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The performance is coming to an end, and it has reached the encore stage. The prelude of arusapart slowly sounded. Bo Jing raised her wrist and took a sip of her wine. Because she was looking at the stage in a daze, she wanted to lean against the wall at the same time. She didn't notice that she accidentally tripped. There is a person, "..."

She hurriedly pulled on the other's wrist, lowered her eyes and wanted to apologize, "I'm sorry, didn't the wine spill on...you?" But the moment she met the other's eyes, she felt that time had stopped.

Nearly an hour after the performance, she almost forgot about it, as if this was the beautiful girl who bumped into her just now.

"..."

Bo Jing's speech slowed down, and it took two seconds to look at the person in front of her.The other party was wearing a black sleeveless thin shirt and slim leggings. Although he was leaning against the wall, when the light occasionally flashed, he could see the delicate eyebrows and dazzling red lips that could not be concealed under the long hair.

At this time, just as she lifted the cigarette in her left hand to her lips, Bo Jing grabbed her wrist.

Obviously, the other party was also stunned for a moment, but the next second, she bent her lips when she saw Bo Jing, "It's you," after she finished speaking, she looked down at herself being held Clenched his wrist, and then glanced at Bo Jing again.

"..." There was a smile on her lips. Although she didn't say anything, the meaning in her eyes was obvious.

"..."

"Feel sorry."

Bo Jing let go of her wrist in a little embarrassment, and apologized for her gaffe, but the other party took a deep look at her with a clear smile, "It's okay, we're even."

At this time, the prelude to the music on the stage changed, and both of them looked at the stage at the same time, "..." Seeing that the girl didn't look at her anymore, Bo Jing leaned against the wall next to her.

It is a famous post-punk band in the UK, and the song arusapart, which is being sung on stage now, is one of the most famous songs.

This song has a lot of background. It was originally written when the lead singer iancurtis and his wife deborahcurtis's marriage collapsed. The whole song is a satire and "retaliation" of the song gether by captain&ille. Later, iancurtis committed suicide. Everyone said that he Human self-destructive tendencies are all in this song.

What Su Yuan said is correct, in fact, Bo Jing is not that fond of the New Wave, her favorite is Hou Peng, strictly speaking, she came here with her friends today, and the two of them are just listening to this song.

Apparently, as soon as the music started, the punk pushed her way forward and never looked back at her.

And Bo Jing herself obviously likes it so much, but her attention is completely uncontrollably shifted to the person next to her.

"..."

The girl was leaning softly against the wall, her eyes were gazing at the sexy lead singer on the stage, her slender wrist was raised, and she occasionally licked the cigarette with her thin lips, which curved into an arc.

"tarusapartagaarusapartagain"

Bo Jing didn't know what was wrong with her, her eyes couldn't help but drift to that person.

"..."

Completely different from the lazy style of the original version, she seemed to feel the voices spreading around her like water waves, and then felt a little hot all over her body.

Finally, the last song ended, and the audience cheered.

The moment the music finally stopped, Bo Jing suddenly felt that the surrounding noises were so far away that she didn't seem to be around at all.Finally, the girl seemed to have noticed her gaze, and turned her head to look at her, "..." When the two eyes met again, they lasted for several seconds in the darkness.

The two eyes were glued together, and gradually, the eyes of each other became a little subtle.

This subtle and ambiguous atmosphere was too obvious, and both of them felt it clearly.

Bo Jing felt a kind of heat surge up in her heart, her eyes became deeper, and she opened her mouth as if driven by some emotion, "You..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she watched the other party throw away the cigarette, then slightly raised her lips, turned sideways and stroked her waist, "..." There was a pleasant smell at the tip of her nose, and Bo Jing I felt my breathing stopped for a moment.

Just like the sound of music that just stopped at this moment, the whole ear became messed up by the sudden silence.

after all.

Bo Jing felt that the other party pressed her against the wall, and then leaned forward, almost sticking to her body.The distance between the two is very close, so close that even the bright red thin lips can be seen very clearly.

Bo Jing's eyes gradually became a little out of focus, she didn't understand what this unfolding meant, but her breath was full of warm exhalation, she just wanted to kiss it immediately.

……

But she seemed to be thinking too much.

The pair of dark eyes looked deeply into her eyes, the girl's thin lips curled up, and she quickly missed Bo Jing's downward kiss, "..." She smiled lightly, raised her head and brushed away Bo Jing's hair , sticking to Bo Jing's ear and said, "It's over, my dear."

Bo Jing was a little annoyed because the kiss didn't happen just now, but in the next second, she was a little heated by the soft voice, and she heard the other party finally said with a smile, "...What are you still thinking about?"

Then, he let go of her with a half-smile, glanced at her, then turned and left with the crowd.

Just as he suddenly leaned over to touch himself just now, the man left without any hesitation.

Only Bo Jing was left leaning against the wall for a long while without reacting, "..." She stood there, and after a long time, she climbed up with a feeling of embarrassment, turned around and saw the punk girl standing aside, It seemed that she had seen the scene from beginning to end.

The punk girl looked at her with deep meaning in her eyes.

"What do you see me doing?"

Bo Jing felt so embarrassed, she didn't know what kind of bad luck happened tonight.

……

At this time, Su Yuan walked over with Zhong Ning in her arms. She smiled and invited the two of them, "Do you want to go to another club to continue playing?"

"..."

Perhaps because what happened just now was too inexplicable, Bo Jing took a sip of wine and agreed without hesitation.

It was one o'clock when we got home.

Just as Bo Jing pressed her fingerprints at the door, she received a call from the punk girl, "Laura, are you home?" She heard the familiar question, turned on the phone, and walked into the huge apartment.

"Well, I'm home,"

She quickly took off all her clothes and threw them casually to the sofa. She was almost naked, wearing only a pair of underpants. She walked barefoot to the kitchen counter and stood there. Her long black hair hung down her shoulders, and her waist was full to hold. From the back, the graceful and slender curves are very attractive.

Then the voice of the punk girl rang out in the empty apartment, "I got home so late, didn't Su Yuan just say that he wanted to take you home, why didn't you agree?"

When Bo Jing heard this, she sneered, "A two-seater Aston Martin said she would take me home, is she kidding me?"

As she spoke, she took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, then leaned naked against the kitchen counter, raised her head and said, "Don't you know that all the girls who took the Suyuan car were pregnant later?"

"I don't like being fucked by her, I'd rather walk home than ride in her car."

The punk girl laughed on the other end of the phone, "I'm already imagining Su Yuan picking on you."

Bo Jing raised her lips and said, "Shut up."

Then, she raised her head and swallowed a few sips of ice water, then lifted a vest from the sofa and put it on, "But I would be willing if Ruan Mu sent me home." Her words sounded as if she had never forgotten Ruan Mu .

"It's a pity that Ruan Mu already has another owner, so it's useless if you talk about it,"

The punk girl continued to laugh at her on the phone, "You should go hook up with the girl you met in the club today. I think you like her quite a bit, but it's a pity that she has no intentions of you."

Just as Bo Jing picked up the cigarette case, she gasped when she heard her words, "..."

As if those provocative whispers echoed in her ears again, Bo Jing had to admit that she was really moved at that moment, but she was tricked by the other party in the end.

Bo Jing felt a little embarrassed, didn't make a sound, and walked to the French window in the living room, "Okay, have a good rest, I'm hanging up," she said casually.

This is a high-end apartment near the Thames River. Standing by the window, you can see the night view of the entire core area. Bo Jing only wore a vest and stood at the window smoking for a while.

"..."

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Bo Jing glanced at it, and it turned out that it was Barclay who brought her vp and called at such a late hour. She frowned and answered, "David, what's the matter?"

A male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Don't go to the office tomorrow morning, go directly to UBS."

Bo Jing asked directly, "What are you doing at UBS?"

The man replied, "There is a project, remember to bring your business card and wear formal clothes..." At this point, he suddenly stopped, "You must wear formal clothes, long-sleeved shirts, long sleeves, remember."

Bo Jing laughed lightly when she heard the second part of his sentence, raised her hand to flick the cigarette, looked at the tattoo on her forearm, and replied with a smile, "Okay, long sleeves, I understand."

She hung up the phone immediately.