The Seduction of the Magical Boy

I didn't care much, only a small number of people watched, and the loud music and dim and colorful spotlights almost completely covered the noise.

It was the first time for Qianmu to come to a place like a bar. Because his ears were too sensitive, he was not really used to it. He felt that the sounds were drilling from the depths of his eardrums.

Very noisy.

But in a short while, a slender goblet was held in front of Qianmu's eyes, and at the same time, a man with a domineering face stood beside Qianmu.

"Can I buy you a glass of wine?" The man spoke very politely, his voice full of charm.

"Can't!"

Qian Mu rolled his eyes, and was about to raise his hand to take it, but Cheng Yi just took a look, and came back immediately, his eyes were full of hostility, he stopped the other party's words, and stood in front of Qian Mu.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Cheng? It seems that cutting off beards is your hobby!" The other party's face immediately became unkind.

Cheng Yi knew this person, he was from the same school as him, two grades older, the two had had conflicts in school before, this person's current girlfriend - I heard that they just broke up not long ago, so let's talk about the ex-girlfriend, the process of chasing them before Yi.

To Cheng Yi, she is a senior girl—tall and beautiful, with excellent temperament, and most importantly, she has a super strong personality, even a bit domineering like a man.

This is Cheng Yi's thunder point in terms of emotion - the most unacceptable character of a girl.

But Cheng Yi, who was single and didn't have a crush yet, acted on the gentlemanly manners a man should have at the time, and didn't reject the other party decisively, but expressed his apology slightly.

And the person in front of him was passionately pursuing the senior, so Cheng Yi became the object of the other party's hatred.

But this person in front of him is definitely experienced and skilled in chasing girls, because after being rejected by Cheng Yi a few times, senior sister was chased by this person.

This person eats both men and women, he often comes to this bar to hang out, and occasionally meets Cheng Yi, the two of them don't talk to each other, they are happy.

Cheng Yi has heard that this person invites people to drink in the bar, and he always likes to add something to it.

Cheng Yi was stuck between Qian Mu and this person, the arrogance of fighting each other was ignited bit by bit as the two looked at each other, and the wine that the other party offered to Qian Mu was still in the air.

Qianmu became a little interested in the color of this glass of wine - it was a very transparent ice blue.

So he stretched his arms, crossed Cheng Yi's side arm, and gently reached out to take the glass of wine.

Cheng Yi: "..."

Immediately, she raised her head and took a sip. Before Cheng Yi could say "don't drink" in her throat, Qian Mu had already swallowed the sip of wine with taste.

Cheng Yi: "..."

"Don't drink..." Cheng Yi still said it.

"It tastes good, my husband pays him, so it's not good for strangers to treat me, right?"

Cheng Yi: "..."

Qian Mu's move really pleased the person who delivered the wine, and the other party was never afraid of robbing people.

"Beauty, you can call your husband whatever you want, and you can change it as you like. Come on, come to your new husband, okay?"

Cheng Yi thinks that his self-control is pretty good, and he rarely fights impulsively because of some friction, but at this moment, a sullen breath came from the bottom of his heart, "My husband can call you whatever you want" angered him like some established truth .

Pulling the other party's collar and pressing it on the bartending table, "Do you want to fight? I'll accompany you today!"

The other party was not a good one, so he also grabbed Cheng Yi's collar, got up with his strength, and punched Cheng Yi in the face unceremoniously, "He already wanted to hit him!"

The other party was also ruthless, and it looked like he was a frequent fighter, and there was a little blood on the corner of Cheng Yi's mouth.

Qian Mu frowned—this situation was really not what he wanted, and he swallowed another sip of wine, suddenly feeling that the taste was different.

Cheng Yi didn't want the matter to make a big mess, but he had to win this fight—he couldn't afford to lose face in front of the person he really liked, and he couldn't lose face either.

He kicked the opponent's chest fiercely, and the opponent fell backwards, and the tables and chairs fell over with a clang.

Cheng Yi's kick was really not light, but in public, no man would easily give up, especially the one who "puts face first", and only has the determination to punish the other party to death.

The opponent staggered to his feet, picked up a chair with steel legs, and rushed towards Cheng Yi.

Qian Mu drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, stimulated by this scene, her eyelashes trembled very sensitively, and a little undetectable blue light overflowed.

The ground is smooth, and I don't know if there is any water stain that hasn't been wiped clean. Two steps away from Cheng Yi, the other party seems to have stepped on something that is easy to slip, such as a ball, and the whole person violently falls to the ground behind him. The leg chair couldn't hold back the force, and directly hit the door of his face, and blood quickly appeared from the corner of his forehead.

The picture froze for a while, and the onlookers and Cheng Yi himself were a little unresponsive.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Yi and Qian Mu came out of the bar together, and the man was taken to the hospital.

PARKING LOT.

Cheng Yi wasn't sure if that glass of wine was safe, and had been keeping an eye on Qian Mu's physical and emotional state.

After walking a few steps in the parking lot, Qianmu's footsteps were already a little floating, and she looked at Cheng Yi with very ambiguous eyes - it was a kind of naked, naked, naked seduction.

Cheng Yi's heart was beating wildly - he kept thinking whether he should take Qian Mu to the hospital for a check-up like a gentleman, and he didn't know what dose that bastard gave.

"I can't walk anymore..." Qian Mu's eye sockets seemed to be able to drip water, and the expression that could hook people to death was exactly the same as that night, just talking to Cheng Yi pitifully and coquettishly.

Cheng Yi's brain heats up, and his blood also heats up - whoever can be an honest gentleman at this time, he can't be a man.

Hands are faster than brains - there is an act that, even if it occurs only once, has left a deep imprint on bodily domination.

At the right moment, the body will instinctively unfold.

Bending down, Qianmu was hugged horizontally.

The author has something to say:

Aggie:? ? ?Wrong wrong!Qianmu, your character is not drunk after a thousand cups!

Qianmu: Get drunk if you want to!I want you to manage!

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back!Family!!

Is that glass of wine safe? What will happen if it is not safe~

16. Complete encroachment

Qian Mu was very restless in the car - of course, this restlessness does not refer to her hands and feet.

With his elbows resting on his body, he rested his chin on Cheng Yi and stared at Cheng Yi. His long eyelashes blinked slowly, and he couldn't take his eyes off. Cheng Yi's palms holding the steering wheel began to sweat.

Cheng Yi had no choice but to ask, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Qianmu shook his head.

"Are you dizzy?"

Qianmu shook his head.

"Do you feel hot?"

Qianmu shook his head.

"Is it really not uncomfortable? That wine...how about we go to the hospital to have a look?"

"No." Qianmu finally spoke.

Cheng Yi was a little sure that Qian Mu was at least drunk, her fair cheeks were a little pink no matter how she looked, which made people's heart flutter.

When getting out of the car, Cheng Yi wanted to help Qian Mu, but Qian Mu sat motionless on the passenger seat - she looked at Cheng Yi pitifully as if she couldn't walk the whole way.

Cheng Yi really eats this, his heart is so crisp, his heart is about to melt.

Satisfied, continue to fight horizontally to pick up people - go home.

Qian Mu is obviously a man, although he is thin, he is really not short, but Cheng Yi just has an illusion - he is so light in his arms, not as heavy as a girl.

Without stopping at the door, Cheng Yi directly carried him up to the second floor—he was probably sure that there should be nothing added to the wine, because Qian Mu looked more like slightly drunk, and there was no abnormal behavior .

"Put me down."

"Go to bed! Go to bed and lie down."

"It's right here." Qianmu was a little persistent.

Cheng Yi had no choice but to put Qian Mu down at the inner gate, and closed the door behind him.

Unexpectedly, just like this, Qian Mu hugged Cheng Yi from the side in a very uncomfortable position.

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around.

Then he was pulled by Qianmu, passively throwing Qianmu against the wall.

The charming atmosphere surged up like a tsunami.

So close—really too close, the tips of their noses almost touching.

There was a kind of throbbing that I had never experienced before, and it surrounded Cheng Yi completely.

Qian Mu touched the corner of Cheng Yi's blood-stained lips with his thumb, "Does it hurt?"

His voice is really soft, like ecstasy.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Don't say that it doesn't hurt much, even if it really hurts, with such an atmosphere and such a word of concern, any pain can disappear in smoke.

The aura of the two of them was as clear as a measurable voice. Cheng Yi felt that at this moment, he no longer lacked courage. He just enjoyed the atmosphere too much and was unwilling to be reckless—just like a person tasting something that he likes for the first time. When doing things, I always get used to being careful, and I don’t want to lose the slightest process and details.

Qian Mu touched Cheng Yi's side face with one hand, and kept gently stroking the corner of Cheng Yi's lips with her thumb, over and over again, as if she was helping Cheng Yi wipe away the little blood.

Then Cheng Yi grabbed that hand full of tenderness, and the two looked at each other, Qianmu's eyelashes were long like strands of love, continuously spreading towards Cheng Yi.

Together with the pupils overflowing with water, they are bewitching.

"Responsibility for each other is the meaning of a serious relationship, right?" Cheng Yi asked.

"Yes." Qianmu replied.

"Then we..." A kiss, no matter how intense it is, is a matter of course!

Cheng Yi didn't have time to say the latter words.

Because of Qian Mu, without warning, she posted herself.

But with a tacit understanding, Qianmu was not reckless or impulsive, with a light touch,