C58 (1/2)

The sound of a motorcycle suddenly came from behind her, and then she heard the sound of a motorcycle whistle behind her, waking the two who were hugging each other. The two of them hastily parted ways. Lu Qingli turned around and saw a motorcycle parked not far behind him. The owner of the motorcycle was the male owner of the farmer's bike. Laughing, he stopped the motorcycle beside them, her voice loud and clear, ”It's already dark, you haven't come back yet. My grandma is a little worried, let me see you!”

As if she had just awoken from a dream, Lu Qingli withdrew from Mu Wenshu's embrace. She hid her hair that had been blown away by the wind and pinched it behind her ears, then used her hand to tighten the suit coat that was draped over her shoulders.

”The wind at the water's edge is strong! Dinner was ready! ”Go back!” The man turned the bike around and said to the two of them.

Mu Wenshu supported Lu Qingli onto the back seat of the motorcycle, and wrapped her arms around Lu Qingli's body to protect her.

The whistling of the wind could be heard and the faint fragrance of Qingli's body could be smelled in the air.

That answer, Mu Wenshu thought. Who knew how long he would have to wait this time.

The colorful lights changed, and the passionate music never stopped.

A group of men and women were crazily twisting their bodies in the center of the dance floor. The lazy-looking bartender skillfully concocted one cocktail after another. The handsome man and the beautiful woman drank together, and after getting drunk, they rushed to the dance floor to release their hot, dry, and lustful bodies.

Everything was so unrestrained and unrestrained.

Xi Muyao was dressed in a black handmade suit, and when he glanced at the crazy crowd of people dancing on the dance floor, he couldn't help but feel irritated by the light that was flickering in front of his eyes. He shook his head, turned and walked to the corner of the bar, and sat down, distancing himself from the bustling crowd of people, his bright eyes staring at a private room in the nightclub. The meticulous bartender could see that there was still more than half of the glass of wine left in Xi Muyao's hand. Apparently he wasn't very interested in the ball.

”Drinking alone? Why don't you invite me? ” Suddenly, a voice came from behind him. Before he could hear her voice, Xi Muyao felt a white and slim hand on Xi Muyao's shoulder.

Xi Muyao frowned, he looked at his with some disgust, only to see the woman beside him dressed in a black windbreaker, with a red skirt. The red lips of the Fiery Blaze were extremely alluring under the lighting. Xi Muyao observed from his experience with social meetups that this was an ordinary but bold girl who was sitting on the stage.

Xi Muyao did not like active women, which made him unavoidably feel passive and forced. He blinked, knowing that when facing a woman he liked, he still liked to take the initiative to pursue and possess her. The premise was that this woman didn't have anyone else's position in her heart. Xi Muyao hoped that he could treat his lover wholeheartedly, and his lover would also be honest with him.

It was precisely this type of stubbornness that caused him and Lu Qingli to break up.

Xi Muyao was a little annoyed in his heart, he could not help but shake his shoulders and remove the woman's hand from his shoulder.

The woman disapproved and used her voluptuous body to rub against Xi Muyao's, acting as if she wanted to sit in his embrace.

She could already tell that Xi Muyao was handsome and calm. Coming to this kind of place by himself, his clothes were extraordinary, and his entire body emitted an enchanting charm and bearing. This aura, deadly as a poppy, attracted countless lonely women in the hall. However, when he raised his head, the domineering aura naturally emanated from him, causing all the restless women on the scene to stop in their tracks. The woman sneered in her heart.

She wasn't like other women who were afraid of the cold, unapproachable aura his body exuded. She thought complacently, and couldn't help but use her lips to probe Xi Muyao's neck, in an attempt to absorb this person's bone, Ling Lie's scent and his lust.

Unexpectedly, Xi Muyao grabbed her shoulder and was about to stand up. The woman was overjoyed. He immediately wrapped her hands around his neck, about to touch the buttons on Xi Muyao's chest. However, he did not expect Xi Muyao to suddenly stand up, take large steps to give way to him, and at the same time reach out his hand to press the lady down onto his original seat. The other hand holding the wine cup didn't move much.

At the same time, Xi Muyao caught a glimpse from the corner of his eyes that the dance floor had suddenly opened towards the bread room's door. From inside walked out a woman wearing a black lace skirt, her figure similarly flirtatious. She was staggering along, her skirt a little messy, obviously drunk.

Xi Muyao laughed coldly, raised his head and downed all the wine in his cup in one gulp, then placed the empty wine cup on the bar counter.

Xi Muyao had an ice-cold expression, he extended his hand to support the swaying woman, and his low voice actually reached into the other party's ears in the midst of the noisy environment, giving off an imposing manner.

”Yun Hu, long time no see.”

Yun Hu was obviously drunk. She tried her best to straighten her legs, trying to make herself sway about randomly.

Xi Muyao's face swayed in her eyes. Yun Hu frowned, randomly waved her hand to pat Xi Muyao's shoulder, and said unclearly: ”Brat, why is it you!”

”It's not convenient here, let's talk outside.”