Guandong Yunmengtan

This weekend, the crew of "The Chrysanthemum of Chaos" held a gathering of colleagues. Because of Oscar's solemn invitation, Meng Xiang specially borrowed a suit from a friend, and he was neatly dressed. When he went to the meeting place, he found that he was the only person in formal attire that day. , sitting in the crowd as embarrassed as an extra who ran off the wrong set.

The dozen or so members I met today were almost all new acquaintances, but the actor Hiroshi Nakajima, who played the leading role, was Meng Xiang's "acquaintance". Ivy girls and actresses from all walks of life fought fiercely, and the other party's sweaty cultivation gave him the wings of imagination, shuttled in those magnificent, climax, and tide-filled sensory illusions, and could see all the things in the world without leaving home, with zero experience However, he learned a variety of teasing dramas, which greatly increased his knowledge and broadened his horizons, and he gained great satisfaction both physically and mentally.

Youdao is that the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoy the shade. As a good young man who knows how to repay his kindness, Meng Xiang is deeply grateful to this Ivy actor who is dedicated to the welfare of the majority of otaku. He unilaterally established a deep friendship with him, and often After finishing the "left and right fight", he expressed his high respect for his dedication and dedication.Now I am unexpectedly given the opportunity of solidarity and cooperation. Seeing him is like reuniting an old friend, and I feel very cordial.

Nakajima Kan entered the sea early and has been in the industry for seven or eight years. Now he is only 30 years old. He has a real appearance and a figure similar to Meng Xiang.This is also the general trend of the Ivy world in Japan. Girls and actors are blooming and competing for glory. Male actors are all green leaves willing to be oxen. What they squeeze out is milk, but they eat grass. The income of each drama is up to ten Ten thousand yen, but also obey the deployment, and operate freely between perseverance, rapid slump, persistent efforts, and golden gun. It is really a life for money.As a result, these Ivy actors who are used to being unknown heroes have gradually developed a diligent and respectful low-key style, and eight or nine out of ten can achieve both virtue and art.

A popular actor from the Ivy world crossed over to Jiwei to earn extra money, which undoubtedly gave this weak cast a boost and effectively boosted the confidence of the participants.

The first part of the party was to eat at a Japanese-style barbecue restaurant in Shibamon Daimon, Minato District. The place was chosen by Oscar. The store is open and cheap. Japanese people usually talk like mosquitoes, but when they arrive at the barbecue restaurant, they are full of enthusiasm and the surrounding people are buzzing. The aroma of coaxed meat is lingering, and the atmosphere is very warm. Unfortunately, the crew members are not familiar with it yet, and the dinner style is reserved.

The Chinese like to do business at the wine table, and the work can be settled after a meal. The Japanese don't. Work matters must be discussed in a special meeting, and they can only chat during meals.A group of strangers had nothing to say when they met for the first time, and Gu Yi and Mizuki Shigeru were late for some reason, everyone ate modestly, each with varying degrees of restraint, except for Jin Shanqiu.This tomboy who loves sportswear is the same as last time, she ate without saying a word, just like a scavenger whose mission is to destroy food, her mouth can't be idle for a moment.

Meng Xiang and the assistant photographer sitting next to him are schoolmates, and they managed to find some common topics, chatting nonsense.After more than 20 minutes, Oscar received a call saying that Shigeru Mizuki had come nearby and asked him for the exact location of the restaurant.Oscar enthusiastically went to greet him in person, and soon returned side by side with a tall, long-haired girl.The girl was about 25 to 180 years old, over [-] cm tall, with long, straight black hair like satin, wearing an elegant white dress, an ink blue knitted cardigan, flawless makeup, and a slender figure.

Meng Xiang was wondering why this girl looked so familiar, so she greeted everyone with a sweet smile: "Sorry, I'm late, it's the first time we meet, my surname is Mizuki, everyone can call me Xiaomao."

Who would have thought that such an impeccable beauty would speak like a drake holding her throat, but this is not the point. What makes Meng Xiangshi cracked is that the girl is not a girl. Taste.

Oh my god, why is this person dressed like this? Is he a transvestite?

He is not the only one who dropped his jaw. Several colleagues who had met Mizuki before couldn't keep their tongues open. They said in shock, "This is Mizuki-san? Why did he suddenly change?"

Oscar smiled with lingering fear: "I was also taken aback just now. I thought Mizuki-san couldn't get away, so I asked my girlfriend to go to the appointment for him. Let him explain the specific reason."

Mizuki covered his mouth and smiled coquettishly: "There is nothing to explain. This is just a little hobby of mine. I hope you will forgive me." Then he waved to Meng Xiang, "Meng Sang, I passed by your school yesterday and just happened to see you from school. I came out of the school gate, I didn't have time to say hello in too little time, I'm really sorry~"

He smiled flatteringly, lively and enthusiastic, and his every move was in full compliance with the standards of Sakura Girl. Man suffers from split personality disorder.

Generally speaking, when young women are present at Japanese gatherings, the atmosphere will be more active. Japanese girls have been educated about male superiority and female inferiority since childhood, and they will serve men spontaneously and voluntarily.Today at this table, only Jin Shanqiu is a woman, but she has no sense of femininity, a group of cautious Japanese men will all pretend to be deep, and when Mizuki Shigeru is seated, the situation immediately improves.

"Mr. Nakajima, why don't you try some beef tongue? Mr. Fusheng, would you like a cup of oolong tea? Meng Sang, how about a cold plate of small octopus for you? By the way, try this grilled tenderloin~"

He seemed to be possessed by a waitress, busy up and down during the banquet to serve him, if his voice wasn't too loud, no one would have been able to tell that he was a transvestite disguised as a woman.The Japanese are very accepting of this aspect, and their colleagues quickly passed the adaptation period, and they treated him as a woman calmly. He was flamboyant, and others also made fun of him. scene.

Meng Xiang was still jealous of his rival in love, and didn't want to talk to him, but an adult must distinguish between public and private, he doesn't like to show face in front of his colleagues, Gu Yi took the initiative to greet him, but he also faked a smile to return the courtesy, using the people around him as a cover, and refused to communicate with him.But that kid has a strong sense of presence, articulate and witty, compared to Mizuki Shigeru's pretentiousness, he is more like a courtesan with all sides, easily turning everyone into a moving set.

In such a situation where all the attention was on him, no matter how coldly Meng Xiang ignored it, there would be a sharp contrast with the rest of them, and he had to put on a show to praise him.Whenever he passively pays attention to Gu Yi, this vixen will take the opportunity to flirt with him frequently, with a pair of seductive eyes undisguisedly patrolling his face, every frown and smile are meaningful, just like a male version of Su Daji.Meng wanted to use a sieve to make a pot lid, but he was so angry that he couldn't help substituting himself into Boyi Kao, wanting to beat the case several times and angrily denounce this shameless monster.

Satisfied with food and drink, Oscar organized everyone to carry out the second activity - going to KTV to sing.

This is a national entertainment in Japan, and the little devils never get tired of it. They enter the box and face the karaoke stand, and sing their own voices.Oscar felt that the atmosphere was not enough, so he clapped his hands and said, "I ate so much just now, my stomach is stretched, let's dance together."

Someone said: "The venue is so small, how can a dozen or so people dance? I think it's better to invite a dancer to perform, and we are responsible for applauding him."

Because Jin Shanqiu was the only woman, she was invited to play. Jin Shanqiu chewed on squid shreds and smiled: "I can only punch and break bricks, but I can't dance."

Gu Yi readily recommended himself: "I will, choose a hottest song, let me do it."

Oscar was overjoyed: "Little Wing can dance? Itis wonderful! There are dance scenes in our show, and I was thinking of hiring a dance teacher to teach you the basic movements. It seems that this expense can be saved."

Gu Yi said: "I don't know classical dance, but I can do striptease."

"You hit the mark again. What we are after is the effect of voluptuous dances. Come on, let us demonstrate first. Attention please, everybody. The time to find inspiration has come!"

Oscar Pidian chose an enchanting psychedelic dance, and told people to put away all the drinks and snacks on the long table, and cleared a temporary stage for the dancers.Gu Yi was not at all stage frightened. He took off his shoes and stepped on them barefoot. As soon as the prelude sounded, he had already entered the mood and soon replaced the lights to dominate people's vision.

Meng Xiang had already guessed that he could dance, but he didn't expect him to be so good at dancing. Originally, his slender and smooth figure had taken advantage of it, and his joints were as flexible as if they were filled with lubricant, which optimized his body coordination to the maximum. Flexible as a willow and strong as a whip, it makes any twisting at will look pleasing to the eye.The rhythm of the music is turbulent and changeable, and his dancing posture is also flowing, hot and unrestrained. He unbuttons his shirt while spinning, showing off his wonderful body to the audience, like an ancient totem, exuding a concrete and original sexy atmosphere.The spotlight cast his shadow in all directions, and people were dazzled but kept their eyes on. After a while, they howled like a bewitched voice, shaking their heads to the beat of his dancing, like a group of cultists worshiping the leader.

It’s not that Meng Xiang has never seen a striptease. Over the past 30 years of reform and opening up, the cultural cancer of capitalism has already spread across the land of China. Urban youths of his age can basically see it without being surprised.However, at this moment, there is a demonic atmosphere all around, and a group of demons are dancing wildly. The slutty and charming demon king is trying to challenge his concentration. His eyes drawn symbols on him, and he cursed him with a lewd expression, with the touchstone of morality in front of him, what should he do?

My god, this man is so shameless, his ass is twisted like an engine, no woman can be so flirtatious, I really want to go up and shake him a few lumps (fist)!

He was filled with righteous indignation at Gu Yi's immoral behavior, but Lenovo only went to the step of "dumping him", and what to do next became unknown, and he didn't dare to delve into it, otherwise he would be degraded and fell into the ranks of corrupt morals go.

At the climax of the soundtrack, Gu Yiji was naked on his upper body, and his smooth skin reflected a slight fluorescence due to the thin sweat, like candy that was beginning to melt, making people eager to swallow it.The roar of the audience also reached the highest pitch, hoarse and drunk, Meng Xiang was dizzy from the noise, and suddenly found that Gu Yi stopped facing him, his eyes flickered, like a wolf in the hunt.

His heart was whipped and jumped violently, and he flinched back from the sofa unconsciously. After all, it was too late. Gu Yi took advantage of the favorable position to get on the sofa first, stepped onto the sofa with one step, and straddled his legs face to face with open flames. The human body fragrance bound his limbs like a warm mist, and also awakened the bird in his crotch.

Mom sells batches!

He subconsciously grabbed Gu Yi's arm, but the thought of using force was drowned in the stormy applause and cheers. These unscrupulous devils were all blind, and no one could see that Gu Yi was seducing him, and even took this The close teasing ending was improvised as the finishing touch, and they surrounded them and shouted "Encore".

Gu Yi had no eyes on anyone else, and focused his firepower on Meng Xiang, the explicit spring flowed from his eyes to him, and he couldn't tell whether it was lust or appetite.Meng Xiang was full of fear, his dick was swollen, his body was broken up and down at the waist, half watered and half set on fire, the dire situation was nothing like that.

"I, I'm going to the bathroom."

Finally realizing that he can't go hand in hand with the fox demon, he exchanged a lie for the golden cicada to get out of its shell, ran into the bathroom in embarrassment, stood in front of the urinal, hurriedly unzipped his belt, hoping that the messy hormones would get out of his body with a bubble of urine.

The innocent second child was swollen and purple, vividly annotating the Sichuan characteristic term "hammer". Meng Xiang was ashamed and annoyed, and hurried to open the gate to release the water, but couldn't find the feeling for a while.Before it was too late, the door of the bathroom opened, and Mizuki Shigeru walked in, just in time to meet him face to face.Meng Xiang didn't have time to tuck his second dick back into his crotch, and in a panic, he held it with his hands as a cover. This attempt to conceal it was just inviting people to complain. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Mizuki covered his mouth and smiled cleverly.

"Meng Sang, you are too exaggerated, hehe, no wonder, Xintian Sang's performance just now is too good, not only you, but I think other people also feel it."

"I, I'm not...I mean, I'm just here to pee..."

"Hehehe, don't worry~ I won't tell anyone~"

Mizuki walked over to the urinal next to Meng Xiang and stood still, lifted his skirt and pulled down his underwear, took out something that proved his male identity and aimed at the water.Standing shoulder to shoulder with a man wearing a beautiful skin and peeing, this scene is like a postmodern comedy, Meng Xiang is in a daze, suspecting that he is in a dream.

Mizuki finished his convenience, shook his legs skillfully, tidied up his clothes, turned around and went to the sink to wash his hands, then took out the cosmetic bag in his satchel, touched up his makeup in the mirror, and chatted with Meng Sang through the mirror.

"I'm really tired of the producer. He kept talking about homosexuality with me today. I really want to find a needle to sew his mouth shut."

It is also a habitual problem of the Japanese to go back and forth, which is extremely inconsistent with the traditional Chinese morality of being open and upright. Meng Xiang smiled and perfunctory as usual: "Maybe he thought it was a common topic for you."

Mizuki immediately scolded: "What common topic, do I look gay?"

He said negative sentences, but his delicate figure was interpreting the opposite. Who would believe that he is a straight man?

In order to prove his sexual orientation, Mizuki explained angrily: "Don't think that my sexual orientation is abnormal just because I am dressed like this. I have only liked women since I was a child, and I have no interest in men. But I only like that kind of dignity The elegant Yamato Nadeko, hates the vulgar Taimei very much. Now the Japanese atmosphere is declining. I like fewer and fewer women, but women who dislike them can be seen everywhere. In desperation, I have no choice but to dress myself up as I yearn for The kind of women who look for a little comfort in that."

Meng wants to know that in Japan there are a group of rough guys who love to dress up as women. It is not uncommon to see bearded uncles and white-haired old men in sailor suits and maid outfits at the station and on the street. Being suspected of being gay, I'm afraid that I often mislead gay people on weekdays.

I heard him ask again: "What do you think of Jin Shansang?"

Meng Xiang still practiced Tai Chi: "Oh, I didn't pay much attention, she seems to be quite edible."

Mizuki made a gesture of covering his heart, with disgust on his face: "I swear I have never seen such a rude woman in my life. Watching her eat is like visiting a pig farm. How can a woman eat so ugly? Such a situation~ Oh my god, and her usual behavior is also unbearable, if she is really a man, it’s fine, but she is a woman after all, how can a woman be like that, I can’t use words to describe my feelings, really Her parents are sad~”

After he finished speaking, he picked up bright lipstick and smeared his lips carefully, as if to make it easier for him to spit out sharper words. Neither standing nor walking, I don't know how to deal with it.At this time, a strange middle-aged man opened the door and came in. He was taken aback by Mizuki's back. Mizuki held up a powder puff in the gesture of a Buddha holding a flower, and smiled at the man in the mirror. Jiao Didi said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be there soon." good."