Games

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Nick has a large men's changing room upstairs, which is usually used for cowherds to change clothes. The cabinets inside are full of various clothes, including dull suits, ascetic shirts, and maid skirts specially designed for men. Cardigans and more.

Nick stared dumbfounded at Xu Jing choosing a piece of clothing to put on: "My God, are you sure you want to wear this?"

"Not good-looking?" Xu Jing wrapped her coat again.

"It's so sexy!!!" Nick screamed while cupping his face, "I can guarantee that man won't be able to hold it in."

"That's great."

"Honey, are you going to make him eat meat?" Nick asked, feeling a little jealous of the old man.

"No, on the contrary, I can't even kiss."

"why?"

"Men, you only fall in love if you can't forget it." Xu Jing blinked.

Nick covered his heart: "Damn, this heart-pounding feeling."

Song Chuanyu drank one sip in the box. Apart from work, he and Coburn had nothing in common, but Edward had a lot. Song Chuanyu heard that they chatted from one woman to another.

This boy Edward really can't tell, Song Chuanyu glanced at him, he is a little shorter than himself, and his appearance is also cute, his girlfriends are uninterrupted, the female client can't resist the charm of this little boy, Maybe this is the recently popular little milk dog?

On the other hand, Song Chuanyu put down his wine glass and sighed faintly, feeling that there is no hope of getting married in this life.

The music in the bar was so loud that the door of the box vibrated. Song Chuanyu took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was 11:30.He was a little impatient with the bar environment, put his hands on his knees, crossed his legs, and started to read the financial news.

The door of the box was pushed open, Song Chuanyu put away his mobile phone, and saw five people walking in - the first four were wearing revealing clothes, the girl was in a three-point style, and the boy was only wearing underwear. Song Chuanyu's scalp felt numb.

The fifth one was dressed very tightly and even put on a coat. Seeing him sitting down next to him, Song Chuanyu heaved a sigh of relief—it seems that he is not the kind of person who takes the initiative. Teach him how to get rid of the cowherd's entanglement.

Edward was flirting with Clementine, Coburn was kissing the boy in the corner, Samuel was hugging and telling the women dirty jokes.

The one beside Song Chuanyu was quiet, with his hands on his lap and his head bowed down.Song Chuanyu took a look, and his eyebrows and eyes were quite good-looking.He dragged the fruit and wine on the table to the boy: "Eat it, just don't be like them." Song Chuanyu pointed to the four, then turned on the phone and continued to read the news.

Xu Jing almost laughed, he bit the corner of his mouth and began to eat obediently.

After more than ten minutes, the four got up and invited Coburn, Samuel and Edward to go to the hall to dance - this is what Xu Jing asked Nick to explain to them before coming.

Those people also knew Xu Jing, and when they heard that he liked the old man in the room, they sneered, and righteously said that assists were his favorite things.

Several people filed out, and the box became quiet.

"Excuse me," Xu Jing said, "Can you stop crossing Erlang's legs?"

Song Chuanyu was baffled, there is such a rule in bars?He put it down in a daze: "If you want to go out to dance, you can go by yourself."

"I'm not going." Xu Jing raised the corners of her mouth, quickly unzipped her jacket, took off her coat, stood up and straddled Song Chuanyu's lap.

Song Chuanyu's first thought was: he looks pretty.

The second thought was: His hands are actually hot.

Xu Jing's hand slipped into Song Chuanyu's clothes along the neckline.

"What are you doing?" Song Chuanyu said coldly.

"I just think you're very interesting. Come to the bar to watch the news. The news is as good as mine?" He raised the corners of his eyes, his eyes were alluring, obviously very charming, but not feminine at all.

Song Chuanyu took his hand out of his clothes, with a half-smile: "I think it's better for you to come down, I will pay more for tips."

"That's impossible." Xu Jing put her hand on Song Chuanyu's shoulder, and moved her whole body closer, almost touching his chest. Only then did Song Chuanyu see that this guy was wearing a black gauze shirt, under the dim light in the private room, Song Chuanyu saw two red spots on the opponent's chest.

It turned out that this guy wasn't Yan Shi, he just kept his back tricks.

Song Chuanyu's hands were on the sofa, and the whole person remained motionless. Xu Jing laughed softly, took the initiative to wrap his hands around her waist, leaned in front of him and exhaled like blue: "Do I look good?"

Song Chuanyu backed away, he was gay, a clean freak, he didn't plan to use the 1 for the first time with Niu Lang.But the cowherd in front of him is really beautiful, Song Chuanyu has never seen such a good-looking one in the gay circle.He made friends with many high-society homosexuals in the country, and planned to develop with some of them, but he didn't feel tempted.As for going abroad, it is even more impossible. Foreigners are not his ideal type.

The one in front of me seems to be Chinese.Song Chuanyu looked at the other party carefully. His eyes were narrow and long, with upturned eye tails. The color of the eyeballs could not be seen clearly in the private room. He spoke standard Mandarin, with thin lips, and the smell of wine burst out of his mouth when he spoke.His back was extremely hot, and Song Chuanyu's hands rested on his waist, touching the thin muscles.

"What's your name?" Song Chuanyu asked.

Xu Jing felt the hands on his waist moved to his shoulder blades and stopped still.

"You can call me Xu Jing." Xu Jing blinked.

"Xu Jing," Song Chuanyu chewed on these two words, "Chinese?"

"Yes, I work in a party bar." Xu Jing rolled her eyes, "is Song always here for the first time?"

"How do you know my surname is Song?"

"Nick told me."

Oh, Nick, Song Chuanyu knows him, the owner of the party bar, Edward seems to know him very well.

"Can you come down? I don't need this kind of service."

"Don't Mr. Song like it?" Xu Jing took Song Chuanyu's hand and put it on her chest, and said softly, "There are infrared surveillance in the private room, if I don't do something, Nick will not pay my salary tonight. "

It turned out that this was the case, it seemed that the other party would not go down.

"Alright then." Song Chuanyu wanted to withdraw his hand, but Xu Jing firmly held it down.

"Mr. Song touch me and make a show in the surveillance." The small piece of skin that was separated by the net made Song Chuanyu burn like fire.

Song Chuanyu had no choice but to pretend to scratch, and moved from the chest to the back of the chest: "Now?"

"Mr. Song is really interesting." Xu Jing pulled him down on the wide sofa, "Come chat, has Mr. Song always been so serious?"

"Almost." Song Chuanyu replied ambiguously, "Nick asked you to accompany me?"

"Yes, he said there was an old man in a suit."

Song Chuanyu's forehead twitched with blue veins: "I'm only 30 years old."

"Yeah, not old yet." Xu Jing smiled, "I checked the Internet before I came here, and the industry's evaluation of Mr. Song is that Mr. Song is elegant, profound, and amazingly talented." As he spoke, he raised his elbow and stared at Looking at Song Chuanyu, "The evaluation is very accurate."

Song Chuanyu was surprised: "Have you checked me?"

"Of course, this is the first step in getting to know the guests."

"How many guests am I tonight?"

Xu Jing narrowed her eyes like a fox, then raised her index finger and made a "shh" expression, "You can't ask this."

"Why?" Song Chuanyu blurted out.

"Because this is a very dangerous question." Xu Jing lay down, "It violates the privacy of our profession." He picked up Song Chuanyu's wallet on the coffee table and shook it, "Mind if I take a look?"

"Please."

Xu Jing opened it, and it really looked like a CEO, with nothing but a few cards and a stack of banknotes: "There is no hot spot, I thought there would be a photo of Mr. Song's lover."

"I have no lover."

Xu Jing pretended to be surprised and widened her eyes: "No way, I know Mr. X and Mr. M have raised several canaries, and Mr. Song is so young and strong..." He touched it with his hands, "Is it not possible? "

Song Chuanyu stood up with a cold face: "Don't touch."

It was already past midnight, and the music at the party bar was even more deafening. Song Chuanyu walked out of the private room to go to the toilet. He saw several couples kissing in the corridor. In the innermost part, the music is completely isolated, and the decoration is clean.

Xu Jing sat on the sofa and took a sip of wine. Song Chuanyu was even less attractive than he imagined, but it didn't matter, he was sure to catch this big fish.There was a three-inch photo in the suit jacket. Xu Jing put on a shirt and asked Nick to take it with a Polaroid. After Nick finished taking the photo, he yelled and heard that he was going to use the photo to seduce men, and he immediately lost his mind.

"Oh dear, you're playing with fire."

"You're right," Xu Jing patted him on the shoulder, "This is called Fangxin Arsonist in China."

Nick didn't quite understand the meaning of the arsonist, but he knew that Xu Jing was determined to win.

Xu Jing opened the wallet, stuffed the photo into the transparent compartment, then took out a credit card and put it in her pocket.

The bar was full of smoke, and the dance floor was even more crowded. There was a high platform in the middle, and there were several naked women standing on it, dancing.

Song Chuanyu was walking back and forth on the dance floor, his shirts were unbuttoned by women along the way, he had a great headache, and finally found the person he was looking for in the deepest part of the crowd—Edward was dancing with Clementine face to face.

Song Chuanyu patted him on the back: "Let's go?" His voice was completely drowned out.

Edward wanted to speak in Song Chuanyu's ear, but Mr. Song took a step back, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message: I'm going to leave.

Edward sent a lewd expression: Mr. Song will go first, I will play for a while.

It seems that it is useless to ask Edward to drive him off. Song Chuanyu came here in the secretary's car today, so he had to take a taxi home now.

Song Chuanyu made a gesture of OK, squeezed out of the crowd the same way, the shirt was pulled by someone, and it was completely open, except for the collar button, everything else was missing.

It was obviously a very embarrassing situation, but Song Chuanyu returned to the private room with the aura of a male model, and Xu Jing posted it: "Mr. Song was raped?"

Song Chuanyu was impatient from the bottom of his heart, but he still replied gracefully: "No, I'm going to go." He took off his shirt, only wearing a suit jacket, and then picked up the wallet on the sofa.

The waiter knocked on the door: "Jing, Nick said that a guest called for you."

Song Chuanyu paused and glanced at Xu Jing. The other party didn't seem to notice him, and replied with a smile: "Got it."

That's right, I can't stop greeting the next one just because I received him, but Song Chuanyu feels unhappy when he thinks that someone will meet this beauty.

Song Chuanyu was going to open the wallet and tip Cowherd. Xu Jing pressed his hand with her left hand, and her right hand went in from the hem of the suit to touch his abdominal muscles: "The tip has already been given by Coburn, Mr. Song's figure is the one I like. What about money, you must order me next time.”

"I won't come again." Song Chuanyu said lightly.

Xu Jing backed away and didn't speak again.

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Thanks for the mines and grenades yesterday [eyes wide open in surprise]

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