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Passing through the channel, rhythmic music rushes out from the speakers in all directions, making the air vibrate.The floor under his feet was made of glass, superimposed with the effect of the pool against the blue-purple lights above his head, it shone like a galaxy, almost dazzled Su Lesheng's eyes, and made him almost fail to see where Zheng Qiyue was going.

"Miss Zheng."

A waiter came up to meet him and nodded to Zheng Qiyue.His voice was covered by the music and sounded vague, "Is the old seat reserved for you, or do you want a box?"

"The old seat, I brought my friends to watch the performance today." Zheng Qiyue said, pointing to Su Lesheng beside him.Standing in a school uniform and shirt amidst the overflowing lights and deafening music, he had a coldness that was incompatible with the environment.

The waiter looked at Su Lesheng calmly, and respectfully led him and Zheng Qiyue to the booth facing the T-shaped stage.Zheng Qiyue sat down on the sofa in the middle, and said to the waiter: "The drinks are the same."

The waiter responded and walked to the bar on the other side of the stage to get drinks.Zheng Qiyue raised Erlang's legs, and gave Su Lesheng a funny look.

"Teacher Su, what are you doing standing there?"

If Zheng Qiyue hadn't reminded him, Su Lesheng really didn't realize that he was still standing.

This is the first time he has come to this kind of place as a "customer", not as a commodity to be displayed and auctioned.But the instinct of resistance and wanting to escape still came out involuntarily. The special restraining stickers in the club got rid of most of the messy pheromone smell for him, but the smell of alcohol and smoke in the room still made him dizzy.

Liang Song was nowhere to be seen, Su Lesheng sat down stiffly on the sofa on the right side of the coffee table, only then did he find a man and a woman dancing on the stage.

But not the kind of "dancing" he understood.

Under the hot music, the two bodies on the stage are very close to each other, using the strength of the waist and hips to push the hips up and down like waves, as if simulating some scenes, and every move is arousing human hormones.

Su Lesheng saw that his face was burning, and he turned his head unnaturally amidst the deafening cheers, and heard Zheng Qiyue's voice muffled by the music.

"Isn't it just a striptease, what's there to be ashamed of?"

When the wine was served, she brought a glass of red and orange cocktail to Su Lesheng's side. Seeing the blush spreading from his ears to the corners of his eyes, she realized something for the first time.

Su Lesheng is really good-looking.

Not only facial features, but also temperament.He is like a tall and straight bamboo tree or a quiet jasmine plant, just sitting there can attract people's attention, which is especially obvious in the happy place full of fat and powder.

After he sat down for a few minutes, several Alphas had already cast interested glances at him, all of which were stared back by Zheng Qiyue.

"Hey, do you drink?"

Zheng Qiyue poured a glass of whiskey with ice and sat down beside Su Lesheng. Before she could persuade him to drink it, the surrounding lights were all dimmed.

The hustle and bustle of the air instantly quieted down, so quiet that everyone's breathing could be heard.

Immediately afterwards, a thin female voice sang in the darkness, in an unknown language, Su Lesheng couldn't understand, and could only roughly distinguish the religious content.

A sense of solemnity came from the depths of the sensual stage, and this perverted aesthetic hook tightly drew his attention.He didn't even realize when Zheng Qiyue sat next to him, he only heard the singing faded after about half a minute.

A beam of white light hit the center of the stage, and five men in long black trench coats appeared in the light.They wore pure white masks that covered most of their faces, and they raised their hands to protect something.

The man in the middle is Liang Song.

No one needs to remind, Su Lesheng just has this feeling.His mind went blank for a moment, and he almost forgot to breathe.

In the next second, classical-style music sounded, and the men lit up the white candles in their hands as they danced.The instant they blow out the candles, the lights come on.

Only then did the audience realize that the men were not wearing trench coats in the traditional sense. The hem was changed to a pleated tail, like a skirt, allowing them to wrap their slender legs and round buttocks in trousers Follow the dance steps looming.

The audience on the booth became excited again, and several of them with restraining stickers on the back of their necks even stood up directly, shaking their bodies along with the rhythm of the music.

"Just to tell you that it's not a loss to come here, right? You still refused to come when I called you at the beginning!"

"I didn't expect it to be so beautiful, but what is this dance, why is it different from the performance just now?"

"Never mind him, just look at the meat!"

In the booth next door, the excited chatter of several audience members reached Su Lesheng's ears intermittently.He didn't pay much attention at first, until Zheng Qiyue touched his arm.

"Hey, do you understand?"

Su Lesheng didn't answer.

Of course he can understand, this is Adam's story.

The well-known Eve was not actually Adam's first wife.His first wife was called Lilith, who was created by God from clay together with Adam. She was beautiful and powerful. She refused to be attached to her husband, but asked to be equal to him.

Lilith's "unreasonable" request angered Adam. He asked God to exile Lilith and created himself a wife Eve made of ribs.

Together with the gentle Eve, Adam thought he had lived a happy life since then, but in the end he was exiled by God because he ate the forbidden fruit, and endured the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The five men on the stage are Adam. When he exiled Lilith, he thought he was a superior who was qualified to punish others, but in fact they were all ants at the mercy of God.

The movements of the men became more violent step by step with the rhythm of the music.The "skirt" black cloak and white shirt lining were quickly torn off by them, revealing the muscular chest and abdominal muscles wrapped by black straps.

Su Lesheng saw the scar on the arm of the man in the middle almost at a glance, lying on the sweat-stained muscles as if he could breathe, looking extraordinarily sexy.

It's really Liang Song.

If the entire "East City" belongs to the Zheng family, wouldn't he be getting closer to the dangerous vortex?

Does he want to climb onto the high branch of Zheng Qiyue, or what does he want to do?

The misunderstanding that was so confusing that night was instantly forgotten by Su Lesheng.He straightened his back anxiously, looking into Liang Song's eyes under the mask.

The lights on the stage dimmed at this time.The arrogant Adam was beaten into the world, and the hot music suddenly became gloomy, but it also contained an unspeakable struggle and desire.

"What's the matter with you today?"

The men took advantage of the opportunity of darkness to change positions, and the companions around him pushed up to the middle position, and gave Liang Song a dissatisfied look: "The reaction is a bit slow."

Liang Song ignored him.

He hid in the darkness, and took advantage of its shelter to look at Su Lesheng on the deck.

It's only been two days since we met last time, why did Su Lesheng lose weight again?The shirt that fit him before hung a little empty on him, like a pale skeleton.

Only those eyes are still bright, like gems deep in the mine.

Did he come to find him, or did he find out about the inextricable relationship between "Dongcheng" and the Zheng family?And why are you with Zheng Qiyue?

Didn't I tell him not to go to places where pheromones are mixed? Did Zhang Peng bring the words?

In an instant, distressed and worried emotions entangled Liang Song's heart tightly like a web.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only look at the face that made him think about it day and night while the darkness covered his figure.But today, the time for darkening the lights seemed to be extremely short. When the light came back on, he and his four companions made a "three two one" countdown gesture in unison, and took off the mask on his face amidst cheers.

Masks made of paper shells flew off the stage like butterflies, and the excited audience stood up and reached out to pick them up, stuffing brand new red banknotes into the underwear of the strippers.

Liang Song never participated in this session, and went directly off the stage into the dressing room. Before he had time to put on his coat, he heard the familiar waiter say: "Someone orders."

"it's me."

Zheng Qiyue stood at the door of the dressing room and waved to him: "Hurry up, I brought friends today."

"Who?" Liang Song put on his clothes in the corner with his back to Zheng Qiyue, trying to make his voice sound normal, as if he didn't know anything.

"Su Lesheng, they are all acquaintances."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Liang Song's back inevitably stiffened the moment he heard the name.

"Ah."

He responded as noncommittal as possible, wondering if Zheng Qiyue seemed to care if he didn't care when he mentioned Su Lesheng.When he turned out of the corridor and saw the familiar amber eyes, he pursed his lips into a polite smile that was neither eager nor indifferent.

The brilliance in Su Lesheng's eyes dimmed immediately, and he gave him the same strange look.

He was hurt by himself, and he was trying to hide it.Seeing this, Liang Song's heart ached, but other than that, what else could he do?

No matter what purpose Su Lesheng came to "East City", he couldn't stay here for long.For this reason, Liang Song can almost use any means, even if he completely turns himself into a "wicked person" in Su Lesheng's eyes,

Even if it breaks his heart...

"I know you all, don't you need me to introduce you?" Zheng Qiyue pulled Liang Song to the booth and said with a smile.

"of course."

Liang Song pursed his lips, and reached out his hand before Su Lesheng could respond.

Su Lesheng didn't evade, shook hands with Liang Song vainly, then pulled his hands away, sat silently on the small sofa beside the coffee table, and moved his eyes to the water reflecting the light in the distance.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but Zheng Qiyue didn't seem to realize it.She and Liang Song sat on the sofa directly opposite the coffee table, fiddling with the empty wine glass: "It's so boring, let's play some games?"

"Okay, what are you playing?"

Liang Song refrained from looking at Su Lesheng who was diagonally opposite him, only the silhouette of his sweetheart under the light was reflected in his peripheral vision, his thin mandibles and back were tense, stubbornly concealing his chaotic emotions.

He didn't seem to want to stay here for half a second, but why didn't he leave?It didn't take long for Liang Song to guess the answer, because Su Lesheng's slender wrist was empty, and the old watch was gone.

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