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There are a lot of people in the bar today. In the middle of the dance floor, all kinds of seductive girls are constantly shaking their bodies with the deafening disco music. Their white bodies are particularly noticeable in the flickering lights. Their long hair swings back and forth from left to right, and the ambiguous atmosphere covers the whole bar for a moment.

As soon as Meng Junxi entered, several people surrounded him.

"My Lord, you haven't come to see us for a long time."

Meng Junxi realized that he had not been here for a long time. He was strange and familiar.

Listening to the music, he felt upset and irritable. He seemed to have been used to the feeling of quietly nestling in the sofa with Xu Baihui.

She turned the magazine quietly and he looked at her quietly.

Years of quiet good, but just miss.

"Don't talk nonsense. What about the people I asked you to prepare?" Meng Junxi impatiently picked up the tie of the former manager.

"It's all ready. It's upstairs."

"Go away!"

"Yes

Meng Junxi threw the car key into the air at will. The manager caught it. He threw his clothes away, unscrewed his shirt, and pressed the elevator up the stairs.

Push the door. It's dark.

He has a habit, called service, must be a clean girl, and can't turn on the lights.

Squint eyes to adapt for a while, open the narrow eyes, barely able to see the dark interior, and the location of furniture.

In fact, this is his private room.

Close your eyes and know where the bedroom door opens.

On the bed, vaguely saw a girl lying on the bed, he took a glass of red wine, a mouthful of water down.

Half relying on the door frame, let the red wine slide down the corner of his mouth. On the white shirt, he squinted and slightly drunk at the woman lying on the bed, and then looked up and poured a glass of red wine.

He wanted to get drunk.

He wanted to paralyze himself.

He wanted to forget everything and let himself degenerate.

Knowing that there was not a drop of wine in the bottle, he put the bottle into the wine cabinet with the back of his head against the wall. He could not describe the feeling. He was in contradiction, but he had no mood to explore. Knowing that his legs were shaking, he tumbled into the sofa, covered his head and let everything go around.

This wine, as it turned out, was not drunk for a few days, and the amount of wine decreased.

This mood, as expected, is not suitable for drinking, easy to get drunk.

The stronger the wine, the more sober his mind.

The more things you don't want to forget, the clearer they are.

Tossing and turning can't make your consciousness turbid.

All of a sudden, the woman on the bed whimpered, turned over, and curled up because of her discomfort.

He saw that the little woman on the bed was tearing her clothes hard, and the tight skirt lined her graceful curve.

She groaned unintentionally. It sounded like a little woman without a person. Looking at it carefully, she didn't have a good figure.

For Meng Junxi, such a wanderer, you don't have to guess. A girl must be very uncomfortable now. She must have been moved by her own hands.

He would not be pitiful, if he had not hesitated to press up, heartily Pao, but now when he wants to press down, but stopped.

Close his eyes, that cold face appeared in front of him. He bowed his head and laughed at himself. He leaned over to pick up the woman who was tearing clothes on the bed. His soft body rubbed against his arms, but he didn't respond. He kicked open the bathroom door and walked in.

Want to turn on the light, but in the moment of fingertip touch back.

Because I think this scene is too dirty.

He didn't want to see the appearance of this woman, especially regretting that he was standing here.

Put the woman into the bathtub, adjust the water temperature, hear the sound of running water, rely on the door, and remember that at that time after the war with Xu Baihui, he took her to take a bath.

At the end of each war, Xu Baihui was too tired to lift her eyelids. Meng Junxi was at the mercy of Meng Junxi. No matter how he tossed, she did not have the strength to move. She let him bathe her and then dry it.

At that time, he thought their union was because of love.

He thought she was enjoying it, and now it is.

But he was enjoying, every time the union let him can't stop, he enjoyed the exhaustion of her service, watching her limp under his body, murmuring protest, at this time she was lovely like a little girl, not like the high cold in the day.

He had a silly secretly vowed to love her all his life and spoil her for a lifetime.

This hidden in the heart of the mood, I do not know why, but slowly overflow, as this rolling hot water in general can no longer contain.

I really love her very much. I close my eyes and think I can forget easily. But the tears I shed can't deceive myself into suffocating with heartache.

"Well," said the girl in the bathtub.It turned out to be choking water. It kept splashing in the bathtub, making a big noise.

He frowned, so he had to pull her out and bring out a lot of water, which splashed his trouser legs.

The girl suddenly grasped his arm tightly and murmured unconsciously.

Unexpectedly, he was bumped into somewhere, and he scowled, "let go!"

"Well," she couldn't help it.

"Let go." Meng Junxi a face of disgust indifference, vigorously opened the girl's arm, a push her back into the bathtub.

The girl fell into the bathtub, choked and coughed vigorously.

I couldn't see the situation in the bathroom, so I had to turn on all the lights.

Looking back at the moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, although the girl was in a mess, wet hair covered most of her cheek, but he still recognized her at once.

Li cold water!

Suddenly frown, a lunge rushed up, she carried out.

Throw on the ground, Li cold water paralyzed on the ground, consciousness lax.

"Hello! Why are you here? " Meng Junxi kicked her with the tip of his foot.

Li Hanshui didn't respond at all. She just felt hot all over her body. She just wanted to tear off all her clothes to make herself comfortable. She was about to tear them naked. Meng Junxi rushed up to hold her hand, put her on her shoulder and threw her on the bed.

Press her hands, Li Hanshui had to keep twisting the body, Meng Junxi sitting on the edge of the bed took out the mobile phone.

"Get out of here!"

Soon, the manager was standing in front of him, trembling and drooping his head.

"What's the matter, sir?"

After struggling for nearly two hours, Li Hanshui finally fell asleep quietly, while Meng Junxi got wet and got up to take a bath in the bathroom.

After staying in the bathroom for two hours, Meng Junxi looked at himself in the mirror. The exhaustion and helplessness, as well as depression and anger, were clearly displayed in the mirror. Suddenly, a broken voice came from the mirror. After 20 minutes, he came out.

She took out a towel and wrapped the wound on her hand. She didn't notice that the girl who was awakened by the loud noise of the glass was curling up and hiding at the head of the bed.

A scream cut through the ear, Meng Junxi frowned and looked up.

When Li Hanshui saw that it was Meng Junxi, he was stunned and his voice stuck in his throat.

"It's you!"

Li Hanshui's white back of his hand was blue and blue, and his eyes were burning with uncontrollable anger. He watched Meng Junxi come over, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

"You" Li Hanshui's sharp eyes tightly fixed on Meng Junxi's eyes, and then the voice of shivering sounded, "I"

Li Hanshui looked at Meng Junxi's eyes uneasily, silent and did not know what to say.

She vaguely remembers that after work today, she was dragged out for dinner by her colleagues, and was encouraged to drink two glasses of red wine. She seldom drinks alcohol at ordinary times, and she is dizzy after drinking only two cups.

Later, she had no impression.

She just looked at the way she stood.

she looked at Meng Junxi's bathrobe, and her hair was dripping with water. She looked very depressed.

Is he

is he and himself

because he and his brother are good brothers, so he is depressed because he did that with himself?

That's why you have that look?

"Meng Junxi, you son of a bitch!" Li Hanshui angrily picked up the pillow and smashed it in the past.

Meng Junxi did not move, the pillow accurately hit his head, closed his eyes, a moment later opened his eyes.

Slowly lifting his eyes, Li Hanshui saw the bloodthirsty terror in his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and then dropped his hands powerlessly.

For a long time, Li Hanshui didn't hear him explain a sentence, and his heart was furious, "Meng Junxi, I didn't expect you to be such a person, dressed in clothes and animals! I hate you to death

She got out of bed and wrapped up her skirt, but her thigh was full of spring. She had just torn it too hard, and the tight skirt was already unbearable.

She was so embarrassed that she couldn't manage so much. She ran to the door barefoot, but her arm was suddenly and vigorously grasped.

She glared fiercely at the past, "what are you doing?"