly conspicuous in the light blue professional attire.
Her face turned redder now, not sure whether it was because she misunderstood Xiao Rong or because she blamed herself for her own behavior.
Xiao Rong smiled with relief, lowered his head and chose a monster mask again, then took a deep look at the beautiful waiter and left the mask room decisively.
Don't be entangled all the time. It's also for the next time to get close. If you withdraw your troops in time, you will leave an endless aftertaste.
Xiao Rong knew that he had successfully attracted the attention of the beautiful waiter. He must have been particularly impressed with him and would definitely remember him next time he came.
In fact, the white powder on the beautiful woman's butt was from his hands. Xiao Rong discovered that this mask room was newly partitioned. The walls of the room were only hastily treated and were not painted white. The white powder would stick to his hands as soon as he touched it.
Of course, Xiao Rong's teasing with hands covered with white powder will leave traces of the crime. This is also Xiao Rong's method. He uses the white powder on his hands as a little hero to save the beauty, pretending to beat the white powder, eating the tofu, and doing a good thing.
.The beautiful receptionist was completely tricked.
Otherwise, Xiao Rong is becoming more and more sophisticated in his methods of picking up girls, and he can use anything at his convenience.
Coming out of the mask house, Xiao Rong merged into the deafening waves of music again.
Under the cover of the mask, each beautiful woman is doing her best to be seductive and provocative, while each handsome guy is even more vulgar. This creates a chaotic scene that makes people excited.
Thinking back to primitive society, where men and women lived in groups, life was probably chaotic like this.
Xiao Rong ordered a polar volcano cocktail, which is a highly concentrated liquor that most people would not dare to order.
Xiao Rong sat silently at the bar, gently swaying his body to the music, and swirling the fiery red liquid in the goblet. He took a sip from time to time, his eyes greedily flicking over the beauties, and his heart followed.
The spring breeze is rippling, which is extremely comfortable.
"Handsome boy, let's dance together?" A sweet voice came, interrupting Xiao Rong's thoughts. The voice was so sweet that it seemed to melt people.
Huh? Is it fashionable these days for men to be hit on?
Xiao Rong could not refuse this flower fairy with a beautiful and intoxicating voice. Her figure was hot and perfect. She must be a super beauty.
Why not invite a beautiful woman? Xiao Rong nodded excitedly.
"Handsome guy, you have to buy me a drink first. You can have fun with wine." The sweet voice sounded again.
Damn it! I took the initiative to strike up a conversation and even asked for a drink. Isn’t this an obvious robbery? Well, who made me agree? A glass of wine only costs a few dozen yuan, and in exchange for a dance, I can have close contact with a beautiful woman.
Damn worth it!
"Waiter, have a cup of Polar Volcano!" Xiao Rong thought, I'd rather drink you to death and make you faint in my arms.
"No, little brother, I want this." The flower fairy with a sweet voice pointed at the expensive wine displayed in the window with her slender hand. When Xiao Rong saw the price, he was shocked to death!
Sweat! 10,000 yuan is enough for a bottle! Damn nectar doesn’t have to be so expensive, right? Can one drink it and ascend to heaven? 10,000 yuan is enough for him to spend for several years.
He only has a total of 100,000 yuan in his bank card, which he earned as a college student at a normal college by sacrificing his vacation life as a tutor during the summer. He has been reluctant to spend it, holding it in his hands and dreaming of making money one day.
You can pay him a tenth of the price of ten thousand yuan. This is too cruel. What kind of girl is worth this money? Hina's first time is not worth this price either. Who the hell are you?
Just ask me to buy you a drink for 10,000 yuan, shit!
This price is beyond the reach of a poor student like him. I really thought he was a rich second generation and his father was Li.
Xiao Rong shook his head, "Sister, I am just a poor student!"
Upon hearing this, the woman's face seemed to darken slightly. After all, she couldn't be seen with the mask on, but the disappointment in her voice was clearly audible, "Can you treat me to a drink? Grandma, I have never been drunk before.
For a thousand yuan of wine.”
There was a hint of disdain in the woman's delicate voice.
Damn! She turns out to be a wine sales girl. She sells drinks to make money. She uses her beauty in the bar to treat people to buy drinks and earn tips. She probably helped sell a bottle of wine worth 10,000 yuan. Can she get it?
Not much.
Just because of this, you still despise me. I don't fucking cheat and am an upright person. Why do you despise me? I'm just a person who makes money with my body.
"I only have one hundred yuan in my pocket." Xiao Rong looked like a dead pig, not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
The woman finally surrendered and said, "Too bad luck, give me a bottle of Erguotou."
The boy at the bar smiled and handed the woman wearing the flower fairy mask a bottle of Erguotou, and then said to Xiao Rong, "One hundred yuan!"
Damn it! It’s so damn dark. Erguotou, which costs just a few dozen yuan outside, actually costs a hundred yuan here. This kind of wine is familiar to Xiao Rong. This is the kind of wine the old man drinks. He can’t afford other wines.
Such a bottle of wine costing tens of yuan is really incompatible when placed next to a high-end wine worth tens of thousands of yuan. It looks like a country girl standing on an international T-shaped stage, and it looks awkward no matter how you look at it.
.It seems that Erguotou is prepared for poor people like Xiao Rong.
Xiao Rong dug out the soles of his shoes for a long time before pulling out a crumpled hundred-dollar bill, holding it between his two fingers and handing it to his younger brother.
The younger brother frowned and did not dare to answer it, because he had just seen that Xiao Rong had dug it out from under his foot, and there was a smell of foot odor.
"No? Do you want to give it to this sister to drink for free?" Xiao Rong said with a smile, as if he was a good boy even if he got an advantage.
The younger brother looked at the Flower Fairy, took out a pair of disposable gloves from the drawer and put them on, then took the money, tore off a piece of tissue and wrapped it up.
Seeing his little brother's unhurried movements, Xiao Rong couldn't help but want to laugh. His grandma was so damn good at pretending. If she hadn't seen him take it out from the sole of the shoe with her own eyes, she wouldn't have taken it.
Seeing his younger brother taking the money, Xiao Rong made a very gentlemanly invitation gesture towards the flower fairy.
Hua Xianzi hesitated and finally slid onto the dance floor with him.
Xiao Rong was twisting his body crazily in the colorful neon lights, leading the flower fairy to spin in the world of music. Sometimes he stretched out his arms to hug her soft waist, and sometimes he inadvertently touched the softness of her chest.
Sometimes he would put his big hands on her buttocks and eat all the tofu, but he didn't feel very excited.
I intuitively feel that this woman has to dance so intimately with so many men a day, and is touched by so many men. Perhaps her body senses have long been numb, and she cannot feel the impulse of skin-to-skin contact between men and women at all. Such a woman is useless even if she is held in her hand.
Tasteless.
Suddenly Xiao Rong lost interest, left the flower fairy and ran back to his seat alone, and continued to drink his red polar volcano. Good wine requires a beauty, but how can a beauty find something to tempt him in this chaotic place?
It's easy. Although Xiao Rong is happy, he is not really a fool. If he is not interested, has no interest, and has a sense of aloofness that does not belong to this circle, maybe it is just because he has not experienced human affairs yet and still has imaginary men and women in his mind.
Love, because it is more unworldly.
Xiao Rong was drinking heavily when a glass of Polar Volcano fell into his stomach, and his body became inexplicably hot. The alcohol began to exert its power and burn his body.
This was another beautiful woman walking up to him. When he heard the footsteps, Xiao Rong raised his head. He was so frightened that he staggered back and almost fell down. Damn it! What kind of mask do you want from your daughter's house? It's not good to make an innocent ghost with bleeding from all the orifices.
The image, under the colorful neon lights, can scare people to death.
"Haha." The girl laughed loudly and wildly, her voice as melodious as a silver bell, just like the tinkling fragrance of clear mountain spring water in an empty valley, with the lively and pretty fresh feeling of nature.
Xiao Rong couldn't help but feel bright in his heart. This is a girl. She has the capital, so she dares to wear the mask of the wronged ghost with seven orifices bleeding. And the flower fairy is probably already a MILF.
Only then would she use a flower fairy mask to pretend to be innocent. A girl in her youth would naturally like to dress up in alternative ways, because youth is herself.
Xiao Rong was inexplicably excited, and at this moment he was also a little drunk, and the beauty in front of him, who was bleeding from all her orifices, was even more fascinated by his eager heart.
"What, do you want to buy me a drink?" Xiao Rong smiled meaningfully, his eyes full of ridicule.