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Zhang Shiyun was a little drunk.

Her position is close to Mu Qingyang's, and after being drunk, she nestled into Mu Qingyang's arms openly. At first, Mu Qingyang resisted, so she leaned into Mu Qingyang's ear and whispered: " One last time." Mu Qingyang wanted to push her hand away, but put it on her shoulder.

Zhang Shiyun smiled dryly.

"The last time" is like a spell to Mu Qingyang, a spell at her mercy, and the prerequisite for the success of this spell is to get rid of her.

For a moment, she wanted to really get drunk in Mu Qingyang's arms, and she didn't think about anything.

But not.

Even if she doesn't get his love in the last half of her life, even if she lives in such a miserable life, she doesn't want to let go of Mu Qingyang, even if she has to use some dirty means to force him to submit, she will not hesitate.

Yang Ni, who was holding the wine, came back, seeing Zhang Shiyun's appearance, she was surprised at first: "Is Yunyun drunk?"

Zhang Shiyun didn't speak, so Mu Qingyang had no choice but to answer for her: "It seems to be." His eyes stayed on the wine in Yang Ni's hand for a while, and he frowned.

"Just now I said I want to drink," Yang Ni grumbled, "I brought her all the wine... I don't care, this wine is for you, Handsome Mu, you can drink it for Yun Yun."

Mu Qingyang took the glass of pink wine, but he didn't intend to drink it, he just put the wine on the table.

Yang Ni sat down next to Zhang Shiyun, "Doesn't Handsome Mu give you face?"

Mu Qingyang is most unable to deal with this kind of character, and also least wants to deal with it. His tone is slightly cold, but he has a good sense of proportion. If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear his impatience, "I haven't drunk it yet. over."

Yang Ni was taken aback, she glanced at the table, and sure enough, the cup ordered for Mu Qingyang earlier was still nearly two-thirds full.

Yang Ni smacked her lips, not knowing what to say.

"Then..." Contrary to what the plan was thinking, Yang Ni was also at a loss, "Then wait for Yunyun...let's talk when it gets better."

Mu Qingyang nodded coldly, "Yes."

Zhang Shiyun couldn't pretend to be dead anymore, so she could only back out of Mu Qingyang's arms and sit upright with her head propped up. Mu Qingyang didn't say much, and simply tidied up her clothes twice.

Zhang Shiyun stared blankly at the wine in front of her, and after struggling for more than ten seconds, she made up her mind and said, "Qingyang..."

It's just that she didn't finish her words, and the classmates sitting opposite them all let out a low cry, as if they saw visitors from outside the sky, the boys' eyes were full of interest, and even two boys whistled hooliganically, the girls Their expressions are much more exciting. At first glance, most of them have ugly faces.

Can elicit this reaction in this bar...

Only Wencheng.

Just as this idea was settled in Mu Qingyang's mind, a pair of slender white hands rested on Mu Qingyang's shoulders, circled Mu Qingyang half-empty and half-solid, a few strands of hair fell on Mu Qingyang's face and swept across, followed by It was a face that was close together, with a mixed smell of perfume and hot body temperature. When he opened his mouth, his lips brushed against Mu Qingyang's earlobe intentionally or unintentionally, and he asked in an ambiguous low voice, "Where's your phone?"

cell phone?

Wen Cheng didn't give Mu Qingyang time to recover, he raised his eyelids, his eyes glanced across Zhang Shiyun's face inadvertently, and he simply looked around the table. On Mu Qingyang's shoulders, it was as if he was declaring that this person was his own.

The music in the bar turned down the volume at some point, and the people present did not respond, as if a cool wind came and went, but the people froze.

Mu Qingyang is Zhang Shiyun's boyfriend, and the "Queen" is the number one beauty in "City That Never Sleeps", but this number one beauty suddenly comes to the door, and picks someone else's boyfriend?

"What are you doing?" Zhang Shiyun was the first to react. A woman's sixth sense told her that this beauty was definitely not kind.

Seeing the glamorous "Queen" looking at Zhang Shiyun as if she was seeing a child throwing a tantrum, her long eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly smiled. He put a finger on Zhang Shiyun's lips, blinked with an innocent expression, but leaned on Mu Mu's face presumptuously. On Qingyang's back: "Is this your boyfriend? I'm sorry little sister, I want to borrow it."

Yang Ni had an inexplicable sense of admiration for the "queen", so she couldn't see the Shura field between Wen Cheng and Zhang Shiyun at all, and asked with a grunt, "Could it be truth or dare?"

These words can be regarded as a perfect answer to the questions in everyone's hearts.

The man sitting opposite to Mu Qingyang said with a smirk: "Then why are you picking on the handsome guy Mu? He has his own master and won't be tempted. Why not pick me!"

Wen Cheng's five fingers gently stroked Mu Qingyang's neck, his hair hanging down half covered the smile on his face, and no emotion could be heard in the sentence: "No, this is a big adventure, who is it to pick? I've decided."

Zhang Shiyun could clearly see Wen Cheng's little tricks, and her anger soared. She stared at Wen Cheng's delicate face, wondering where to tear up that face.

As the leading actor, Mu Qingyang finally reacted. He took Wen Cheng's hand away from him without moving, and asked a question that left everyone at a loss: "Are you sure?"

"Very sure," Wen Cheng squinted and smiled, "Handsome guy, for the sake of my good looks, take a risk for me."

Everyone understood that the co-author Mu Qingyang was confirming the object of the big adventure to the "Queen".

Zhang Shiyun panicked for no reason, her eyes flickered back and forth between Mu Qingyang and Wen Chengjian, she grabbed Mu Qingyang's hand like a drowning person grabbing driftwood, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Qingyang...don't go."

As long as he leaves this time, there will be no possibility for them.

Zhang Shiyun didn't know where such a conclusion came from, but she was sure of it in her heart.

The corners of Wen Cheng's lips gradually rose, with a kind of confidence that he was bound to win.

Wen Cheng wears a waist-length wig, smooth and black hair, long curly and thick eyelashes (false eyelashes), and smiling eyes. Although there is a dark alienation, the red mole under his eyes adds a little more to him. He has a seductive style, his clothes are very simple, tight black trousers, a white short T on the upper body, and a short black leather jacket on the outside. This kind of temperament cannot be summed up in the word "cold and gorgeous", It's rare for girls, so it's even more difficult to take your eyes off him.

Two women with different styles possessed this man in their own way——only then did the onlookers realize the strange atmosphere between the three of them.

"This is the 'City That Never Sleeps', little sister," Wen Cheng gently raised Zhang Shiyun's chin, "Come here if you can't afford it?"

Zhang Shiyun was ashamed and angry, "You..."

Seeing that a fight was inevitable, Mu Qingyang suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand of Wen Chengdiao (provocative) play (provocative) Zhang Shiyun. Everyone, including Zhang Shiyun and Wen Cheng, were taken aback. No one had reacted yet. Qingyang got up and pulled, Wen Cheng fell a few steps towards Mu Qingyang's arms unpreparedly, Mu Qingyang didn't explain anything, and pulled the proud "queen" away.

Everyone at the table was dumbfounded except Zhang Shiyun.

This... what's the situation?

Pull the "Queen" into a corner and beat her up?

After all, Mu Qingyang first had the identity of Zhang Shiyun's boyfriend, and then Wencheng was unreasonable to Zhang Shiyun. In everyone's memory, Mu Qingyang was a perfect boyfriend. He dragged the "Queen" away without saying a word, and everyone didn't feel that He was bewildered by the "Queen", and he could only think that he wanted to vent his anger on Zhang Shiyun.

Mu Qingyang pulled Wen Cheng and turned into the nearest staircase leading to the second floor. Mu Qingyang didn't know what the second floor was. There were not many people here, and there were no lights at the staircase. It was only illuminated by the red and green lights in the dance hall. reflect.

It's a great place to talk.

Mu Qingyang let go of Wen Cheng's hand, and was about to say something, when Wen Cheng suddenly pushed Mu Qingyang against the wall, with his hands resting on both sides of Mu Qingyang, the stairway was only big enough for three people to pass by at the same time. When the two men leaned together, they could even hear their breathing clearly.

Wen Cheng buried his head in Mu Qingyang's shoulder and laughed lowly, his shoulders shrugged. Mu Qingyang had calmed down about Wen Cheng's sporadic convulsions. He waited expressionlessly for Wen Cheng to finish laughing. , the two kept a distance where they would kiss at any time, Wen Cheng's breath fell on Mu Qingyang's lips when he spoke, and his voice was hoarse: "Honey, you are so sexy."

From Mu Qingyang's perspective, he could only notice that Wen Cheng's Adam's apple was rolling as he swallowed.

There is someone else who is obviously sexy.

Mu Qingyang took a deep breath, leaned the back of his head against the wall, "I said I can't give you what you want."

"No," Wen Cheng licked his lips subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "You can. You are avoiding me, because you know your feelings very clearly."

Mu Qingyang was startled, and Wen Cheng kissed him from the side. His lips were soft and cold, with the taste of soda still remaining on his lips. The tip of his tongue traced carefully on Mu Qingyang's tightly closed lips, like a hunting dog. Snake, his eyes half-closed lazily, seeming to enjoy or threaten.

Mu Qingyang loosened his teeth in a strange way, and the corners of Wen Cheng's mouth were raised. His hand touched the back of Mu Qingyang's neck, and tightened with pressure, gradually deepening the kiss. His tongue was in Mu Qingyang's mouth. Sweeping slowly, as if tasting an exquisite dessert, the other hand slid down Mu Qingyang's waist, Mu Qingyang narrowed his long eyes, and pressed down the restless hand.

Wen Cheng let out a hoarse and ambiguous voice while panting, which was quite deliberate.

Mu Qingyang froze because of this, Wen Cheng took the opportunity to completely press his body up, rubbing his half-upright lower body against Mu Qingyang, the meaning was self-evident.

Mu Qingyang's breathing began to be difficult. He wanted to end the kiss, but Wen Cheng hooked the tip of his tongue relentlessly. There was a kind of complacency in his eyes, "I'll destroy you, what can you do to me?" Mu Qingyang's eyes gradually Stained with a dangerous atmosphere, as if being driven into confusion by sex, his hand stroked Wen Cheng's long neck and entered his long hair. When Wen Cheng was proud of his skills, Mu Qingyang Pulled off his wig.

Mu Qingyang didn't show mercy at all, and with great force, he tore off Wen Cheng's hairpin together, Wen Cheng took a step back in pain, and Mu Qingyang ended the kiss as he wished.

Wen Cheng's hair was a little disheveled, half of the leather jacket had slipped down due to the back and forth movements of the two of them, and the shoulders were half exposed. The seductiveness in front of the eyes gave people a kind of beauty of being abused, and the desire to destroy in people's hearts expanded infinitely. I want to see how this person is further embarrassed.

Mu Qingyang's Adam's apple rolled silently.