The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

In the bar, red lights, green wine, noisy metal music, the wanton cheers of young men and women, and the crisp sound of the wine glasses colliding perfectly blended together, and the wanton and noisy atmosphere enveloped the whole bar.

Bai Lin sat obediently and honestly in the corner, holding the glass tightly in his hand, watching the twisting waists of the men and women in the arena, as well as their undisguised sexiness, he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Those colleagues of his had already been playing in the middle of the field and completely let go. He saw four or five of them writhing into the arms of strangers. Most of the people who came today were single young people. Under the atmosphere, I completely entered the atmosphere.

Only he was left acting cute in the corner. He had been sitting here for more than half an hour, and with this face, he had already rejected no less than a dozen people who approached him.His appearance is too cute and pure, and those bar veterans who are hooked feel itchy.

It's a pity that Bai Lin doesn't have the slightest interest in this group of people now, he doesn't want to have sex with the people he knows in the bar at all, the traditional thinking is rooted in his heart, my friends.

"Aren't you going to play?" Bai Lin looked up at the person who came, his collar was pulled open until the third button exposed most of his collarbone, different smells of makeup and powder mixed together, and he didn't know how many people threw him into his arms Hugging can achieve this effect.

Thinking of this, Bai Lin involuntarily moved back, forgiving him for being incapable of accepting this kind of bar veteran.

Cheng Mingxuan was stunned, lowered his head and smelled the smell on his collar, and said clearly: "It's not what you think, someone has been rubbing against me just now."

Bai Lin seemed a little confused about the man's sudden explanation, he said inexplicably: "Oh." But it doesn't matter if he's having fun with someone or not.

"It's written all over your face that this man likes to mess around, I must stay away from him." Cheng Mingxuan smiled and sat next to Bai Lin, and raised the wine glass on the table to signal him.

His thoughts were seen through, and Bai Lin's expression was not very clear. He coughed twice, and raised his wine glass, "It's nothing to do with us, it doesn't matter to me whether you come here in disorder or not."

"But I still really want to maintain my image."

Cheng Mingxuan pretended to show an aggrieved expression, and his tone was full of pitiful sight.

This hero is a little bit strange, Bai Lin thought to himself, unknowingly picked up the wine glass and drank it down, unlike beer, which is sour and bitter, the sweetness of this glass of wine stimulates the taste buds to secrete more saliva .

Bai Lin tugged at his collar casually, feeling a little parched, the atmosphere of the bar was too depressing for him, it was really inappropriate, he stood up and asked: "I want to go to the bar, together?"

"of course."

Cheng Mingxuan stood up decisively.

The two moved towards the bar, and then found a seat where there were not too many people to sit down. The bartender immediately came over and gasped for breath while looking at Cheng Mingxuan's face.

At the same time, he also saw Bai Lin who was sitting next to him, looking back and forth at the movements of the two of them, and having come to a conclusion in his heart, he snorted unwillingly, and asked, "May I ask what you need?"

Bai Lin didn't know much about these wines, just when he was worrying, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the wine glass in Cheng Mingxuan's hand, the color was pink and tender and it looked delicious.

He pointed to Cheng Mingxuan and said, "Have a cup just like him."

The bartender responded and turned back to the bar to mix the drink. The glass was flying in his hand, and Bai Lin was stunned to see it.