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Zhao Qiqiu had already lined up, and Minglou came out with a normal expression. There were a few people between the two of them, and they didn't speak to each other, and even tacitly didn't intend to ask each other the specific purpose of coming here.Of course Zhao Qiqiu knew what Mingminglou was here for, but on the side of Mingminglou, he seemed to have already guessed why he was here.

Zhao Qiqiu could feel the scorching eyes on his back, but he was almost used to it. When the security guard looked him up and down, Zhao Qiqiu smiled slightly, and the security guard waved inward.

Zhao Qiqiu walked through an extravagant and fragrant corridor without stopping, the music in his ear gradually became louder and louder, until when he turned a corner, the walls on both sides stretched out instantly, his eyes went dark, and suddenly he saw the huge dance floor, crowded young people Men and women, deafening rhythms, and dazzling lighting effects rushing towards your face, the air seems to be full of exciting factors, drilling into your body along the hot air.

In general entertainment places at night, the temperature of the air conditioner will be much lower than usual, because it is more conducive to resisting people's natural drowsiness.But this nightclub is not the case. The temperature is like a midsummer night. People are more likely to sweat profusely when they gather together, but they still linger in it, and even hope that the more crowded and hotter the better.

The air is warm, and people are approaching and touching each other inadvertently amidst the exciting drumbeats. They are clearly strangers, but at this moment they seem to be very familiar, and they even wish they could get closer and more intimate with each other.

No one can experience this kind of devotion and paralyzing excitement in other places.

If it was a nightclub opened by a snake, Zhao Qiqiu felt a little uncomfortable as soon as he entered, and the memory of his previous life told him, never, never cross the dance floor, and don't ask him how he knew.

Zhao Qiqiu walked in along the scattered tables on the edge of the dance floor until he reached the huge curved bar in the corner, sat down on a separate high table, raised his hand and ordered a large glass of draft beer-in short, in this nightclub, don't order anything but beer Don't ask him how he knows anything other than that!

The smell in the air, the temperature, mixed with a faint evil spirit, seemed to be hatching some unspeakable things all the time.

The evil spirit here comes from the staff and also from the guests on the dance floor. Zhao Qiqiu only smelled it for a while, and then he felt his chest tightness, and a restlessness floated up in his heart. The bodies of those people on the dance floor became beautiful one by one. , seemed to keep inviting him to go down, and embraced each other in the obscure darkness.

When he was really here, Zhao Qiqiu secretly thought it was bad, saying that he was really young now, and he was a little angry.What about Mingming Building? Is he alright?

Picking up the beer mug and taking a sip in a gentle manner, Zhao Qiqiu glanced over and saw that Mingminglou was sitting in the booth not far from him, with nothing unusual on his face, so he was relieved.

That's right, how could the big brother fail because of this scene, even if he couldn't bear it, he went down to dance... Let's forget it!

Looking at the dance floor from the side of the bar, it is really clear, not to mention the scene of a group of demons dancing wildly, but also to withstand a lot of hot-eyed scenes, Zhao Qiqiu saw that it was a bit unsuitable for young people, and immediately decided that if Ming Ming went downstairs to the dance floor later, He will definitely help and prevent the flowers of the motherland from being poisoned.

Zhao Qiqiu didn't look for anyone, because he knew that when the time came, the person he was looking for would come to him.

Sure enough, after he sat at the bar for an hour, the bartender at the bar left for a while, and not long after he came back, there was another person beside Zhao Qiqiu, blocking his view of the dance floor.

The dry and hot air seemed to be blown away by the cool wind for a moment, and soon the surrounding heat gathered again, and Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help but picked up the third glass of draft beer.

"What's the point of just drinking beer?" A pleasant male voice with a smile sounded from the side. Because the music was too loud, the man leaned his upper body slightly and approached him, with a cool fragrance on his body: " Bad mood?"

Zhao Qiqiu put down the big cup, slowly raised his gaze, and finally saw that smiling, unfamiliar yet familiar face.

When the man sat down, the men and women around him, including the edge of the dance floor, couldn't help but look over.

It's really because this person is too good-looking, under the light of the bar, his brows are heroic, his phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, his pupils are of a suitable depth, revealing a warm and harmless luster, and the tall nose with the bottom seems to be stained with wine-colored red Lips, a smile is really heart-warming.

Not to mention the demeanor around this man, looking at him, someone came towards him like moths to a flame, but was stopped by security guards who appeared at some time.

In contrast, Zhao Qiqiu's appearance is much ordinary now, he is looking at the other party, and this person is also looking at Zhao Qiqiu.

After watching for a while, Lan Zhuqing confirmed that the young man in front of him was really indifferent to the dance floor below.He had obviously been sitting here for an hour, but those eyes, which were as deep as a pool of water, were still lazily calm.

This man really has such determination.

Lan Zhuqing understood that even if the human being in front of him continued to sit here until tomorrow morning, there would be no other emotions on that faint expression.At that moment, his gaze shifted vaguely from the ordinary-faced young man for a moment, from the pale and clean neck, to the straight and cold shoulder bones, to the slender and well-proportioned arms, to the fingertips lacking in blood, and to the waist that gradually gathered... …

The smile on Lan Zhuqing's face grew wider, and she casually said to the bartender, "Something else, please."

He did things like tempting people to fall from the high altar. He once claimed to be an eminent monk. After tearing off that holy mask, the inside was not as clean as he said.

When Lan Zhuqing appeared, Zhao Qiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Lan Zhuqing came, today's task was mostly completed.

At that moment Zhao Qiqiu said: "No need, I'm leaving."

Just as he was about to get up, a cool hand covered the back of his hand. Lan Zhuqing's eyes were full of gentle and friendly invitations, and he said softly: "Don't refuse me, I'm in a bad mood today."

This time he didn't deliberately get closer, but the voice got into Zhao Qiqiu's ears. At first it sounded like a request to show weakness, but after thinking about it carefully, it sounded like a threat. Zhao Qiqiu stared at him for a few seconds, Lan Zhuqing said again : "Just two cups."

Zhao Qiqiu sat down again, and there was a jingle, and two rows of wine glasses were pushed along the bar.

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." I believe you are a ghost.

Lan Zhuqing stared at the person in front of her, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, drank three glasses in a row, licked her lips after drinking, and then smiled: "Don't be afraid, it's all mine. If you say two glasses, you can drink it." Two glasses." After speaking, he slid out a glass of orange and a glass of dark blue from his two rows of wine, and the two glasses fell in front of Zhao Qiqiu.

As if drinking with Zhao Qiqiu is the only way to have fun, he also drank several cups in a row, just looking at his eyes, he would even think that he has fallen in love with Zhao Qiqiu.While drinking, Lan Zhuqing handed the second glass of wine to Zhao Qiqiu.

Zhao Qiqiu felt a gradual numbness in the depths of his body, and the warning bell rang non-stop in his ears, so he couldn't help showing a smile, looking at the coquettish person in front of him.

He thought to himself, the surname Lan is as cunning as you, and he has never really had blood on his hands, but I don't need to say, you are not a thing if you hang out with that trash snake.The last time I let you slip away, it was the warden who was not deeply involved in the world. This time, I will show you what fishing law enforcement is.

Zhao Qiqiu didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the wine he drank, and seemed to really want to leave early, so the second glass of wine was delivered to his lips without hesitation.

Suddenly a hand came in and roughly snatched the cup from Zhao Qiqiu's hand.

Zhao Qiqiu raised his eyes in astonishment, and saw Mingminglou's whole face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said coldly to Lan Zhuqing, "Get out!!"