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The night is cool and colorful.

A pair of dark red high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, and the denim fabric tightly wrapped her round buttocks. The light and thin shirt swayed slightly, unable to hide the full waist of the water snake. Her fluttering hair was so wild that it was fascinating. .

It is a quarter past ten, and the night here is thick. When alcohol meets the chemical formula of hormones, this is the paradise lost in the world.

A door to another world.

There are colorful lights here, swirling and flickering from all directions, and even those dark and obscure corners have a warm illusion.

The dark red high-heeled shoes swayed happily with the rhythm, all the way to the front of the bar, and snapped playfully at the blue-eyed bartender.

Soon, a half-full bottle of spirits, a square empty glass.As the liquid gleefully poured into the glass, the blue eyes gracefully made a gesture of invitation.

Sensual lips touched the air ambiguously, expressing gratitude.

The coquettish and alluring eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly drunk but not drunk, the red lips were pressed against the rim of the cup coquettishly, and the throat was sliding gently.

Her hands were slender and strong, with clean nails.

Skillfully lit a cigarette.

In the atmosphere of tobacco and alcohol mixed with English and French, she was immersed in a world that belonged to her and did not belong to her.

Here again, no one can hear anyone.

The sound of music is like a waterfall.Those who shake wantonly, you have the right to vent your inner loneliness and thirst.

Get rid of greedy and molesting eyes one after another.

She's not greedy, she's just having fun.

Next to the seat, one cup, another cup, another cup.

With a pretty face, she came here to get drunk, and she seemed to have turned red.

"Get lost!" She spoke Chinese.Facing the paw touching his upper body, his raised eyes were like sharp blades in a blizzard.The man was taken aback for a moment, and reluctantly left.

The dark red high-heeled shoes looked at this scene with a half-smile.Interesting, high-minded and drunk.

It was about time, the dark red high heels greeted the blue eyes, and pointed to his wine with a smile.

She turned into the bathroom, slightly touched up her makeup, and was about to leave.

When I passed the bar again, the seat next to me was also empty.

Stepping on her high heels, she swung her body lightly to avoid the bloated crowd, and pushed open the door.

After walking a few steps, she stopped and listened attentively.After adjusting the orientation, he took a few more steps, and then paused, so that he could see it.

The woman's yelling and two rough men.

The dark red high-heeled shoes crossed their arms and tilted their heads slightly to watch the show.interesting.

Until there was a hysterical cry from a woman.

She frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.She walked over and patted the shoulders of the two men who were about to succeed.After a while, the two men fled, stumbling and cursing.

The dark red high heels swept across the palm of his hand.

She kicked the woman in the corner with her feet in disgust—the woman whose clothes were almost torn, but remained silent.She decided to ignore it, turned around, just took a step, and stopped again.

Her calf was hugged.She tugged a few times, but to no avail.The slender woman, at this moment, was surprisingly strong, and she refused to let go.

Like drowning, grabbing driftwood.

Under the dark night like an inkstone, there are two people, one standing and the other holding.

After a long time, she lifted the woman who looked like a tattered doll, dragged her into the car, and threw it into the back seat.

Though she thinks the trunk would be a better fit.

The car stopped in front of a hotel.

She threw her into the bathtub and turned on the shower herself.After washing, she went into the room to rest on her own, ignoring the shivering man in the bathtub.

It was a long, long time again.

The man came out, wearing a bathrobe, the belt was tied obliquely around his waist indifferently, his skin exposed to the air was flushed, as if he had washed and rubbed it with all his strength, and a pair of empty and dull eyes hung on his face.

"Do you want me?" It seemed to be a question, but not entirely.

"Oh—" The woman leaning on the bed raised her eyebrows meaningfully, and stroked her lips with her fingertips.interesting.

"come over."

She reached out and easily tore off the strap of the woman's bathrobe, leaving her naked and exquisite.

She stood condescendingly and pushed the woman on the bed.

"What's your name?" She leaned over the woman, playing with it.The woman didn't answer, just emptied.She didn't seem to care about the woman's nonsense, and started to look around, one place after another, every inch was full of beautiful scenery.

The woman below, like a marionette, didn't respond at all.

She was displeased, and deeply felt that the other party did not have perfect professional ethics.She raised her hand and pinched the delicate and rounded Jiaorui on her chest, with a little bit of strength.At the same time, the two lips were bent down, and the tip of the tongue was allowed to lick at the other place.

The woman trembled uncontrollably, and a trace of clarity returned to her eyes.did not stop.

She, very satisfied, slowly slid all the way down.

The woman moaned softly from her lips, and her legs arched slightly unconsciously.

She laughed, and the woman became emotional.Squeeze lightly, twist slowly, wipe and pick again.

The temperature gradually increased.

This room is no longer cold; this night is no longer lonely; this person is already deeply in love and hard to bear.

She kissed the woman's flushed neck, and at the moment of entering the pain, the woman opened her mouth.

"Yan, Tong—"

Her coquettish red lips burst into a smile again, she smiled lowly, and with streamer eyes, she slowly uttered two words.

"Liu Yi."

Day is full of life.

She held the book and sank into the wine-red soft cushion behind her, sometimes scanning a few lines, and sometimes stroking the words with her fingertips to read carefully.Someone beside him brought a well-polished coffee, and the aroma was rich and wafting.

She handed it to her lips and took a sip carefully.

"Hot." The man reminded.

She smiled at the man with a little playfulness, and continued to return her mind to the reading material in her hand.With the hot coffee slowly dissipating, I closed the book until my eyes were slightly sore.Close your eyes and rest.

"It's a rare vacation, so you don't have to stay with me all the time." She enjoyed the feeling of being covered by the warm sunshine at this moment. She was relaxed, with an unprecedented sense of fulfillment, and she would not feel lonely and empty.

For a long time, no one answered her.She reluctantly opened her eyes, this piece of wood has always been so hard to speak.

"Don't you have to go back to your country?" There was a question of concern.

Seeing that person seemed to nod, but shook silently.

Neither of them had ever inquired about each other, neither did she, nor did she.

She got up, stretched her waist casually, her long hair was swaying, and she looked lazy and charming. "Go out to eat and wait for me to change."

The man nodded silently, his eyes drifted out of the window, waiting silently without blinking.

After a while, she moved and turned her eyes away, and her eyes fell on the book on Yuanbai's desk, The Interpretation of Dreams.

Turned over with interest.

Her fingertips slightly touched a small gap, and she looked for that page to read——

A small photo - a natural and handsome girl, but a young girl with the appearance of a student

The woman changed into a royal blue long dress, wore a small necklace pendant around her neck, put on light makeup on her face, and stepped on her feet like a very well-mannered peacock.

"Who is she?" A pair of curious eyes stared at the woman and asked softly.She broke the unwritten default rules of the game between them, she wanted to try her best to clear up the confusing fog at the mouth of the well, to see what intriguing things were hidden underneath.

The woman looked down, and the girl in the photo was so peaceful, her bright smile seemed to come alive with a slow magic power, standing in front of her eyes.

"Let's go." The woman gently closed the pages of the book, sighing from the bottom of her heart, an imperceptible tenderness like water.

The night is thin and cool.

When the lights come on, the streetcars are like water, and people have already changed their masks.The gorgeous feasting and feasting wins countless people in the world.

It's raining, misty and drizzle, it's still that door.

In the same two seats, the icy-faced woman seemed to be greedy for a drink. She drank more, her cheeks were flushed, and her pair of blurred eyes looked at the woman beside her—the arc of her jaw rose gracefully, and her fragrant red lips slightly spit out. The sultry smoke, the tip of the tongue gently twitching the wine in the glass, this seductive gesture is also so intoxicating.

She wants to turn into that smoky, fine wine in the glass, she wants to kiss her.Damn, she wanted to kiss her.Severely bite this mischievous goblin into pieces.

She moved, leaned close to her body, held her in her mouth, and gnawed lightly.This taste, like candied poison, penetrates into the lungs.

The woman's trembling eyelashes revealed joy, and her alluring face was full of satisfied admiration.It's interesting that this taciturn ice cube would be so proactive.

The sparks created by the two sexy beauties are as dazzling as the red manjusawa in the bloody night.Whistle after whistle sounded sharply and loudly, and the teasing that was just around the corner came one after another.

Cigarettes, wine, and beautiful women.The collision between two people of the same sex is far more exciting than that of people of the opposite sex.

The blue eyes are also admiring jokingly. His position can only be described as a special seat, and there is no congestion at all.Regarding the heat of □, it seems that he should look for one tonight.

A kiss, stop.The onlookers were unwilling and clamored for another passionate and interesting one.

The woman took the ice cube that had been blurred into a trance, and walked away calmly.

A good show can no longer be taken advantage of by others.

Misty rain, dark room.

The two beaded and round jade bodies are entangled with each other, and even the silky jade sheet under the ** is so entangled and pleasing to the eye.

Outside the window and inside the house, the fragments of the rain mixed with the fragments of raving, blended together.

"Who is she?" She quietly watched the woman smoking beside the bed, watching the orange-red flower bloom again and again.She asked for the second time today, and the residual warmth of a woman still remained in her body.

She watched the woman inhale the flower, and watched the woman enter the bathroom naked, and there was the sound of rushing water.She didn't want to ask a third time, she lay on the bed quietly waiting for the woman's residual temperature to cool down, like a stagnant water without traces of Tan Bibo.

The night is cold by nature, but this woman is also cold by nature.

The author has something to say: I personally think that this chapter is not meat, really