At the bar, the man sitting on the high chair is wearing a silver wolf mask. The facial features under the mask are deep and three-dimensional, and he is paired with a well-tailored dark suit, as if he is the king of the night.
The rapidly flashing neon lights shone on him, creating a fatal attraction.
Several young girls around him walked up to him and tried to strike up a conversation with him. Before they could get closer, after meeting the cold and terrifying eyes under the mask, they lost their courage and had to leave in frustration.
Li Juezhou's eyes followed Sang Ning until she was about to disappear on the dance floor, then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Shen Fang.
【Warm wine at the Blue Ocean Bar.】
After sending the message, he held the phone with two fingers and threw it to the bartender in front of him: "Keep it."
The bartender had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly caught the phone. He looked down and saw, isn't this a limited edition phone with only ten units in the world?
Don't ask him why he knows, just ask because he once received one of the guests who owned this mobile phone.
But the guest in front of me is too casual and willful, right? Such an expensive mobile phone was thrown to him casually? Aren't you afraid that he might not catch it and break the phone?
The bartender said that he didn't know much about the world of rich people. The customer had already stood up and left, so he had no choice but to store his mobile phone according to the customer's request.
After Shen Fang saw the news, his vision suddenly went dark, and he almost fainted without control.
What the hell is Wen Jiu doing? Why do things always happen when he is as busy as a dog?
When he received the news from Li Juezhou, Shen Fang had just finished working overtime and processed the case materials and was preparing to go home and lie down.
Okay, I can’t lie down this time!
They just busted a large-scale prostitution ring at the Blue Ocean Bar this year. That place is far less safe than imagined.
Warm wine is really not a worry-free thing. Such an incident just happened, but you haven't learned a lesson yet. Is this a place that a weak little girl like her can go to?
Shen Fang made a call directly and wanted to ask Li Juezhou what the current situation was.
But after the call was made, the phone was turned off.
He didn't give up and tried several more times, but the result showed that it was still powered off.
Shen Fang suddenly felt extremely flustered, as if countless wild monkeys were jumping up and down in his heart.
Damn it, Juezhou is such a badass!
Can you provide accurate information?
Little did Shen Fang know that Li Juezhou was getting caught in the rain and wanted to tear apart someone else's umbrella.
This is what Sang Ning did to him just now. She turned off her phone immediately after sending the message, leaving him alone to collapse.
Li Juezhou also wants to find an enemy to accompany him. Someone must share this grievance with him.
**
On the dance floor.
Wang Qiuhong's purpose is very simple. She just comes to dance and relax.
Afraid of encountering someone with malicious intentions, she found a corner full of girls and gathered with the girls to raise their hands and shake their heads in cheers.
Sang Ning came to a nightclub for the first time and didn't know the routine, so she had to follow Wang Qiuhong closely.
Whatever Wang Qiuhong does, she will follow.
The main ones, Wenjiu and Ximena, were so unreliable that as soon as they entered the dance floor, they went straight to the muscular man disco area.
Sang Ning expressed her inability to accept that these muscular men were twisting more seductively than the young ladies on the dance floor, which really failed them with their strong muscles.
In addition, their expressions were a little greasy. For those who didn’t know, they thought this was a large-scale transvestite show.
"Sang Sang, what are you still looking at? Come on and have fun together!" Wang Qiuhong shouted at the top of his lungs.
Her shoulders were already shrugging forward very rhythmically, and her hands were clenched into fists and shaking forward.
Compared with the wild head shaking of the girl next to her, her dancing posture is already elegant enough.
Sang Ning clenched her hands into fists, raised them high above her head, then moved her hips to the left and her hips to the right, trying to find the feeling of jumping.
While twisting and twisting, she suddenly felt something coming, so she sped up her crotch twisting movements and swung her hands from side to side.
Wang Qiuhong, who had been immersed in disco dancing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing Sang Ning's mechanical dance, he couldn't help laughing and almost vomited from laughing.
Sang Ning felt something was wrong, frowned and asked loudly: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Wang Qiuhong sniffed to keep the snot from flowing out. Who knows, Sang Ning's dancing is really funny.
"Sang Sang, when you dance, it's like the windshield wipers of a car have become sperm. Do you want to laugh me to death so that you can inherit my Huabei?"
Wang Qiuhong finally stopped laughing, but then he remembered that it was a rainy day. When the car wiper was wiping the rain back and forth, Sang Ning's face suddenly appeared on it, and he still had a very serious expression.
She couldn't hold back any longer and started laughing again. No matter how much Sang Ning glared at her, Wang Qiuhong could no longer control her smile.
Sang Ning was speechless, what happened to the wiper? The wiper also has a beautiful arc when it swings, okay?
No matter what, a confident woman is the most beautiful, and disco music requires a free will, as long as you feel comfortable, that’s all.
"You can laugh if you want. I'm going to dance like this and make you laugh until you become immune and stop laughing at me!" Sang Ning decided to let herself go and continued to raise her arms and sway with joy.
"No, no, no, Sangsang, you really make me happy. If I continue to watch you dance, I'm afraid I'll turn into a lunatic from laughing. I'd better go over there and play."
As Wang Qiuhong spoke, he prepared to slowly squeeze through the crowd. When he was about to leave, he said to Sang Ning: "Sang Sang, I went to join the large army. If you are interested in the macho man, remember to come and find us." After saying that, she really didn't show any nostalgia and squeezed through the crowded crowd into the group of muscular men.
Sang Ning sighed deeply, come on, her dancing is so touching, it's just Qiuqiu who wants to play with men, and it's just a deliberate excuse. It seems that Qiuqiu can't resist the temptation of muscular men.
Sang Ning was curious and pretended to dance while observing the three-person team.
Although they were wearing masks, Sang Ning could tell from their actions at the moment that their expressions under the masks must be very lewd.
One of the muscular men grabbed Wenjiu's hands, covered his chest, and then slowly moved down with Wenjiu's hand.
This situation would never happen if Wen Jiu had even the slightest intention of resisting. It was the muscular man who took the initiative to take her hand in the beginning.
But the movement from the chest down is completely the result of Wen Jiu and the muscular man's hand moving down little by little.
Hiss~
The world is declining, and in Sang Ning's heart, the filter of the classical goddess of wine has been shattered.
Looking at Ximena again, she was being danced around by three muscular men, and she was so happy that her teeth almost came out.
In the end, even Wang Qiuhong, who initially said he was only interested in disco music, also fell in love and started to get involved!
Sang Ning was confused, is it really so easy to touch? How about she try it too?