C1 A Young Woman in a Bar

While I was drinking my wine, Bighead suddenly prodded me with his arm. "Zhu Ming, quick, look, there's an exceptional one over there."

I turned my head and looked back. It was still a group of men and women on the shaking dance floor, mixing in with each other and stepping on the strong rhythm of the Dee Bar. They shook their heads and shook their heads. The women with white legs and thin arms and white chest twisted their bodies to let the water flow out of their mouths.

"Which one?" I glanced at him. "There are women everywhere."

Bighead pointed excitedly to the left side of the dance floor. "Over there, the one wearing the black suspenders and tight jeans. Do you see that?

I scanned the area before finally locking on to the woman. With her back to him, she raised her hands above her head, and there she was, alone, swaying to the rhythm. Blue cowboy with round buttocks, black sling close to the body, showing a beautiful waist line, let me see for a moment.

"Look at you, you idiot. What, are you infatuated with me?" Bighead asked with a smile.

I came back to my senses and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "He's really f * cking tyrannical. This body isn't something an ordinary woman can compare to! "F * ck, don't be a back killer."

"With this body, even if I grow into a dinosaur, I'll do it willingly! If you turn off the light, it will feel so good in bed. "

"You want to fuck her?" I asked with an evil smile.

"Bullshit!" The two brothers didn't come here to drink! " Bighead rolled his eyes at me, "Why don't you take a girl with you tonight? How can you face the wine on the table!"

After saying that, he moved closer to my ear and looked at the group of people beside me. "Look at the table next door. Not long after those three men got on the table, they started fighting with the other girls! We have to increase our offense, find the right target and attack immediately! I don't want to go back and sleep with a pillow. "

I looked next door. Shit, that's it. The man and woman who were previously strangers to each other were now sitting together in private. A girl was even laughing in the arms of the man beside her. They looked to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, but they were all dressed in revealing clothes and were wearing heavy makeup.

Bighead said mysteriously, "Where do you think the bald man's hand is?"

Only after he reminded me did I notice that the bald head had already placed its hand on the thigh of one of the girls, and was currently kneading the black stockings in an unbridled manner. The girl chatted and laughed with everyone as she leaned towards the bald man. F * ck, seeing how Bighead and I are burning with anxiety, I feel like I'm about to make a move.

Bighead handed me a Yellow Crane Restaurant and ordered it himself. He then spat out white smoke in dissatisfaction, "Damn it! "This is weird, there really isn't any woman sitting next to us anymore."

I was also dissatisfied. "Why did you take the initiative to attack!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bighead took a gulp of wine and smacked his lips. His eyes narrowed as he began to search the dance floor. After a while, he pressed down on the cigarette butt, "I'm going to throw caution to the wind. Watch me."

As she spoke, she stood up to straighten her collar, and with a flash, she jumped onto the dance floor, heading straight for the lady with the jeans on her butt.

I sipped my wine and lit another cigarette, watching the shadowy sea of people swaying under the red and yellow lights, waiting to see how Bighead would take the woman.

Bighead twisted his butt and followed the rhythm of the dance as he slowly approached his target.

When he was less than a meter away from his target and was about to close in, a good show suddenly happened. A shadow came between him and the woman just a second before Bighead stuck his head in. The shadow twisted its body and was almost rubbing against the woman's butt.

F * ck, I got beaten to it by someone else.

The big-headed kid's reaction was quite fast. He twisted his body in the direction of the rhythm, sticking close to a short girl beside him. The girl opened her mouth as well. She raised her hands and placed them on Bighead's shoulders. Then, she moved her snake like body closer to his. Bighead straightened his body with a look of enjoyment on his face. After playing with the girl for a while, he moved behind her and started rubbing against her body.

At this moment, I looked to the side. The woman seemed to sense that someone was supporting her with malicious intent behind her. She intentionally retracted her raised butt and her body seemed to be retracting a little. On the other hand, the guy at the back was not satisfied and took the initiative to attack. He wriggled his lower body and deliberately pushed forward. At this time, the beauty was unhappy. She turned around and threw him a supercilious look, allowing me to see her face clearly.

Her clear facial features coupled with her fair skin didn't seem like she was in her early twenties, but time had not left any traces on her face. Instead, it had given her a unique charm.

I thought she was a young woman, and I involuntarily licked my tongue at the thought.

After drinking a mouthful of wine, when I looked up again, Bighead and the little girl were still rubbing against each other, but the young lady beside them was nowhere to be seen. I looked around a little anxiously, but there was no sign of me under the dim lights of the Dee Bar.

I reached out and touched the box, but it was empty, so I got up and bought a pack of cigarettes. When I came back, I saw that woman sitting across from me for some reason. She even smiled at me when I came closer. That smile really mesmerized me.

By this time, my heart is about to jump out of my head, I sat down in a hurry, I did not dare to look at her.

"Are you sitting here?" When I looked up, she was smiling at me as she ran her hand through the damp strands of hair that were plastered to her face. There were still drops of water on her face, probably because she had gone to the bathroom to wash her face.

I was in a daze. "Yes."

"Is there anyone sitting here with me?"

Then I said to myself, Bighead, don't blame me for ignoring you.

He hurriedly replied, "No, there's no one sitting here."

In this respect, I am quite tactful. If I don't have this ability to adapt, I can go back to my mother's womb and live a second time.

While she looked up and called out to the waiter from the side, I peeked at her again. The profile of her face was invincible. The lines were clean and gentle, especially the nose and chin. Below her snow-white neck was a chest wrapped in a black sling. The two round and upright balls exposed skin that was as white as congealed fat.

What made me sink most was the three to four centimeters deep trench at the intersection of the peach collar, making me fall deeply into it.

Seeing this, I immediately stopped, afraid that she would see through my thoughts with just a glance.

She poured herself a glass of whisky and drank it. Occasionally, her eyes would pass by me, causing my heart to flutter. I smiled at her shyly. He wanted to strike up a conversation, but he couldn't find a reason to.

After drinking a mouthful of wine, I mustered up my courage and asked, "Beautiful lady, are you alone?"

"Yeah, what about you? Alone? "

"Right." As I said that, I reached out my glass. "Meeting each other is fate. Let's have a drink."

She was rather generous. She picked up a cup of wine and gently clinked her lips with mine. After taking a sip, her eyes swept the surroundings with a gurgling sound. Then, she turned her head towards me and said, "Why are you here alone?"

I sighed and said, "I was in a bad mood so I came here to drink and vent."

She nodded, "Me too. I have a lot of troublesome matters to attend to recently, so I just came out to drink and play hopscotch. Now that I'm covered in sweat, my mood is much better. "

"Wherever the beauty goes?"

"Me? I have something to do here."

She spoke with a southern accent, not like a native, and I asked her with interest, "Who's the beauty?"

"Zhejiang, are you from Xi'an?"

I nodded. "Why are you so far away?"

She used her hand to put the piece of paper behind her ear and smiled coquettishly, making my heart stir again.

Big Head was sweating profusely and running back with a face full of pride. When he saw that I was happily chatting with this woman, he gave me a good look.

He pulled a stool over. Before he sat down, he interrupted, "Hey beautiful girl, your dance is pretty good."

"It's jumping around randomly." She smiled at Bighead, then turned to me. "Your friend?"

"Right." Hearing that her tone was a little unhappy, I remembered that she said that I came alone, so I added, "He just came for a while before he went to dance."

Bighead quickly responded, "Yes, that's right." As he spoke, he poured a cup of wine and served it to her. "Beautiful lady, come. Let's have a drink."